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

Xiao Chen stood up, his movements clean and efficient.

"Jielun, Junjie, don't just focus on eating, you'll be the main force in planting trees later."

Jay Chou muttered something while munching on an egg pancake.

"You're the older brother, so you're in charge."

The crowd burst into laughter again.

This is Xiao Chen.

No matter how illustrious an actor or musical genius may be in the public eye.

In this small courtyard.

He always manages to make everyone around him feel relaxed and happy.

Although occasionally.

He would also reveal a slyness like a little fox.

Sunlight fell on Xiao Chen's shoulders as he walked down the steps and flashed a bright smile at the camera.

"Let's go plant some trees!"

That youthful energy instantly captivated everyone.

It's as if just being with him transforms the day's fatigue into a unique kind of enjoyment.

Xiao Chen was unaware of this at the time.

His casual actions this morning will surely captivate countless viewers glued to their television sets.

It's not just young girls.

Even those middle-aged men who had prejudices against him would probably give him a thumbs up for his character in front of that steaming bowl of egg pancakes.

That's Xiao Chen's charm.

A comprehensive, unparalleled personal showcase exclusively for the all-around Best Actor.

Even if he's just making an egg pancake.

In the mountains, the air is as sweet as freshly cut sugarcane in the early morning.

Xiao Chen stepped on the damp soil, his priceless, slender hands casually carrying two bundles of saplings.

He was wearing a simple windbreaker, even the most basic style.

The clothes, worn by him with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, also exude a top-tier feel, as if he were walking an international fashion show.

"I say, you two brilliant geniuses, why is the atmosphere so tense so early in the morning?"

Xiao Chen turned to look at Zhou Jielun and Lin Junjie behind him, his tone laced with a hint of smugness.

Jay Chou pulled his hat brim down low, his small eyes filled with an unyielding stubbornness.

Last night, he was improvising on the terrace, but the inspiration he had suppressed for most of the night was overshadowed by a few chords played casually by Xiao Chen.

As a king of the Chinese music scene, Jay Chou is currently burning with rage.

Lin Junjie didn't linger either. He rubbed his slightly sore wrists, a lingering effect of playing the piano too hard last night.

"Xiao Chen, you are indeed a musical prodigy, but you may not be so good at physical labor."

Lin Junjie looked at Xiao Chen's overly perfect profile and muttered to himself.

This guy is worth hundreds of millions and is the soul of Shiba Culture, yet he's more efficient than anyone else when it comes to work.

Dilraba was standing next to Anita Mui; the young girl was at the most vibrant age of sixteen.

She was holding several water jugs in her arms, her big eyes darting between the three men, revealing a cunning innocence.

"Jerlen, Junjie, why are you still angry?"

Dilraba tilted her head, her long, black hair slightly disheveled by the mountain wind.

Jay Chou snorted and said seriously.

"This isn't about calming down; it's about a man's dignity."

Lin Junjie pointed to the open wasteland in front of him, his competitive spirit written all over his face.

"That's right. Since we're not good at music theory, let's find our footing on this black soil."

Xiao Chen stopped, poked the sapling into the ground, and looked at them with a half-smile.

"Oh? Want to compete in something else?"

His eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, giving him a mischievous air like the boy next door.

That was the mischievousness he honed in "Home with Kids," and the talent he cultivated on the set of "Harry Potter."

Jay Chou and Lin Junjie spoke in unison.

"Let's have a tree-planting competition!"

The two exchanged a glance, their tacit understanding as if they were singing a duet on stage.

Dilraba muttered to herself.

"Another competition?"

"These saplings are heavy, what are you comparing?"

Jay Chou tossed his head and revealed a confident smile.

"It's a contest to see who plants the most; the loser has to grant the other one a request."

Lin Junjie added.

"That's right, a bet is a bet, and whoever backs down is a coward."

Xiao Chen lowered his head and kicked the dirt under his feet, then suddenly raised his head, a mischievous smile appearing on the face that made countless female fans scream.

"Sure, but I'll set the conditions."

He deliberately drew out the tone, his gaze sweeping over the two eager musical talents.

"The loser... calls the winner 'godfather,' dare you?"

The air fell silent for three seconds after those words were spoken.

Mei Yanfang had just walked over when she heard this, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

That joy came from the bottom of her heart.

I think Xiao Chen is a born little devil, always poking holes in people's lungs.

Leslie Cheung quickly waved his hand, smiling gently, but kept backing away.

"You young people are having fun, but I'm an old man with frail arms and legs. I don't want to end up with a godfather for nothing."

Although he doted on Xiao Chen, he didn't want to get involved in the kid's pranks.

Jay Chou was stunned. Looking at Xiao Chen's confident expression, his heart began to pound.

But then I thought about it again. I've been spending all my time at the gym lately preparing for my concert, and those weighted squats weren't for nothing.

Lin Junjie was also calculating in his mind that his physical strength was at its peak at this time, and there was no reason for him to lose to this movie star who spent every day on the film set.

"Go ahead and yell! Who's afraid of who!"

The two exchanged a glance and readily agreed.

Dilraba watched in stunned silence. These two big names in the music industry are usually so composed at award ceremonies.

Why is it that everyone's IQ seems to drop offline whenever they're around Brother Chen?

Dilraba asked, puzzled.

"Is this what men's competitive spirit is all about?"

Leslie Cheung touched his chin and nodded in admiration.

"No, this is a man's ultimate dignity regarding the word 'godfather'."

Xiao Chen patted the mud off his hands, his eyes sharpening.

"Shall we...begin?"

Without saying much, he deftly picked up the shovel and headed straight for his plot of land.

At this moment, Xiao Chen no longer had the carefree and playful look he had just had.

His working posture was extremely standard.

With one shovelful, the depth was just right; the sapling was placed in, and the soil was tamped down.

The movements were fluid and fast, almost dazzling.

Jay Chou and Lin Junjie were not to be outdone; the two of them seemed to be working at double speed, sweating profusely in the field.

They had never planted trees before, but they had a lot of grit and determination.

Jay Chou was chanting the rhythm of nunchucks, digging one hole with each shovel, his rhythm was incredibly strong.

Lin Junjie pays more attention to details, making sure each tree is straight.

The sun gradually rose to its zenith, and the wind along the river became hot and dry.

Dilraba, Anita Mui, and Leslie Cheung were leisurely planting on the other side.

Dilraba pointed at the three figures working frantically in the field, almost in disbelief.

"Sister Mei, look at those three, aren't they crazy?"

Anita Mui wiped the sweat from her forehead and couldn't stop laughing.

"That's Xiao Chen's magic; he can always make boring things so exciting."

She watched Xiao Chen's retreating figure, her heart filled with relief.

This child never lost his connection to the land.