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

She hurriedly let go of his hand, took two steps back, lowered her head, and didn't dare to look at Xiao Chen even once.

"I'm...I'm sorry, Brother Chen!"

"I...I didn't mean to! I was just so happy!"

Her voice was barely audible, with a hint of a sob.

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui also looked surprised, and then exchanged a meaningful glance.

Xiao Chen didn't react in any particular way. He simply raised his hand and touched his cheek where he had been kissed, where the soft, warm touch of the girl's lips still lingered.

He looked at the little girl in front of him, who seemed to want to disappear into a crack in the ground, and found it somewhat amusing.

"What's the big deal?"

He reached out and habitually ruffled Dilraba's hair, his tone as relaxed as if he were saying the weather was nice today.

"It's nothing."

Upon hearing those three words, Dilraba suddenly raised her head, her eyes still moist.

He...he said it was a small matter?

Does that mean kissing him is a small thing?

Doesn't he care at all?

The girl's heart was instantly on a rollercoaster ride.

One second you're on cloud nine, the next you've plummeted to the bottom.

She understood; Xiao Chen meant that making a swing was a small matter.

Yes, it was a small matter for him.

Just like her, in his heart, she was probably just a little sister who needed to be taken care of.

A feeling that was hard to describe—whether it was grievance or disappointment— welled up inside Dilraba, and her eyes reddened even more.

Not wanting anyone to see her like this, she quickly turned around, sat on the swing, and buried her face in her knees.

"I...I'll play for a little while..."

Xiao Chen looked at her small figure from behind, a helpless smile flashing in his eyes.

Of course he knew what that girl was thinking.

However, he really doesn't have the mind to deal with these complicated feelings right now.

Moreover, she was only sixteen years old; she was still a child.

For him, a kiss on the cheek is really no big deal.

Moreover, making an autumn is a trivial matter.

In his past life, when he was an extra on a film set, what kind of work didn't he do?

Setting up sets, making props, carrying equipment... a swing is a piece of cake for him.

He didn't say anything more, turned around and walked back to the pavilion, picking up the cup of tea that had gone cold again.

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui, observing the undercurrent between the two children, simply smiled and remained silent.

Let the young people handle their own affairs.

Just as the atmosphere in the courtyard was becoming somewhat awkward, a telephone rang abruptly.

It was that old-fashioned landline phone that sat in the living room.

"I'll go get it!"

Reba seemed to have found a lifeline, and immediately jumped off the swing and ran quickly into the house.

A moment later, she came out with the phone and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Hello, this is the Mushroom House."

A series of static noises came from the other end of the phone, followed by a slightly muffled male voice that didn't quite make out the words.

"Hello... I'd like to order..."

The moment that distinctive accent came out, the three people in the pavilion were all stunned.

Xiao Chen paused slightly in his teacup, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

That voice is so distinctive.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed completely unaware that they had been exposed and was still trying to "pretend".

"Um...I...I want to eat...authentic...braised pork rice!"

He emphasized the word "authentic," as if afraid they wouldn't be able to replicate the flavor he wanted.

Upon hearing the words "braised pork rice," Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Is there any suspense left?

Looking at the entire Chinese music scene, who else could it be but that superstar surnamed Zhou, who speaks unclearly and has such an obsession with braised pork rice?

Dilraba covered her mouth and chuckled, trying her best to suppress her laughter so that it wouldn't be heard on the phone.

Only Xiao Chen remained calm.

He put down his teacup, cleared his throat, and spoke into the phone in a businesslike tone.

"Okay, braised pork rice, is that right?"

"Are there any other requirements?"

He wanted to see how long this guy could keep up the act.

Jay Chou on the other end of the phone had no idea that his identity had been completely exposed.

Hearing the other party's professional question, he thought his disguise was flawless and was feeling quite pleased with himself.

"Hmm...that's all, I'll have braised pork rice then!"

"I want a lot! I want the best-tasting ones!"

"Okay, braised pork rice is all you can eat."

Xiao Chen's voice was steady, revealing no emotion.

"We will prepare it for you as soon as possible."

After saying that, he hung up the phone decisively, giving the other party no chance to continue "performing".

In the pavilion, Anita Mui was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight, leaning on Leslie Cheung's shoulder.

"This kid is hilarious, making authentic braised pork rice."

Leslie Cheung couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

"Ah Chen, you shouldn't have called him out on it; you should have let him keep up the act."

Xiao Chen picked up the teapot and refilled everyone's cups with water, his movements unhurried and deliberate, as if he had just answered a very ordinary food order call.

A faint smile appeared on his handsome, almost otherworldly face.

"Brother, his little tricks can't even fool Dilraba. If he keeps acting like this, it'll get boring."

Dilraba was covering her mouth and chuckling when she heard her name called. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered her explanation.

"I...I wasn't laughing!"

She said that, but her bright eyes were full of undisguised laughter.

The slight disappointment I felt earlier because of the swing and Xiaoxiao's kiss has been largely dispelled by this amusing phone call.

Just then, the old-fashioned landline rang urgently once again.

"Ring ring ring—!"

The crisp sound of a bell broke the tranquility of the courtyard.

Everyone was taken aback.

What's wrong with me today? The phone keeps ringing.

"Again?"

Mei Yanfang curiously peeked over.

Dilraba was closest, so she jogged over again, answered the phone, and expertly pressed the speakerphone button.

"Hello, this is the Mushroom House."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then a gentle, clear male voice with a smile came through.

"Hello, I'd like to order... a curry beef dish."

His voice was clear and his pronunciation was distinct, a stark contrast to the previous unclear "braised pork rice".

But the familiarity of this voice was no less than that of the former.

The atmosphere in the pavilion froze for a second.

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with disbelief.

This……

It was obvious that everyone recognized whose voice it was.

Xiao Chen was holding the teacup to his lips when he heard the sound and stopped, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised.

The corners of his mouth slowly turned up into an even wider arc.

interesting.

The production team is deliberately trying to stir things up.

One Jay Chou wasn't enough, now there's another Lin Junjie.