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

"They headed towards town..."

The director's heart skipped a beat.

"Both cars have driven away?"

Xiao Li gave a tearful reply.

"Yes... Sister Yang Mi and the others are in the car behind..."

"I--!"

The director almost fainted on the spot because he couldn't catch his breath.

He was furious as he watched the rural scenery rushing past on the monitor.

What kind of situation is this?

During the recording of a variety show, the guests collectively "defected" and even stole the production team's most important means of transportation and filming equipment.

If this gets out, his career as the chief director will be over!

The director yelled at the staff next to him.

"Get the cars ready! Quick! Everyone get in! Let's chase!"

The veins on his neck bulged, and his face turned a deep liver color.

"Bring them back to me!"

"Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he'd better stop!"

The staff rushed frantically toward the remaining work vehicles, creating chaos at the scene.

Inside the car where the perpetrator was, however, was a completely different scene of tranquility.

Leslie Cheung sat in the passenger seat, turning his head to watch Xiao Chen skillfully maneuver the steering wheel.

In his hands, this bulky van seemed to transform into a nimble sports car, nimbly navigating the mountain roads.

He smiled, not pressing for answers, but simply admiring the fearless courage of his junior.

Mei Yanfang, however, couldn't help but chuckle. She leaned over from the back seat and gently patted Xiao Chen's seat.

"Ah Chen, are you really going to make the director sick with anger?"

Her tone was full of doting affection, without a trace of blame.

"Tell your sister the truth, where are you taking us?"

Dilraba blinked her big eyes and looked at Xiao Chen with curiosity, her little head close to his.

Xiao Chen kept his eyes straight ahead, only glancing at Mei Yanfang in the rearview mirror, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Let's go eat something delicious."

His voice was clear and crisp, without the slightest hesitation, as if there was nothing more natural and just in this world than "eating delicious food".

Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung exchanged a glance, both seeing a mixture of helplessness and amusement in each other's eyes.

This younger brother is always like this.

He usually seems so composed that he doesn't look like a young man, but once he gets playful, no one can stop him.

But they believed in him unconditionally.

The atmosphere in the other car was much more tense.

Yang Mi, Liu Shishi, and Tang Yan squeezed into the back seat, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Tang Yan asked in a low voice, her voice tinged with unease.

"MiMi, what... what's going on?"

"Xiao Chen... he's not really going to lead us on a runaway trip, is he?"

"Does this constitute a breach of contract?"

Liu Shishi also frowned, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

"The director must be furious. Are we going to get a really bad scolding when we get back?"

Yang Mi's heart was also racing, but she felt an inexplicable excitement more than anything else.

She looked out the window at the scenery rushing by, and at the taillights of the car in front of her, like a stubborn star guiding the way in the twilight.

The Xiao Chen she knew, the man who stood at the top of the world, never did anything without certainty.

His life is an unrepeatable legend.

Following him might involve facing unknown risks, but more importantly, it offers scenery that others cannot imagine.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Yang Mi gritted her teeth and instead relaxed, leaning back in her chair.

"Even if the sky falls, Xiao Chen will hold it up."

"Besides, don't you guys think... this is a bit exciting?"

Tang Yan and Liu Shishi were stunned.

Stimulate?

It seems... there is a little bit.

Compared to planting trees in the village, this unknown "elopement," which carries a hint of rebellion, did indeed give their tense nerves a strange sense of pleasure.

Just then, a piercing horn blared from behind.

The group looked back and saw an SUV chasing after them like a madman.

The driver was none other than the director, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

On a country road, a chase scene that could be described as the most bizarre "Fast and Furious" in the history of Chinese variety shows unfolded in a comical yet real way.

The atmosphere in the director's car was extremely tense.

He stared intently at the car driven by Xiao Chen ahead, his knuckles turning white from the force he exerted.

"Faster! Faster! Overtake them!"

He roared at the driver.

The cameraman sitting in the passenger seat made a bold decision at that moment.

He quietly and slowly turned the camera, which had been pointing at the scenery outside the car, around.

He aimed his guns at the furious director sitting next to him in the driver's seat.

His instincts as a variety show cameraman told him that this was the most explosive material of the night!

Are the guests and the director outwitting each other?

No, this is more like the director being pinned down and rubbed by the guests!

Just the director's face at this moment—distorted, angry, and with a hint of despair—if edited into the final cut, the ratings would absolutely explode!

The director was shouting enthusiastically when he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

He turned his head and saw the dark camera lens pointing directly at him.

"Why...why are you taking pictures of me!"

He was stunned.

The cameraman looked completely innocent.

"Director, I feel that your emotions right now... are very intense and dramatic."

"..."

The chief director almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

OK!

OK!

Even my people have been led astray by Xiao Chen!

This absurd chase finally came to an end after the car drove into the town's streets.

Xiao Chen parked the car steadily in front of a restaurant that looked quite old.

The signboard bears four large, elegant characters: "Old Guandong Restaurant".

The director's car followed closely behind, then braked suddenly and stopped on the side of the road.

Before he could even get out of the car, he heard the tearful voice of Xiao Li, the cameraman in the car, coming through the walkie-talkie.

"Director...they...they went into a Northeastern Chinese restaurant..."

The director's vision went black.

He finally understood.

Xiao Chen, that kid, never intended to follow his rules from the very beginning!

All that talk about working in exchange for ingredients, or experiencing rural life, is just a facade!

This guy came here from the very beginning with the intention of "going on strike" so he could go out to eat!

He led a group of staff members and stormed out of the car, heading straight for the Northeastern Chinese restaurant.

At this moment, in the restaurant's private room, the warm lights bathed everyone's faces in a cozy glow.

Xiao Chen acted as if he were at home, familiarly inviting everyone to sit down.

Dilraba stood close to him, like a curious kitten, looking around at the Northeast folk paintings hanging on the wall.

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui looked relaxed, as if the car chase scene was just an appetizer before the main course.

The tension of Yang Mi, Liu Shishi, and Tang Yan had long been dispelled by the rich aroma of the food in the restaurant, replaced by a sense of anticipation.

Xiao Chen picked up the menu but didn't look at it. Instead, he looked at Yang Mi and spoke gently.

"Sweet and sour pork, right?"