I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

An eerie silence seemed to stretch on endlessly.

Guo Qilin's chubby face flushed red, almost to the point of bleeding.

Just as he was about to be crushed by this invisible pressure and turn to run away, a hand landed on his shoulder.

That hand was warm and strong, instantly dispelling his panic.

It's Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen didn't even look at him, but simply pulled out a chair next to him and tilted his head slightly towards him.

It's an extremely simple action.

"What are you standing there for? Sit down."

Wang Jinhua sized up Guo Qilin, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.

The child was wearing a distinctive little vest from Guo Family Cuisine, and it looked familiar.

Xiao Chen then spoke, his voice clear and melodious.

"Aunt Hua, Mom."

"I found it on the road, it looked fun, so I brought it back."

He spoke casually, as if he had brought back not a person, but a kitten or puppy.

puff!

Ye Huimei laughed first.

She was always gentle, and always looked at everyone with a smile.

She looked at Guo Qilin, whose comical appearance of being so nervous that he was almost moving his hands and feet in unison, and found him more and more adorable.

"You naughty child."

She gave Xiao Chen a reproachful look, her eyes full of doting affection.

"Make the child sit down quickly, look how scared he is."

As she spoke, she got up herself and pulled Guo Qilin's chair further out.

"Come on, little one, sit here."

Guo Qilin was flattered and quickly waved his hand.

"No, no trouble at all, Auntie, I can do it myself."

Guo Qilin sat down cautiously.

But he only dared to sit on half his buttocks, his back ramrod straight, just like a soldier waiting for inspection.

Looking at the child's features, Wang Jinhua had a sudden inspiration.

"You... are a child of the Guo family?"

Guo Degang just came over to offer a toast; his face is so recognizable.

The chubby little boy in front of me is practically a carbon copy of him.

Upon hearing this, Guo Qilin immediately nodded.

"Yes, Auntie, my name is Guo Qilin."

I was so nervous my tongue almost tied itself in knots.

Wang Jinhua and Ye Huimei exchanged a glance, and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

He really is Guo Degang's son!

This world is too small.

The father had barely left when Xiao Chen took his son back.

It happened while I was using the restroom.

What kind of mess is this?!

Xiao Chen picked up the serving chopsticks.

"take it easy."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of translucent Dongpo pork and placed it in Guo Qilin's bowl.

"Try it, it tastes good."

The piece of meat was piled on top of white rice, glistening with oil and emitting a fragrant aroma.

Guo Qilin's stomach let out a disapproving growl.

His face turned even redder.

But he dared not refuse when his idol offered him food.

He picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of meat, blew on it, and then ate it in small bites.

It melts in your mouth and is rich but not greasy.

Really fragrant!

But he didn't dare show it and continued to eat politely.

Wang Jinhua silently evaluated the situation in her mind.

Guo Qilin is a precocious child with high emotional intelligence.

Despite his young age, he was nervous in front of this group of people, but he was still very polite and knew how to read people's expressions.

He's a promising talent.

The atmosphere at the dinner table actually became more lively because of this little incident.

Ye Huimei kept serving food to Guo Qilin, asking him how old he was and where he went to school, treating him like a junior member of her own family.

Guo Qilin answered every question and was incredibly obedient.

Just then, a familiar loud voice rang out from outside the private room, echoing throughout the corridor.

"Guo Qilin!"

"Where have you been, you little rascal!"

Guo Degang led Yu Qian and several apprentices to the door in a great hurry.

It was originally just a casual glance at the door of the private room.

He didn't think Guo Qilin could connect with the important figures in this private room.

Unexpectedly, this glance really stunned Guo Degang.

He saw that his son, who should have been reciting lines backstage, was now sitting properly next to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's mother, that gentle and beautiful woman, was smiling as she placed a piece of fish into her son's bowl.

Meanwhile, Wang Jinhua, the iron-fisted queen of the entertainment industry, was smiling as she looked at her son.

A table full of important people.

His son, Guo Qilin, sat in that spot where everyone was surrounded by admirers.

Guo Degang's mind went blank for a moment.

Senseless!

Immediately, a surge of joy welled up from the bottom of my heart.

What an incredible stroke of luck!

He went to great lengths, opening a restaurant and pulling strings.

They just wanted to get ahead and make connections with important people.

I never expected that my good-for-nothing son would actually do it!

His face twitched slightly from excessive excitement, but outwardly he wore an expression of uncontrollable rage.

The image of a strict father must be maintained.

We want our guests to feel respected.

"You little bastard!"

"Who let you come here!"

"Get your ass over here right now!"

He roared, his voice booming with energy.

Guo Qilin was so startled that he trembled and dropped his chopsticks on the ground with a clatter.

He jumped up from the chair like a startled quail, shrinking his neck.

He didn't even have the courage to look at his father.

That kind of deep-seated fear cannot be faked.

A calm voice rang out.

"Teacher Guo, please don't get so angry."

It's Xiao Chen.

He slowly put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then looked up at Guo Degang.

"I brought him in, is there a problem?"

Guo Degang's anger froze.

He looked at Xiao Chen, and his heart skipped a beat.

It’s over.

It's already been performed.

He quickly forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

"No...no problem!"

"Teacher Xiao, what are you saying!"

"It's because this child is being inconsiderate and disturbing you and Mr. Wang. Teacher Ye is having dinner."

Xiao Chen said calmly.

"I think he's quite sensible."

"Better than some adults."

These words, though not harsh, were like a slap in the face, landing squarely on Guo Degang's cheek.

His face turned pale and then flushed.

The other apprentices behind him didn't dare to utter a sound.

Wang Jinhua picked up her teacup, gently blew on the steam, and glanced at everything out of the corner of her eye.

She knew it; Xiao Chen was fiercely protective of his own.

Xiao Chen looked at Guo Qilin, who was still trembling, but spoke to Guo Degang.

"I really like this child."

"I think he's still in junior high school, right?"

Guo Degang nodded and bowed repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, second year of junior high."

Xiao Chen spoke casually.

"I used to study at No. 4 High School, and I had some connections with the principal of No. 4 High School."

"I can write him a letter of recommendation and get him to transfer to that school."

These words exploded in the minds of both Guo Degang and Guo Qilin at the same time.

Fourth Middle School!

What place is that?

That's one of the top high schools in Beijing, and even in the whole country!

Those who can get in are either rich or powerful.

They are either geniuses at the academic prodigy level.

Guo Degang's expression changed instantly.

His first reaction was not surprise, but struggle.

He always hoped that his son would follow in his footsteps and become a crosstalk performer.

If you go to No. 4 High School and embark on that path of elite education, will you ever come back to perform crosstalk?

He wanted to become a master.

The master's son doesn't perform crosstalk.

Wouldn't that make us a laughing stock if word got out?