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

Looking at the three girls in front of him, each with their own unique charm, Xiao Chen's childhood memories were like faded old photographs, with a corner blown open by the wind.

He smiled, and his handsome face, which transcended gender, instantly brightened the surrounding light.

"We can catch up later."

His voice was clear and melodious, with a hint of undeniable affability.

"Have you all read the scripts?"

"Go change your clothes first, let me see how it looks."

This is a natural statement. At this moment, he is not an eighteen-year-old boy, but a seasoned director in charge of everything.

The romantic thoughts that Yang Mi and the other two had were instantly pulled back to their work by him.

Yes, they are actresses.

He is the soul of "Chinese Paladin 3" and the creator of the script.

The thought of the script ignited their passion.

It was a bizarre and magnificent world of immortals and heroes, where every character was so vivid and lifelike.

They love this story so much, and because he is the source of the story, it adds countless layers of filter to their affection.

Yang Mi was the first to react, responding casually.

"Alright, screenwriter Xiao!"

He was the first to rush into the dressing room, his back view revealing an eagerness.

Tang Yan and Liu Shishi exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

They all wanted him to see the side of themselves that best suited the role.

A moment of tranquility outside the dressing room.

Yang Mi was the first to push open the door and come out.

She wore a wide-sleeved dress in bright yellow and crimson, with intricate accessories that jingled, making her skin appear even whiter than snow.

The clothes that belonged to Tang Xuejian seemed to have been tailor-made for her.

It infused her originally lively and generous temperament with three parts coquettishness and seven parts agility.

She stood there, slightly nervous, her hands twisting her clothes, her eyes timidly looking at Xiao Chen, as if awaiting judgment.

"How is it?"

Tang Yan and Liu Shishi followed closely behind and their eyes lit up when they saw Yang Mi's appearance.

Tang Yan exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow, Mimi, you look so good in this!"

Although Liu Shishi didn't say anything, her eyes revealed obvious amazement.

Xiao Chen looked him up and down and nodded.

"It suits you very well."

Those three simple words made Yang Mi blush instantly, and her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

His affirmation is more important than any amount of words from anyone else.

Next up is Liu Shishi.

When she came out, the air seemed to go silent.

Wearing a blue classical palace dress embroidered with exquisite phoenix patterns, she looked like a flawless piece of ancient jade from Lantian.

Her usual aloofness transformed into a pristine purity at this moment.

That delicate, pitiful quality was a stark contrast to her true self.

This is black nightshade.

The princess who waited for her brother for a thousand years.

Yang Mi couldn't help but poke Liu Shishi's arm.

"Wow, Shishi, you have this side to you too."

"I want to protect you!"

Liu Shishi felt a little embarrassed by what she said, and a slight blush appeared on her usually cool cheeks.

His gaze remained fixed on Xiao Chen, never wavering.

She wanted to know how she appeared in his eyes.

Tang Yan was the last one to appear.

The moment she appeared, she took everyone's breath away.

A mysterious and elegant purple gauze dress outlined her graceful figure.

The mark of being a descendant of Nuwa on her forehead enveloped her in a halo of holiness and aloofness.

That wasn't the gentle and sweet girl she usually was, but a woman named Zi Xuan who carried a destiny, endured three lifetimes of love tribulations, and possessed unparalleled beauty and charm.

She exudes a mature and sophisticated aura.

Yang Mi covered her mouth.

"Oh My God!"

"Tangtang, what are you doing..."

"The contrast is too great!"

Even Liu Shishi couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Tang Yan twirled around, her skirt fluttering, and asked somewhat uncertainly.

"How is it?"

"Is it really good-looking?"

Xiao Chen nodded affirmatively.

"They're all very beautiful."

This is true.

The costumes of the three actresses perfectly accentuated their physical features and even revealed strengths they had never noticed before.

It must be said that Xiao Chen has a very sharp eye.

After they finished changing into their costumes, Xiao Chen also went to change into his own.

A moment later, Xiao Chen's voice came through again.

"I'm back."

The three of them turned around at the same time upon hearing the sound.

Xiao Chen, having changed into his costume, emerged from another dressing room.

He was dressed in a simple brown cloth robe, with a belt casually tied around his waist, and his long hair was tied up with a hairband.

Despite being dressed as an ordinary waiter, he somehow managed to exude an air of dashing elegance and otherworldly charm.

That face, framed by ancient costume, seemed like a celestial being who had stepped out of a painting.

With sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a natural, enigmatic smile at the corners of his lips.

He simply stood there casually, and he became the focus of the entire space.

For a moment, all three girls held their breath.

Yang Mi had only one thought in her mind.

Holy crap, this guy is a monster!

Ancient costumes are more deadly than modern costumes!

She felt her heart skip a beat, and wanted to say something witty, but found her throat was a little dry.

Tang Yan was completely stunned.

In her world, it was as if slow motion had been activated, and every movement of Xiao Chen, every strand of hair that fluttered, was crystal clear.

He was exactly like the invincible hero in her dreams—no, a million times more handsome than in her dreams.

Liu Shishi remained silent.

But her tightly clenched fists betrayed her inner turmoil.

From the moment he appeared, she was absolutely certain that her life was over.

Xiao Chen was her destined calamity.

Xiao Chen met the three burning gazes with a calm expression.

After all, these three people had been looking at him like that since kindergarten.

I never expected that gaze would become even more intense as I grew up.

He cleared his throat and looked at the three girls in front of him.

"There are still two days before filming starts, so you can familiarize yourselves with the script and get a feel for your characters."

Xiao Chen confessed.

"I'll go back to Beijing first. See you at the opening ceremony."

After saying that, he turned around without any hesitation.

The three girls watched his departing figure, each with different emotions, yet all sharing the same reluctance to part.

……

Two hours later, Xiao Chen appeared in the office building of Beijing Shishiba Culture.

As one of the leading entertainment companies in China, everything here appears well-organized.

Xiao Chen arrived at Wang Jinhua's office on the top floor without any obstacles.

Pushing open the door, Wang Jinhua was sitting behind her desk processing documents. Upon seeing him, a motherly smile immediately appeared on her face.

"You're back, Xiao Chen."

Xiao Chen walked over and naturally sat down on the sofa.

"Aunt Hua."

"Is everything arranged?"

Wang Jinhua put down her pen, picked up a file folder from the side, and handed it to him.

"certainly."

"The person has arrived and is waiting for you in the meeting room."

"Teacher Zhao Benshan came in person."