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

Xiao Chen was caught off guard by this unexpected blind date and was left speechless. He quickly waved his hand.

"Thank you, Auntie, thank you for your kindness."

"No need for that, really no need."

He thanked them while greeting Leslie Cheung and the others who were still in a daze.

"Brother, Sister Mei, come help me carry this."

The three of them then snapped out of their daze and hurriedly stepped forward to accept the various ingredients handed to them by the women.

It felt heavy in my hands, and even heavier in my heart.

As they watched Xiao Chen, surrounded by middle-aged women, handling the situation with ease and beaming smiles, only one thought crossed their minds.

Is this kid some kind of prodigy?

Singing a song and dancing together not only solved the dinner problem.

Judging by this, we have enough ingredients for the next three days!

The most outrageous thing is that he almost got married too!

After saying goodbye to the reluctant aunties, the four of them, carrying bags of ingredients, set off on their way back to the Mushroom House.

The cameramen from the production crew carried their equipment and silently followed behind, each of them looking as if they had seen a ghost.

Can you do this?

Can you really do this on a variety show?

Instead of following the show's script, he went directly to the people and used his talent and personal charm to solve all the problems.

This is simply a game-changer for other variety shows in China!

……

Inside the Mushroom House, in the production crew's temporary monitoring room, the atmosphere had frozen to a freezing point.

The director stared at the monitor showing Xiao Chen and his team returning with a full load, his hand gripping the walkie-talkie so tightly it almost crushed.

"It's over."

The screenwriter slumped into a chair, his eyes vacant.

"The core gameplay of exchanging labor for ingredients was painstakingly designed by the program."

"He broke me within the first hour of the first day."

"And it's so thoroughly broken that... it's impossible to criticize it."

The assistant director said with a bitter face.

"Yes, what can we say?"

"He says he can't interact with the villagers? This is a life experience program!"

"Saying he can't dance? That was a talent show, a way for him to connect with the villagers!"

"Saying that villagers can't give him gifts? That would make our production team seem so heartless!"

Every step is reasonable and logical.

But when combined, they completely undermined the foundation of the show.

The director remained silent for a long time, then picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table and took a big gulp.

"Emergency meeting!"

He slammed his hand on the table, a flame of frustration and excitement burning in his eyes.

"All key personnel, call a meeting now, immediately!"

"I refuse to believe that our top-notch production team can't beat a mere nineteen-year-old!"

"Rewrite the rules! Adjust the program's direction! We must take back the initiative!"

The monitoring room was in complete chaos.

No matter how good Xiao Chen is at acting.

This program was planned by Xiao Chen.

But when it comes to variety shows, they don't believe that a greenhorn can really lead them astray!

Meanwhile, outside the courtyard, Xiao Chen and the others had already entered the Mushroom House.

Leslie Cheung put the fish in his hand into the bucket, looked at Xiao Chen, and shook his head with a helpless yet amused expression.

"Xiao Chen, I'm really impressed by you."

Mei Yanfang placed the vegetables on the kitchen counter, looked around at the abundant ingredients, and sighed with admiration.

"What on earth is going on in your head?"

"They can even write a song like 'The Most Dazzling Ethnic Trend'."

Xiao Chen just smiled, picked up the fine piece of pork belly, and rinsed it under the tap.

"Eating is the most important thing."

Dilraba, like a little fangirl, sidled up to Xiao Chen, her eyes sparkling.

"Brother Xiao Chen, you're amazing!"

"I was so worried!"

At this moment, Stephen Chow, who initially called and ordered the "Heartbreak Rice," probably never imagined that...

His unintentional act unexpectedly brought out Xiao Chen, a bug who doesn't play by the rules.

This also completely changed the course of the show.

A rural life that should have been filled with hard work and toil.

Under Xiao Chen's influence, things took a turn from day one that no one could have predicted.

A unique direction filled with delicious food and fun.

As for the debt owed by the production team, they had long forgotten about it.

However, although the problem of ingredients was solved, a new problem arose once again.

Inside the courtyard.

The grass carp in the bucket were blowing bubbles.

The stove was piled high with fresh, green vegetables.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the slightly dilapidated wooden house, casting a warm orange glow on the upturned tiles.

Leslie Cheung, Anita Mui, Dilraba Dilmurat.

Three pairs of eyes were fixed on the stove.

silence.

Dead silence.

Mei Yanfang crossed her arms over her chest, looking at the pork belly on the cutting board and then at the iron pot above, her brows furrowed into a tight knot.

"How... do we do this?"

She was the first to break the deadlock.

Those eyes, which shone brightly on the stage, were now filled with confusion.

Leslie Cheung rubbed his temples helplessly.

He looked at the live fish thrashing in the bucket, his slender fingers resting somewhat helplessly on the edge of the stove.

Cooking is definitely something this superstar has no knowledge of.

Dilraba stood pitifully to the side.

She's only sixteen years old, the perfect age for gluttony.

At this moment, she rubbed her stomach and muttered softly.

"The guest specifically requested the 'Heartbreak Rice'."

How do you roast char siu?

How do you cut an onion?

"The kind that makes you want to cry."

After hearing this, Leslie Cheung couldn't help but chuckle.

He patted Dilraba's head.

"Girl, don't even mention the 'Heartbreak Rice'."

"If we can even start this fire and cook a pot of white rice, I'll consider ourselves quite capable."

Everyone's gaze instinctively fell on Xiao Chen.

At this moment, Xiao Chen was rolling up the sleeves of his white shirt.

The exposed arm had smooth lines and was dazzlingly white in the setting sun.

He was only nineteen years old.

Everyone in the industry knows that top agent Wang Jinhua treats him like her own son.

The two were as close as mother and son.

His mother, Ye Huimei, is a woman of great happiness that everyone in the industry envies.

How could a rich young master who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and grew up in the spotlight possibly cook?

Leslie Cheung sighed.

"Forget it, expecting Xiao Chen to cook is like expecting pigs to fly."

"He probably doesn't even know which way the kitchen door faces."

Anita Mui nodded in deep agreement.

"Xiao Chen's face is born to be served."

"Alright, brother, let's just grit our teeth and go for it."

"At worst, I'll cook a terrible meal and poison that picky eater who insists on eating this 'Heartbreak Rice'."

Anita Mui rolled up her sleeves with a bold gesture.

She walked to the stove and reached out to touch the large, black iron pot.

then.

She froze.

"So... shouldn't there be a fire under the pot?"

Leslie Cheung also came over.

He looked at the empty stove, with a few damp pieces of firewood scattered around it.

There is no natural gas.

There is no induction cooker.

There wasn't even a stove.

"In rural areas, you need to chop firewood to start a fire when you use a large stove."