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

Xiao Chen spoke casually, but his eyes revealed a shrewdness far beyond that of his peers.

"Dilraba is very talented; the role of Yingzi could only be played by her."

Upon hearing this, Reyila laughed so hard her eyes disappeared, and she quickly took out her phone.

"Yes, yes, yes! Dilraba will definitely give it her all!"

"Xiao Chen, look how well I photographed you!"

She proudly displayed her phone's screen saver in front of Xiao Chen, as if presenting a treasure.

Because it was a candid shot, the image is slightly blurry, but the light and shadow of the sunset perfectly enhanced the atmosphere.

In the photo, Xiao Chen is wearing a flowing robe reminiscent of an elven king, and Dilraba bumps into his arms.

Their lips touched almost imperceptibly.

Snow-capped mountains in the distance, a gentle breeze nearby.

This composition is even more beautiful than a poster worth millions.

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"Auntie, could you send me a copy of this photo?"

Reyila shouted excitedly.

"I knew it! Isn't it beautiful!"

Snap!

Dilraba's chopsticks fell to the ground.

She looked up and saw her mother's blindingly bright screen saver.

"Mom! When did you take this picture?!"

"Delete it now!"

"How embarrassing!"

The little girl was so ashamed and indignant that she jumped up, covered her face, and ran out of the tent.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to turn back and glare at Xiao Chen, her eyes looking both cute and fierce, just like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Xiao Chen sat there, watching the swaying curtain, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Youth is wonderful."

He muttered something under his breath, his tone like that of an eighty-year-old man.

Over the next two days, the weather on set became unusually unpredictable.

The New Zealand wilderness is suddenly drenched in torrential rain, and then scorching hot under the sun.

Ye Huimei and Reyila took Reba back to China, since the little girl still needed to go back to school.

Before leaving, Dilraba hid in the car and refused to get out to say goodbye.

Xiao Chen stood next to the crew's jeep and waved through the car window.

He knew that those big eyes were definitely peeking from behind the screen protector.

See you back home, Yingzi.

He silently mouthed the words.

The car started, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze, his eyes instantly switching from a gentle, neighborly older brother to a working mode.

He returned to the lounge and unfolded his thick notebook.

The entertainment industry in China is currently at a delicate juncture.

In 2009, fantasy dramas were all the rage, but urban life dramas had not yet seen a major boom.

He was going to drop a depth charge into this pool of water.

The script for "A Little Reunion" had been swirling in his mind for a long time.

In its original timeline, this drama relied on solid acting skills and genuine audience resonance.

In this life, he will equip it with the most luxurious team.

The pen tip glides across the paper.

"Fang Yuan - Leslie Cheung"

As Xiao Chen looked at those three words, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"Tong Wenjie - Mei Yanfang".

Xiao Chen wrote down another name.

If these two old friends on screen could play a married couple in "A Little Reunion", the show would be halfway to success even before filming begins.

As for the character Qiao Weidong...

Xiao Chen's mind conjured up the image of that person who always wore a simple, honest smile, yet whose absurdity revealed profound wisdom about life.

"Qiao Weidong - Wu Mengda".

Uncle Da's performances have a natural, down-to-earth quality.

This aura and Leslie Cheung's refinement create a wonderful chemical reaction.

As he wrote this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but chuckle softly.

This kind of amazing lineup is probably something only he could put together.

"Xiao, what are you busy with?"

Peter Jackson pushed open the door and came in, carrying two cups of hot coffee.

Xiao Chen is not only his actor, but also his muse.

Xiao Chen closed his laptop and took the coffee.

"A story about growing up."

"Peter, we need to hurry up with the next scene."

Peter shrugged and pointed to the camera that had already been set up outside the window.

"To celebrate your coming-of-age story, I gave those Oaks an extra chicken leg today to make them run faster."

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean.

The internet in China is in an uproar because of a TV series.

The popularity of "Chinese Paladin 3" skyrocketed.

Several newcomers under Shishiba Culture have seen their fame rise rapidly.

But in Wang Jinhua's office, this woman, known in the industry as the godmother.

He was staring at the ratings curve, laughing like a child.

"Sister Wang, is it really necessary?"

"It's just a variety show."

The deputy looked at the computer screen, puzzled.

The above shows the premiere data for "Happy Comedians".

This variety show is hosted by Zhao Benshan and brings together the top comedy groups in China.

This format was a game-changer in the mainland Chinese television industry in 2009.

The premiere episode garnered a viewership rating of over 3%, sparking widespread discussion online.

Wang Jinhua put down the financial report in her hand and gently tapped the gold-rimmed glasses on the table.

"You don't understand, the idea for this show came from Xiaochen."

He said that ordinary people are living a hard life now, and they need a place where they can laugh openly and honestly.

"Look at the company's current stock price; every fluctuation is a testament to that child's foresight."

She remembered what Xiao Chen looked like when he was three years old.

Back then, he was incredibly handsome, yet his maturity was heartbreaking.

He calls himself Aunt Hua, but he always helps her make decisions at crucial moments.

"He is my God of Wealth, and also the savior of the entertainment industry."

Wang Jinhua sighed, her tone full of pride.

Meanwhile, the New Zealand film crew...

Xiao Chen had already put on that snow-white elven robe.

The wig cascaded down her shoulders, its silver strands shimmering like moonlight under the light.

He held a longbow in his hand and stood on a man-made hillside.

In front of the camera, he is the aloof and immaculate Legolas.

Behind the scenes, he is a powerful financial tycoon who can manipulate events at will.

"Xiao! Are you ready?"

Peter shouted into the walkie-talkie.

Xiao Chen didn't speak, but just looked at the camera, his eyes instantly becoming sharp and deep.

That was the gaze of a warrior, and also the gaze of an ambitious person.

"Click!"

"Perfect!"

Peter excitedly waved his fist.

Back in the RV, Xiao Chen lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it.

The taste of nicotine helps him stay absolutely calm.

He opened his notebook and wrote a sentence on the last page of the script for "A Little Reunion".

"Life has no rehearsals, but we can act like geniuses."

My phone vibrated.

It was a text message from Dilraba.

"Brother Xiaochen, I'm going back to school!"

"That photo... could you please ask my mom to delete it?"

This was followed by a series of angry emojis.

Xiao Chen's slender fingers moved rapidly across the screen.

"Deleting it is impossible; I've already set it as my wallpaper."

After sending it, he could even imagine the little girl thousands of miles away jumping up and down in frustration.

as predicted.

When Dilraba saw Xiao Chen's reply, she immediately screamed in embarrassment and anger.

But more than embarrassment and annoyance, there was a sweet, secret joy in my heart.