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

Upon hearing these words, Chen Chichi felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He thought Xiao Chen was being considerate of him and was going to lighten his workload.

But this warmth didn't last long before Xiao Chen continued.

"It's okay if you can't finish planting this time. We at Mushroom House welcome you to come often."

"Next time we record a show, you can come and finish planting the rest. We'll keep track of it for you."

Good guy!

Chen Chichi wanted to cry but had no tears.

Bookkeeping?!

He had never heard of anyone having to work on credit just to appear on a variety show!

Looking at Xiao Chen's kind smile, he felt a chill run down his spine.

I've met the King of Hell in person!

But he also knew that he had ordered the food himself and created the mess, so he had to fill the hole even with tears in his eyes.

By the afternoon, Chen Chichi had completely transformed into a tree-planting fanatic.

He wielded a hoe, drenched in sweat and covered in mud.

Whenever he was so tired that he was about to collapse, Xiao Chen would always appear by his side at just the right time.

With that enigmatic smile, she encouraged him.

"Keep it up, Brother Chi! This is all for your Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

Chen Chichi wanted to cry but had no tears.

He remembered that Dilraba had said that Xiao Chen usually didn't come to the fields.

Why have you turned into a supervisor today?!

The director, on the other hand, was watching from behind the monitor with a smile.

I thought to myself, "Finally, I'll see the guests who are actually working!"

When Chen Chichi returned to the Mushroom House in the evening, he was so tired that he couldn't even eat dinner and went straight to sleep.

The other guests couldn't help but laugh uproariously at his miserable state.

Anita Mui felt both sorry for him and amused, and personally brought him a glass of warm water.

On the third day, which was the last day of recording, Chen Chichi was so exhausted that he could barely stand up.

My legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every step felt like walking on cotton.

Everyone laughed uncontrollably as they watched him stagger along.

Xiao Chen walked over, patted Chen Chichi's shoulder in a serious manner, and shook his head.

"Brother Chichi, you're not good enough."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly igniting the last bit of stubbornness Chen Chichi had left.

He suddenly looked up, his face flushed, and retorted.

"Who says I can't?!"

"The worst thing a man can say is 'no'!"

He gritted his teeth, strained his body, and tried to straighten his back and stand up.

As a result, his legs went weak, he almost cramped up, and he stumbled and sat back down on the ground.

His stubborn insistence on saving face at all costs caused everyone to burst into laughter again.

After finishing the recording of "Back to Field", Xiao Chen and a group of guests returned to Beijing.

He got into the van heading to the airport, and as he watched the scenery rushing past the window, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

A smile that only she could understand flickered in her eyes.

I guess Chen Chichi will never dare to order food casually again.

However, the recording turned out surprisingly well this time.

Both the entertainment value of the show and the chemistry between the characters exceeded expectations.

It seems that this slow-paced variety show format is the right one.

The air in Beijing is filled with the crispness of early autumn.

While Xiao Chen was recording "Back to Field", preparations for "Empresses in the Palace" did not stop.

In order to present the most authentic and perfect ancient palace style in front of the camera.

All the selected actresses were gathered together and instructed by professional etiquette teachers to practice every detail of their demeanor, kneeling, and greetings day after day.

The elegance and charm of the imperial harem, with its three thousand beauties, were gradually honed through this monotonous repetition.

Xiao Chen, on the other hand, chose to immerse himself completely in another form of creation.

He locked himself in his house, with the curtains drawn and only a table lamp on.

Several sheets of draft paper were scattered on the table, and the light from the computer screen reflected on his impeccable face.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, so fast they almost left afterimages.

While the entertainment industry in this world is booming, the realm of idol dramas is still in a rather rudimentary stage.

The classic shows that once ignited ratings frenzy in Xiao Chen's mind are still an uncultivated wasteland here.

What he has to do is bring them into this world.

The first script, "The Starry Night".

A love story between a jewelry designer and a con artist, filled with redemption, misunderstandings, and a sense of destiny.

The second script, "Itazura na Kiss".

The stark contrast between the genius boy and the clueless girl, the sweet romance and the pursuit, are enough to make any girl in love's heart race.

The third script, "My Love from the Star".

The fantastical romance between an alien professor who has lived for four hundred years and a top national actress is a novel concept with a grand scope.

Any one of these three dramas, taken individually, would be enough to create a huge stir in the current market.

Xiao Chen could almost foresee the phenomenal impact they would have once they were made.

After staying indoors for several days, Xiao Chen finally stepped out of his house with three thick folders of scripts.

In the office of Shishiba Culture, Wang Jinhua was sprawled on the desk without any regard for her image, her shoulders shrugging and bursting into a deafening laugh.

"Hahahaha! I can't take it anymore! I'm going to laugh myself to death!"

She pounded the table while wiping away tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes.

This is the scene that Xiao Chen saw when he pushed the door open and came in.

"Aunt Hua, what's making you so happy?"

Wang Jinhua looked up and saw that it was Xiao Chen. Her smile widened, and she quickly waved to him.

"Chenchen, you've come at the perfect time!"

"Come quick! Come see your masterpiece!"

She turned the laptop toward Xiao Chen.

The video playing on the screen is the first episode of "Back to Field," which just premiered online.

In the scene, the young and handsome Xiao Chen is standing among a group of village women, with a gentle yet sly smile on his face.

The most catchy song, "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Trend," was playing from the speakers behind him.

"Come on, aunties, do it with me!"

"Draw a dragon on the left!"

"Draw a rainbow on the right!"

Xiao Chen, with his precise and energetic movements, led a group of middle-aged women, whose average age was over fifty, in a square dance on the ridge of the field.

The scene was both harmonious and strangely humorous.

This was the "brilliant plan" he came up with in order to obtain ingredients for dinner.

Wang Jinhua pointed at the screen, laughing so hard she couldn't speak.

"You...you're really good at creating drama!"

"At first, I thought it was just a slow-paced variety show about farming and cooking. What could be so interesting about it?"

"The result... hahahaha!"

She pulled Xiao Chen to sit down, then opened a webpage to show him the online comments.

The show "Back to Field" has already become a hit in terms of both word-of-mouth and popularity after just the first episode aired.

This show occupied five of the top ten spots on Weibo's trending topics list.

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