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

The first thing that catches the eye is Anita Mui's smiling eyes.

She was dressed in casual loungewear, yet her unique charm was still undeniable.

Leslie Cheung also put down his chopsticks and looked at them with his usual gentle smile.

Even Stephen Chow, who is usually very serious.

At this moment, he merely raised his chin slightly, his eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny, but without any displeasure.

Deng Chao and Huang Xiaoming immediately became even more reserved.

They are just newcomers in the entertainment industry, and cannot even be called celebrities yet.

These individuals, if picked out at random, are figures who could shake the entire Chinese music and film industry with a stomp of their feet.

Especially since they weren't completely famous back in 2010.

At this moment, facing these entertainment industry legends, they even became careful with their breathing.

My mind raced, trying to figure out how to greet him. Should I bow at a 90-degree angle, or should I say "Hello, teacher"?

Just as the two were at a loss, Sister Fang walked over with light steps.

Her smile was gentle, and the light in her eyes seemed to melt away all tension.

"Oh, isn't that Xiao Deng and Xiao Huang?"

"Come in, come in! Are you starving?"

She warmly took Deng Chao's arm, her movements natural and friendly, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

This unexpected warmth made Deng Chao's heart flutter, and he blushed, somewhat at a loss for words.

Huang Xiaoming was also stunned.

He had expected to be met with a cold reception, or at least a polite but distant greeting, but to his surprise, Sister Mei came to greet him personally.

Leslie Cheung also came over, and he patted Huang Xiaoming on the shoulder with a smile, his eyes full of kindness as if they could speak.

"Don't just stand there, quickly put your luggage away, wash your hands and get ready to eat."

"Xiao Chen's cooking skills are superb. You two are in for a treat today."

Leslie Cheung's voice has a unique magnetism, gentle yet penetrating, making people feel as if they are bathed in a spring breeze.

Stephen Chow finally put down his chopsticks and slowly walked over.

Although he didn't say much, the slightly upturned corners of his mouth seemed to carry a hint of a smile.

He simply nodded to the two of them, then pointed to the table full of dishes in the yard, indicating that they should hurry up and wash their hands.

This simple gesture was already a great honor for Deng Chao and Huang Xiaoming.

They felt as if they were sleepwalking, overwhelmed by the sudden enthusiasm, and momentarily speechless, unsure of what to say.

All that remained were repeated nods and indistinct thank yous.

Meanwhile, Dilraba was still in the kitchen helping Xiao Chen serve dishes.

She couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Deng Chao and Huang Xiaoming's reserved yet excited expressions.

"Brother Xiao Chen, look at those two older brothers, they look so happy!"

She tilted her head, her big eyes sparkling with innocent curiosity.

Xiao Chen was holding a bowl of freshly cooked spicy crayfish when he heard this, and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips.

He glanced meaningfully at Deng Chao and Huang Xiaoming, who were already being warmly welcomed in the courtyard, and said softly.

"Have fun, have fun, laugh more now."

He gently placed the bowl on the table, and the spicy and savory aroma instantly became even stronger.

"They won't be laughing tomorrow."

His nonchalant tone left Dilraba somewhat confused.

But she trusted Xiao Chen very much; she was sure what he said made sense.

The food has been served one after another.

Deng Chao and Huang Xiaoming, disregarding their exhaustion, quickly put their luggage away.

I quickly washed my hands at a tap and then jogged back to the yard.

They dared not slack off and took the initiative to offer their help.

The dishes on the table today are even more plentiful than yesterday's, and the jars of rice wine exude a rich aroma that whets the appetite.

The beer-braised duck simmered in the casserole, steaming hot, while the steamed fish was drizzled with boiling oil, its skin curling slightly as the aroma of garlic and soy sauce was instantly released.

The braised chicken has a bright red color, and you can tell at a glance that it's cooked to perfection.

The most eye-catching dish was a large bowl of spicy crayfish, bright red and topped with bright green cilantro; just looking at it made one's mouth water.

These main dishes are already dazzling, not to mention the refreshing and delicious vegetarian dishes placed on the side.

Everyone sat around the large wooden table in the courtyard, their appetites whetted by the delicious food laid out on it.

The most flattered were naturally Huang Xiaoming and Deng Chao.

They were directly seated in the main seats by Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung.

The two were so frightened that they waved their hands repeatedly, their faces filled with fear and trepidation.

"No, no, no, Sister Mei, Brother Zhang, we can't sit here! We can't sit here!"

Deng Chao was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead. This was the main seat! How could he let the two newcomers sit here?

To everyone's surprise, Leslie Cheung smiled and waved his hand, a smile that carried a deeper meaning.

"Sit down, sit down."

Stephen Chow also spoke up, though his tone was calm, it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Sit down."

Both of them looked at Deng Chao and Huang Xiaoming with a mischievous smile on their faces.

Deng Chao and Huang Xiaoming exchanged a glance, feeling that something was amiss.

That smile, that tone, it all sounds like... there's some kind of conspiracy.

They even felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were being stared at by some malicious gaze.

But as two newcomers, they dared not disobey since several big names had told them to sit.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and obediently sit down in the main seat.

But in his heart he was wondering, what on earth is this production team up to?

Is this a prank on the newcomers?

After some laughter and commotion, everyone finally started eating.

Today, Leslie Cheung, Dilraba Dilmurat, and Stephen Chow are truly a "tree-planting trio".

They toiled under the scorching afternoon sun, working themselves to the bone, but only managed to plant four trees.

At this moment, all three of them were on the verge of exhaustion and were starving.

Looking at the table full of fragrant food in front of me, how could I resist?

Sister Fang took good care of them and was the first to serve them a piece of braised chicken.

Leslie Cheung gracefully accepted the gift, then picked up a piece of fish and placed it in Dilraba's bowl.

Stephen Chow then reached out and grabbed a large piece of beer-braised duck.

Everyone picked up their chopsticks and began to enjoy the sumptuous dinner.

Dilraba's gaze lingered on the bowl of spicy crayfish.

The vibrant red color and rich aroma were an irresistible temptation for a little girl.

She reached out, ready to grab the fattest crayfish.

"Dilraba, don't eat that crayfish."

Xiao Chen's voice suddenly rang out.

Dilraba's hand froze in mid-air as she looked at Xiao Chen with some confusion.

Xiao Chen had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were full of mischief.

"I think I poured too much wine when I made it."