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

That plate of stir-fried beef noodles was glossy but not greasy, the beef was tender, and the noodles were perfectly cooked.

Its appearance alone is enough to whet one's appetite.

Xiao Chen clapped his hands and invited everyone to take their seats.

"Come on, dinner's ready!"

Everyone was so hungry that their stomachs were practically sticking to their backs, and they didn't care about their appearance anymore, so they all picked up their chopsticks.

Zhang Xueyou picked up a piece of crab meat and put it in his mouth. His eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted indistinctly.

"Mmm! This is the taste!"

"Salty and savory, the garlic is fried to perfection!"

Andy Lau was also engrossed in his work, grabbing a large bowl of beef noodles and eating without even looking up.

"This is so delicious! Ah Chen, if you quit the entertainment industry, I'll fund your restaurant."

Xiao Chen smiled upon hearing this and said nothing more.

Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung also praised her highly, exchanging a smile with eyes full of affection for this younger generation.

Dilraba's cheeks were bulging from eating, making her look like a little hamster, and she didn't forget to put food on Xiao Chen's plate.

"Brother Chen, you should eat too."

The meal was eaten in a flash, and the plates on the table were so shiny they could be used as mirrors.

A gentle evening breeze carried away the daytime heat, and the old banyan tree in the courtyard rustled softly.

Everyone moved to the bamboo beds in the courtyard, with cool tea in front of them, and chatted idly.

As leading figures in the music industry, Andy Lau and Cheung Hok-yau naturally drifted into discussing music during their conversation.

Zhang Xueyou sighed.

"Ah Chen, I recently listened to your song 'Baby,' and the rhythm is just amazing."

"I don't know how your brain is structured, how you can write English songs with such a rhythmic feel."

Xiao Chen smiled, his tone still as humble as ever.

"Actually, I was just thinking about it randomly. I was filming abroad at the time, and I was looking for inspiration."

Zhang Xueyou suddenly had a mischievous thought, put down his teacup, and joked with Xiao Chen.

"Hey Chen, you've written hit songs for so many people, and we've been busy here all afternoon. You should at least show your appreciation, right?"

"How about... we take advantage of this moonlight and each of us compose a song right here and now?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the courtyard fell silent for a moment, and then Mei Yanfang joined in the commotion.

"That's a great suggestion! I'd also like to see the creative process of a genius."

Leslie Cheung leaned back in his rocking chair, smiling as he looked at Xiao Chen.

"Ah Chen, you're the only one who's been urged to sing by these two Heavenly Kings."

Dilraba clapped and cheered, her big eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Xiao Chen put down his herbal tea, glanced at the two superstars, and his eyes revealed a sense of composure and confidence.

"Now that both of my brothers have spoken up, I probably won't be able to sleep peacefully if I don't bring something out today."

Everyone thought he was joking, since the quality of such impromptu creations is hard to guarantee.

To everyone's surprise, Xiao Chen stood up, walked over to the production crew, and asked a staff member for a wooden guitar.

He moved a small stool and sat in the middle of the courtyard. The moonlight shone on him, making him look like a boy who had stepped out of a painting.

"Brother Xueyou, this first song is for you."

Xiao Chen plucked the strings, and a slightly melancholic yet magnetic prelude resonated through the mountains.

The moment he opened his mouth, his voice instantly became deep and restrained, revealing an intense and profound affection.

"Past events have faded like smoke, disappearing from our sight."

"Even saying a word becomes superfluous, and hugging becomes perfunctory."

Zhang Xueyou's face, which had been smiling, froze when he heard the first line of lyrics.

As a top singer, he instantly recognized the melody and artistic conception of the song; it was practically tailor-made for his voice.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, his fingers dancing lightly on the strings, and the song entered the chorus.

"I kissed you goodbye on an empty street, and the wind laughed at my inability to refuse."

"I kissed you goodbye in the madness of the night, and my heart awaits sorrow."

When the music ended, the entire Mushroom House fell into a deathly silence, broken only by the occasional chirping of insects.

Zhang Xueyou sat there blankly, his lips trembling slightly, and his eyes even felt a little hot.

The melody of this song is so catchy, and the sadness of parting in the lyrics really touched the depths of his soul.

"This...this was really written on the spot?"

Zhang Xueyou's voice even changed slightly.

Anita Mui covered her mouth, looking completely incredulous.

"Good heavens, Ah Chen, are you trying to steal our jobs as singers?"

Leslie Cheung also looked amazed and shook his head repeatedly.

"The younger generation is truly formidable; this song is sure to become a hit across the country."

Before they could recover, Xiao Chen turned to look at Andy Lau.

"Brother Hua, this next song is yours."

His musical style changed instantly, becoming more melodious and carrying a touch of carefree bitterness.

The strumming of the strings creates a melody that can instantly calm you down.

"I was once willing to give up the whole world for you, only to find that I was just a passerby in your life."

"If everything is fate, I wish I had never met you."

Andy Lau sat up straight, feeling a strong sense of resonance; the song's atmosphere resonated perfectly with him.

Xiao Chen's voice echoed in the night, carrying a sense of composure that came from seeing through the ways of the world.

"Give me a cup of the potion of forgetfulness, and I'll never shed a tear again."

"All sincere feelings, no matter how the wind and rain may blow them away, the love given cannot be taken back."

As the last note faded, Andy Lau let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes filled with awe.

He stood up, strode over to Xiao Chen, and grabbed his shoulder tightly.

"Ah Chen, tell me honestly, have you been keeping these two songs in your head for a long time?"

"How could two songs of this caliber be written in just a few minutes?"

Xiao Chen smiled and put down his guitar, his tone still carrying that nonchalant humor.

"Brother Hua, this is what I figured out when I was planting rice seedlings. I guess the soil gave me the inspiration."

Zhang Xueyou also came over and asked Xiao Chen for confirmation with a serious expression.

"Ah Chen, are you sure these two songs are for us?"

Xiao Chen nodded, his eyes clear and firm.

"Of course, I think only my two older brothers can sing it with this kind of feeling."

The two exchanged a glance, then solemnly bowed to Xiao Chen, a gesture of the highest respect for a true creator.

Andy Lau patted Xiao Chen on the back of the head, a gesture that was intimate yet conveyed a thousand unspoken words.

"Thanks, bro."

Dilraba's eyes reddened as she watched. She knew her Chen-gege was amazing, but she never imagined he could be this amazing.

That night, under the starry sky of Xishuangbanna, two superstars from different eras came together because of two impromptu compositions.

Xiao Chen remained the same quiet boy, as if he wasn't the one who had just created the miracle.

He looked up at the moon, but what he was thinking about was whether he would have to go to the fields to plant rice seedlings again tomorrow.