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

In the afternoon in Los Angeles, sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows of the recording studio, casting shimmering gold-like patterns on the judges' seats.

Xiao Chen leaned back lazily in the leather swivel chair, his long legs crossed, and the top two buttons of his black shirt collar undone.

That face, hailed by global media as "a face kissed by God," is flawless even under high-definition lenses.

Even though he was just idly twirling his pen, the screams from the audience never stopped.

The host, Carson, walked onto the stage with a microphone, his tone somewhat sarcastic.

"Shaw, are your standards for beauty even stricter than those of the Oscar judges?"

After the first episode aired, Xiao Chen's team only had a pitiful three people.

G.E.M. (Deng Ziqi), along with the duo Phoenix Legend.

Even the duo Phoenix Legend can only be considered as one member.

They all had faces from the Dragon Kingdom, with black hair and yellow skin.

Meanwhile, Katy Perry, Blake, and Adam next door had already reaped considerable rewards and were showing off with great satisfaction.

"Chen, are you planning to break your 'Dragon Kingdom Barrier' this time?"

Katie turned her head to the side, blinking her big, glittery eyes as if to tease him.

Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow, tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, and had a faint smile on his lips.

"I like listening to my hometown dialect, is that strange?"

His voice was magnetic and clear, sounding like a top-quality cello playing across silk.

The host paused for a moment, then loudly pressed for an answer.

"So, you're still only recruiting members from China this time?"

Xiao Chen nodded calmly, his eyes revealing an undeniable composure.

"Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Chinese international student audience erupted in cheers that seemed to lift the roof off.

"Xiao Chen! Awesome!"

"Brother Chen, it has to be you again!"

He expressed that inherent arrogance and pride in the gentlest way.

Adam spread his hands out exaggeratedly and shrugged at the camera.

"Okay, it seems we don't need to worry about competing with this movie star for her."

The recording officially began, and this year's American contestants truly demonstrated terrifying dominance.

She sang a variety of soul, rock, and country folk music, and her voice was so good that the judges turned around frequently.

Xiao Chen, however, stood like a perfect sculpture, arms crossed, only occasionally offering a few insightful comments.

"The technique is good, but the relationship is like fast food from a convenience store."

"Your high notes are steady, but I can't hear your soul."

He spoke very little, but every word he uttered precisely hit the contestants' sore spots.

Although the American audience below the stage found him picky, looking at his face, they couldn't muster any anger.

Being handsome really does allow you to do whatever you want.

Whenever an Eastern contestant came on stage, the entire audience would subconsciously look at Xiao Chen.

Unfortunately, the performances of the contestants from the East this time were mediocre; some even sang off-key due to nervousness before they even opened their mouths.

Compared to those loud American voices who practiced their singing in church from a young age, it does seem somewhat inferior.

The number of team spots for the other three mentors kept decreasing, while the chair behind Xiao Chen remained empty.

Blake turned his head, his tone filled with undisguised sympathy.

"Xiao, is your chair broken?"

Xiao Chen chuckled softly, tapping his fingers on his thigh in rhythm.

"The best stuff is sitting at the bottom; I'm not in a hurry."

His nonchalant demeanor actually made the production team nervous.

As the recording of the entire episode drew to a close, Xiao Chen surprisingly didn't choose a single person.

Before the recording ended, Adam couldn't resist coming over and adding insult to injury.

"Xiao, aren't you panicking?"

Xiao Chen stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked at the camera.

"Fortunately, I believe in fate."

Everyone thought he was just putting on a brave face.

After all, the disadvantages of the Chinese players were too obvious when playing on the home turf of the United States.

However, when the first episode of The Voice was officially broadcast globally, the tide turned.

If the previous drama "Lurking" showed domestic audiences the pinnacle of Xiao Chen's acting skills...

His mentorship on The Voice of China showcased his musical dominance to the world.

His rendition of "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" on stage completely ignited the internet.

This rock spirit that transcends language gave countless foreigners goosebumps listening to it on their computers.

"Although I don't understand Chinese, I felt that sense of freedom!"

"This Chinese man who plays Jack has the soul of a dragon residing within him!"

International public opinion is escalating rapidly, and Xiao Chen's popularity is sweeping the globe at an unprecedented speed.

In China, the deeper meaning behind this song brought tears to the eyes of all musicians.

The discussion on Weibo is so heated that it's almost crashing the servers.

"He only hires Chinese people in the US; he's standing up for our own people!"

"Watching Brother Chen fight alone on the mentor's seat, I really wanted to cry."

"Stop talking! I didn't go to the audition back then, and I want to slap myself for it!"

Many established singers have spoken out, regretting that they couldn't support Xiao Chen.

There have been many sarcastic remarks from the international community, mocking Xiao Chen for prioritizing sentiment over reason and failing to recruit enough people.

At this moment, Xiao Chen had no time to pay attention to all these disturbances.

He was sitting in first class on a flight to China, holding the script for "A Little Reunion" in his hand.

Agent Wang Jinhua handed over a glass of warm water, her eyes full of heartache.

"Xiao Chen, you rushed back to the film set right after recording the show. How can your body handle that?"

Xiao Chen took the water, took a sip, and smiled like a friendly boy next door.

"Aunt Hua, I'm only eighteen years old, the perfect age to be energetic."

Wang Jinhua sighed and covered him with the blanket.

"You're a top-tier movie star worth hundreds of millions, not a laborer toiling away."

Xiao Chen replied sweetly and then closed his eyes to rest.

"Okay, Aunt Hua, I'm going to sleep for a while."

Wang Jinhua sighed and didn't say anything more.

The filming pace after returning to Beijing was as fast as a war, and Xiao Chen was like a different person once he joined the crew.

On the set of "A Little Reunion", he was no longer an Oscar-winning actor, but just an ordinary high school student.

To meet the deadline, he slept only four hours a day.

On the day filming wrapped, the entire crew erupted in cheers.

Director Wang Jun is planning to throw a lavish wrap party.

Leslie Cheung walked over with a smile, patted the back of his head, his refined demeanor tinged with a hint of weariness.

"Xiao Chen, we're not leaving until we're completely drunk tonight!"

"You're eighteen now, you can drink with me and Amei."

Xiao Chen glanced at his watch, a look of apology on his face.

"Brother, I really can't go. I have to catch a flight to the US to record a new episode."

The smiles on everyone's faces froze for a moment.

At this moment, Anita Mui also came over.

"Are we going to fight those foreign devils over there again?"

"I watched the last episode, it was quite interesting."

Xiao Chen winked playfully.

"It's not a contest of magic, it's a missionary mission."

"Let them experience the baptism of Chinese dragon culture."

Beside him, Leslie Cheung laughed heartily, then his expression turned serious, and he patted Xiao Chen's shoulder heavily.