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

The New Zealand sun was still shining brightly, filtering through the dense foliage and falling on Xiao Chen's face, a face that could captivate anyone.

He extinguished the cigarette between his fingers.

As she stood up, the hem of her elven robe swept across the grass, and her otherworldly aura captivated the extras in the distance.

Director Peter jogged over, beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Xiao, your efficiency has accelerated my progress by half a month."

Peter smiled like a child who had received candy.

He knew better than anyone that this young man from the East was an invincible war god in front of the camera.

Outside the film set, he is a mastermind who plans meticulously.

Xiao Chen patted him on the shoulder.

"Peter, there's a godmother back home urging me to go back. This part of the footage must be cleared today."

The godmother he referred to was naturally Wang Jinhua.

Peter shrugged, his eyes full of concession.

"You're the best actor, you call the shots. Even if you wanted to go back to Mars right now, I'd still give you a rocket."

Everyone in the crew knew that Peter even changed the shooting order in order to keep Xiao Chen on the set.

Even the top Hollywood stars might not enjoy this kind of treatment.

But for Xiao Chen, this was just an ordinary transaction.

At 3 PM, the last close-up shot was completed.

Xiao Chen took off his elf armor.

In the mirror after removing his makeup, his face lost its aloofness and regained the vigor and spirit unique to an eighteen-year-old.

This is the face that drives the whole world crazy.

The assistant director shouted from behind.

"Xiao! Don't forget you have more scenes later!"

"Remember to come back!"

Xiao Chen waved and walked briskly towards the nanny van.

"Let me finish playing that unlucky guy lurking in the shadows first."

Private planes weave through the clouds.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on his knee.

He repeatedly sketched Yu Zecheng's outline in his mind.

That's a role where you need to hide all your sharpness behind thick glasses.

Ordinary, mundane, even a bit timid.

His current net worth exceeds 100 million.

The company behind him, Shishiba Culture, has long since become the dominant force in the domestic entertainment industry thanks to his brilliant moves.

More than ten hours later, at Yanjing Airport.

Wang Jinhua personally picked them up at the airport.

This entertainment industry matriarch was dressed in a well-tailored suit, her eyes filled with the joy of reunion.

"My God of Wealth, you've finally come back!"

Wang Jinhua grabbed Xiao Chen and hugged him tightly.

Xiao Chen chuckled and whispered in her ear.

"Aunt Hua, if you keep tightening it, your God of Wealth will die."

Wang Jinhua released her grip and carefully examined him.

"You've gotten a bit darker and thinner. Looks like those foreign devils from New Zealand have really put you through a lot of trouble."

Xiao Chen pursed his lips.

"I mainly miss my mom's slow-cooked soup."

The car sped towards the "Lurking" film crew.

Wang Jinhua handed over a stack of documents.

"All the actors are here, except for you, Yu Zecheng."

"However, Xiao Chen, Aunt Hua has to remind you that many of the actors in this drama are veteran actors."

"They are both curious and critical of you, the world's best actor."

Xiao Chen took the documents and casually flipped through two pages.

"I understand. It does sound like a fantasy to have an 18-year-old Best Actor playing a middle-aged secret agent."

He closed the folder and looked out the window at the rapidly receding street scene.

But aren't geniuses meant to shatter the impossible?

Xiao Chen was confident.

The film set was bustling with people.

The prestigious signboard of Shishiba Culture hangs in the most conspicuous place.

The producer, the executive director, and a group of supporting actors who had already finished their costume fittings were huddled together whispering.

"Honestly, with Xiao Chen's looks, I have no problem casting him as Legolas, and I'd even accept him as Jack."

A middle-aged actor playing a supporting role lowered his voice.

"If it's left over, then it's done?"

"That was just an ordinary-looking office worker. Xiao Chen is just too devilishly handsome!"

The people next to him nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, the moment that face appeared, it would be strange if the head of the secret service didn't stare at him."

Being too handsome can sometimes be a sin.

As they were talking, Wang Jinhua's van came to a smooth stop.

Everyone immediately fell silent, their expressions changing to one of respect and anticipation.

The moment Xiao Chen got out of the car, several suppressed gasps rang out from the crowd.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt.

The sunlight shone on his divine features, making them appear to glow.

This visual impact was so overwhelming that even those in the industry who were used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women felt breathless.

"Hello, Teacher Xiao!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Actor Xiao!"

Greetings rose and fell in waves.

As Xiao Chen walked, he nodded and smiled at the crew members on both sides.

When he smiles, there's a childlike purity in his eyes.

This contrast made many female staff members blush.

"You're too kind, teachers. Just call me Xiao Chen."

Xiao Chen spoke humbly, showing no airs of a top superstar.

This put the previously somewhat apprehensive group at ease.

Director Jiang Wei walked over and shook Xiao Chen's hand.

"Xiao Chen, you've seen through the script, haven't you?"

Xiao Chen blinked.

"Director, I think Yu Zecheng's glasses should be paired with a more rustic-looking frame."

Jiang Wei was taken aback.

"You mean...?"

Xiao Chen left a sentence and turned to go into the dressing room.

"How can you infiltrate if you don't hide yourself?"

The crew waited for Xiao Chen to come out after her makeup was done.

They never imagined that Xiao Chen's handsome face could be made up to look so plain.

He also had to put on makeup to look like a middle-aged man.

Just based on that kind of temperament, it's impossible for anyone to resemble him.

Time passed second by second.

half an hour.

One hour.

The people waiting outside were getting a little anxious.

"Why aren't you out yet?"

"Was the makeup artist stumped by Xiao Chen's beauty?"

Someone made a joke.

"I guess they're struggling with how to preserve his good looks, since his face is all about viewership ratings."

Wang Jinhua sat calmly in the rattan chair.

She knows Xiao Chen too well.

This kid is sure to give everyone a big surprise.

Just then, the wooden door to the dressing room creaked open.

A man came out.

He was wearing a wrinkled gray Zhongshan suit.

Her hair was styled in a stiff, three-seven part.

A pair of thick, unfashionable round-framed glasses sat on the bridge of his nose.

His shoulders hunched slightly inward.

When walking, his strides are small, making him appear somewhat cautious.

Even his once deep and sharp eyes now appeared somewhat cloudy and dull.

He walked up to the crowd without saying a word.

He simply pushed up his glasses in silence.

Then, he bowed slightly to director Jiang Wei.

"Director, I am Yu Zecheng."

That voice was no longer the clear and bright one of an eighteen-year-old boy.

Instead, it carries a hoarse and dignified quality, as if life has smoothed out its rough edges.

The entire room fell silent.

The supporting actors, who had been gossiping just moments before, all stared wide-eyed.

? ? ? ?

No child?

What's with the magic of turning people into real ones?