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

The sunlight stretched the dirt road at the village entrance into a long shadow. Xiao Chen walked at the front, his pace unhurried, exuding an air of leisurely ease.

It was early summer in 2010, and the air still carried the scent of earth and grass.

Yang Mi followed behind, staring at the tall, slender figure in front of her, her mind filled with unease.

She always felt that Xiao Chen was up to no good.

At the age of nineteen, he was worth hundreds of millions, had won a Grammy, and had been awarded the Best Actor Oscar.

Such a resume would be legendary anywhere, yet he happens to have a face that could make a woman fall in love at first sight.

That cool yet slightly roguish look, with a gentle yet sharp edge, is simply a gift from God when He created him.

Even if he was just wearing the simplest black vest and work pants.

Standing in this dilapidated little mountain village, he looked no different from a celestial being who had mistakenly entered the mortal world.

"Xiao Chen, are you sure those old ladies won't eat us?"

Yang Mi ran a few steps and approached Xiao Chen, her fox-like eyes full of vigilance.

Liu Shishi and Tang Yan also surrounded him from the left and right, the three girls forming a tight encirclement, trapping the all-around movie star in the middle.

They had just overheard Mei Yanfang and Dilraba mention that the village aunties were very hospitable.

Last time, they almost couldn't handle it.

Xiao Chen turned his head, raised an eyebrow, and revealed an extremely bright smile.

"Sister Mimi, those aunties were just being hospitable, how can you call that cannibalism?"

His voice was clear and bright, with a touch of the magnetism unique to young people.

"Besides, with me standing in front of you, what are you afraid of?"

The three women were stunned by the laughter.

Tsk, it was this face that saved his life, otherwise, given his irritating tone, he would have definitely gotten a beating.

After walking for a few minutes, we arrived at the open space at the entrance of the village.

From afar, a deafeningly rhythmic sound rushed towards us.

"...You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky, let me keep you with my heart!"

The loud speakers made my skin tremble.

A dozen or so middle-aged women dressed in bright red silk clothes and green silk belts around their waists were dancing enthusiastically.

Xiao Chen paused, his smile deepening.

This is the "legacy" he left behind from his last recording of a TV show. Little did he know that "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Trend" has already taken over this village.

"Hey! Xiao Chen's here!"

The middle-aged woman leading the group had sharp eyes. With a twist of her waist, she snapped her large red fan shut with a "snap," her voice louder than a stereo.

With a whoosh, all the middle-aged women who were dancing stopped.

The scene was just like a group of young girls meeting their idol.

"Oh my, it really is Xiao Chen! Let me see, you've lost weight again!"

"The baijiu you gave me last time, your aunt still has some left at home, I'll bring you two more jars later!"

"Xiao Chen, we've practiced that dance you taught us last time so well, I'm the best in the whole village!"

The older women swarmed around Xiao Chen, completely surrounding him.

Some pinched his cheeks, some tugged at his sleeves, and others pretended to stuff freshly cooked sweet potatoes into his pockets.

Xiao Chen didn't dodge, but smiled like a flower, her words as sweet as honey.

"Aunt Zhang, you look better and better. You don't look fifty at all. You could easily pass for thirty."

"Aunt Li, that wine is delicious, but it's too strong. My brother and sister slept for a whole day when they went back last time."

The "brother and sister" he mentioned were naturally Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui, who were following behind.

These two legendary figures in the music and film industries were standing not far away, smiling broadly.

Leslie Cheung was dressed in simple casual clothes, his eyes full of doting affection.

Anita Mui embraced 16-year-old Dilraba and whispered private words to her.

Tang Yan stared in shock at the middle-aged women surrounding Xiao Chen.

I was quite surprised.

Over the years, I've seen plenty of gossip in newspapers and seen fans greeting people at the airport, but I've never seen someone be pampered like this by a group of middle-aged women.

Liu Shishi narrowed her eyes slightly, watching Xiao Chen move with ease through the crowd.

It seems that Xiao Chen can instantly take control of the entire situation, whether facing the Grammy spotlight or these simple villagers.

That deep-seated composure was completely at odds with his deceptively youthful face.

"Ladies, hold on a minute, I've brought a 'nuclear weapon' with me today."

Xiao Chen magically pulled a laptop out of his bag and connected it to the large speakers.

"I promised you guys last time that I'd give you a really catchy song."

The older women's eyes lit up at the mention of a new dance.

"Quick, everyone, line up! Listen to Xiao Chen!"

Xiao Chen's fingers flew across the keyboard.

The intensely rhythmic electronic drum beats exploded instantly.

"I am a fiery girl, with fiery passion..."

No, wrong song, next one.

Xiao Chen chuckled and got to the point.

"I planted a seed, and it has finally grown into fruit. Today is a great day..."

The catchy melody of "Little Apple" instantly swept through the entire venue.

The old lady's eyes lit up when she heard the new song.

This melody.

This rhythm.

And the lyrics are just right.

It's perfect for letting them let loose in the village square!

Seeing how happy the older women were, Xiao Chen didn't hesitate. He told them to quickly line up and then spoke.

"Aunties, hurry up and follow me, I'll teach you right away!"

Xiao Chen stood at the very front, his posture upright and his movements fluid.

Instead of dancing complicated street dance, he chose the most down-to-earth and emotionally engaging square dance steps.

"You are my little apple, I can never love you enough..."

Three big stars, Yang Mi, Liu Shishi, and Tang Yan, just watched helplessly as that Oscar-winning actor led a group of middle-aged women in dancing to a brainwashing song under the setting sun.

Yet he danced so earnestly, every turn and every wave of his hand carrying a wondrous beauty.

Yang Mi rubbed her temples, her lips twitching.

"So... he jumped on?"

Dilraba, his childhood sweetheart, adapted quickly, rushing over with a grin and grabbing one of them with each hand.

"Don't just stand there, Sister Mimi, Shishi, Sister Yan! Since you're already here, why not do as the Romans do!"

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui exchanged a glance and strode into the group.

These two veteran superstars have clearly let go of their inhibitions and are dancing with more enthusiasm than anyone else.

Seeing such a big star dancing in the village square without any airs, the three girls immediately stopped being shy.

I joined in.

In no time, the empty space at the village entrance became the most expensive dance hall in the country.

The older women got tired of dancing and took a break.

Several older people gathered around, pointing and whispering about Xiao Chen.

"Xiao Chen, you're nineteen this year, right? It's time to find a boyfriend."

"That's right, our village secretary's daughter has big hips, which means she's fertile. She'll definitely give you a big, healthy son!"

An older woman grabbed Xiao Chen's hand, wishing she could arrange the marriage on the spot.

Yang Mi, who was drinking water from her water bottle, almost spat out her water.

Liu Shishi and Tang Yan's expressions were also quite varied.