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

Wang Jinhua acted swiftly and decisively.

The entire Shishiba Culture team is working at full speed to prepare for this S+ level variety show.

Xiao Chen, the one who started all of this, was already too busy to even have a moment to spare.

The Avatar crew.

Xiao Chen had just come out of the motion capture studio, removed his sensing equipment, and took a towel from his assistant to wipe his sweat.

Beside him, Andy Lau, also covered in sweat, unscrewed a bottle of water and gulped down most of it.

"Ah Chen, your stamina is really not human."

Liu Dehua, panting, looked at Xiao Chen, whose expression remained unchanged, and felt genuine admiration.

To film this Chinese version of Avatar, they have undergone more than three months of intensive physical and action training here. The high-intensity training would be enough to make any tough guy bleed, but Xiao Chen seems to have no limits.

Xiao Chen smiled and draped the towel around his neck.

"Brother Hua, I'm used to it."

"Want to have dinner together tonight?"

Andy Lau waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no."

"I need to go back and work on that Pandora dialogue again; it's too difficult to pronounce."

"Go ahead and do your work. I heard today is the finale of 'The Voice of China'?"

Xiao Chen nodded and picked up his phone to check the time.

"Yes, the last episode."

In Los Angeles at dawn, it is daytime in China.

He was about to board a private plane bound for Los Angeles.

He seamlessly transitioned from a Na'vi on Pandora to a mentor on the finals of The Voice.

For the past few months, he has been flying back and forth between film crews and TV show recording locations, and even his iron body has begun to feel fatigued.

But when he thought of the guys in his team, his eyes lit up again.

Meanwhile, at the recording site of the final of "The Voice of America" ​​in Los Angeles, the atmosphere was already on the verge of boiling over.

As the world's top music talent show, tonight's grand finale has attracted worldwide attention.

However, this year is different from previous years.

The biggest highlight tonight is not the talented players from the United States.

Instead, it was a team composed entirely of singers from China, led by a mentor from China.

On the judges' panel, country music king Blake lowered his voice and turned to ask Katy Perry next to him.

"Hey Katie, do you think Shaw has a chance tonight?"

Katie's face, adorned with exquisite makeup, held a complex expression.

She shrugged.

"Blake, I don't know."

"Reason tells me that on the American stage, the champion cannot be a foreigner."

"But...that's Xiao."

"You never know what miracles that man will create."

Adam, the lead singer of Maroon 5, sitting on the other side, stared at the stage with a serious expression.

His team also has a strong player who has made it to the finals and is the strongest contender for this year's championship.

But I don't know why.

Looking at the seat opposite the mentors, which belonged to Xiao Chen, he felt uneasy.

That Eastern man displayed exceptional vision and courage from the very beginning of the auditions.

When everyone thought he would choose contestants who were good at singing in English in order to cater to the American market...

He did the opposite and gave all the spots to singers from China.

Deng Ziqi, Phoenix Legend, Mao Buyi, Li Ronghao, Zhang Liangying, Yuan Yawei...

These names were as unfamiliar as a string of gibberish to American viewers at the beginning of the show.

The internet is full of ridicule and skepticism.

"A Chinese person leading a group of Chinese people to participate in 'The Voice'?"

"My God, what kind of international joke is this?"

"Can they sing English songs? Are they going to sing entirely in Chinese? Who can understand that?"

"Isn't Xiao Chen too arrogant? Does he think this is the stage of the Dragon Kingdom?"

However, as the show progressed, these doubts diminished, replaced by waves of amazement.

Every contestant is remarkable.

Not to mention G.E.M.'s powerful high notes that seem to pierce through the skull.

And the unique, yet inexplicably addictive, musical style of Phoenix Legend.

Xiao Chen fulfilled his responsibility as a mentor by purchasing the most suitable song copyrights for them and inviting a Grammy-level live band.

He never forced them to change their style to cater to the market.

Instead, they polished their most shining qualities to make them shine even brighter.

Now, on the stage of the finals, out of the six seats, Xiao Chen's Dragon Team has boldly occupied three of them!

Deng Ziqi, Phoenix Legend, Mao Buyi.

This result has thoroughly slapped the faces of all those who doubted them.

The world's media and audiences went crazy, feeling both incredulous and secretly expectant.

But most people, especially American viewers, still harbor a stubborn sense of pride.

What good is it if you sing well?

This is the United States.

champion.

It has to be an American!

The recording of the finals has officially begun.

Just then, the lights dimmed, and the host walked onto the stage and shouted in a loud voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the annual grand finale of The Voice!"

"Now, let's give a warm round of applause to our four super mentors!"

The spotlight shone on Katie, Blake, and Adam in turn.

The audience erupted in thunderous applause.

Finally, a beam of light shone on the red swivel chair that had been empty for a long time.

A figure appeared out of thin air and quietly took a seat.

He wore a well-tailored black suit, which made his already stunningly handsome face even more breathtaking.

He simply sat there quietly, without making any extra movements, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

It's Xiao Chen.

He arrived.

The screams at the scene were so loud they almost lifted the roof off.

Countless fans held up light sticks and chanted his name wildly.

Xiao Chen nodded slightly at the camera.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"I assure you all, tonight will be a night to remember."

Adam's heart sank even further for no apparent reason.

The competition has officially begun.

According to the order of the draw, Mao Buyi was the first to go on stage.

When this young man, wearing black-rimmed glasses and looking somewhat shy and introverted, walked onto the stage.

There were still some whispers from the audience.

On such a glamorous stage, his appearance was so ordinary, just like any other passerby on the street.

He sat down in the center of the stage with his guitar in his arms, and spoke softly into the microphone.

"Hello everyone, I am Mao Buyi."

"The next song was written for me by my mentor, Mr. Xiao Chen."

The song is called "The Nameless Man".

The scene erupted in uproar.

Original songs?

Was it written by Xiao Chen?

Everyone stared wide-eyed, including the three mentors.

They knew Xiao Chen had promised to write songs for the finalists, but they never expected that he would actually do it!

And this happened during such a busy schedule!