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

Mui Yan-fang knew exactly what was going on.

She knew that of the four people, Andy Lau and Cheung Hok-yau were there because of Xiao Chen's talent and past favors.

As for Guo Fucheng and Li Ming, they are probably more concerned about Xiao Chen's huge international influence and her relationship with Leslie Cheung.

These multiple relationships combined to bring about this seemingly impossible once-in-a-century collaboration. And at the heart of it all is this young man, only nineteen years old, who already stands at the pinnacle of the world.

If this episode airs, the ratings will probably skyrocket! This won't just be a celebration within China; it will shake the entire Asian continent and even the global Chinese community!

And the person who brought all of this together was the young man calmly sprinkling chopped green onions into the pot.

While everyone ate, they each had their own thoughts, but all were filled with anticipation.

After the meal, as everyone was preparing to carry their hoes to complete today's rice planting task, two nanny vans slowly drove up to the village entrance.

The car door opened, and Guo Fucheng and Li Ming stepped out. One was wearing a stylish jacket, radiating energy; the other was wearing a clean white shirt, exuding gentleness and refinement.

When they saw Andy Lau and Cheung Hok-yoon carrying hoes and wearing muddy shoes, they were both dumbfounded.

"Andy Lau? Jacky Cheung? What are you doing here...?" Aaron Kwok pointed at them, looking shocked.

Li Ming pushed up his glasses, unable to believe his eyes: "You...are you really farming?"

When they were told that if they wanted to eat, they had to go to the fields to plant rice seedlings, the two new Heavenly Kings showed the same bewilderment and resistance as Andy Lau and Cheung Hok-yau when they first arrived yesterday.

Looking at the water-filled rice paddies before them, and then at their shiny leather shoes, Guo Fucheng and Li Ming fell into deep thought.

Leslie Cheung couldn't help but laugh at the look of disbelief on the faces of Aaron Kwok and Lai Ming.

He deliberately rubbed the mud on his hands onto his trouser leg, walked up and patted Guo Fucheng on the shoulder, leaving a clear muddy handprint.

"Of course, Cheng, otherwise what do you think we'll have for dinner? The northwest wind?"

He gestured towards the rice paddy.

"See? Ah Chen said that if we don't finish inserting this piece today, nobody's going to touch the chopsticks tonight."

Aaron Kwok looked down at his brand-new jacket, then at the mud stains on Leslie Cheung's shoulder, and froze completely.

Li Ming adjusted his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses filled with philosophical confusion.

He turned to Andy Lau and Cheung Hok-yau, who were watching them with schadenfreude, trying to find a rational explanation.

"Hua-zai, are you guys... serious?"

Andy Lau slammed the hoe on the ground, grinned, and revealed a set of white teeth.

"More real than real gold!"

"Li Ming, stop watching and hurry up and change your clothes. The production team has provided you with work clothes and water shoes."

"Finish early and call it a day."

Zhang Xueyou was even more direct, pointing to Reba, who was already working hard not far away.

The little girl rolled up her trouser legs, her movements were clumsy but she worked very hard, her fair ankles were faintly visible in the mud.

"See? Even little Dilraba is more aware than you guys."

"We're a bunch of grown men, we can't lose to a little girl, can we?"

Now, Guo Fucheng and Li Ming had no way out.

Two hours later, the most expensive and luxurious rice-planting team in the history of the Dragon Kingdom was officially established.

The Four Heavenly Kings, along with music legend Leslie Cheung, lined up in a row in a paddy field.

Bending over, they clumsily planted the rice seedlings into the mud. Reba stood beside them, like a little teacher, correcting their movements from time to time.

"Brother Cheng, yours is too dense!"

"Brother Li Ming, this... seems to be inserted backwards."

"Brother Andy, slow down! You're trampling over the rice seedlings behind you!"

The rice paddies were in complete chaos, with chickens running wild and dogs barking, accompanied by the occasional wails of several superstars.

The cameramen, carrying their equipment, were so excited their hands were trembling.

Any frame of this footage could be made headlines!

Meanwhile, Xiao Chen, the one who started all of this, was leisurely preparing ingredients for dinner in the kitchen of the Mushroom House.

The afterglow of the setting sun streamed in through the window, casting a soft golden glow on his already impeccable profile.

He skillfully made incisions on a large yellow croaker, his movements fluid and graceful.

Mei Yanfang helped pick vegetables, her eyes full of doting and admiration as she watched Xiao Chen's focused expression.

"Ah Chen, your cooking skills are truly exceptional."

She smiled and sighed.

"Watching you cook is a pleasure."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen turned around and smiled at her, a smile as clear and bright as the sky after the rain.

"I'm glad Sister Mei likes it."

"They did physical labor today, so they need to make up for it properly tonight."

As he spoke, he put the prepared fish aside, picked up another cutting board, and began to cut some chicken breast and diced carrots.

Mei Yanfang was somewhat curious.

"Is this also for dinner?"

Xiao Chen shook his head, but his hands didn't stop moving.

"no."

"This is for Little H and Little O. They've been running around all day and must be starving."

He put the chopped ingredients into a small pot, added some vegetables and oats, and simmered it over low heat.

Soon, an enticing aroma of meat wafted from the kitchen.

Seeing this, Mei Yanfang couldn't help but laugh out loud. She shook her head, her tone filled with a sense of disbelief and amazement.

"You... I really don't know what to say about you."

"It's one thing to be so considerate to people, but to be so attentive to two puppies too."

Looking at Xiao Chen's young and handsome face, which also exuded a maturity beyond his years, she felt a surge of tenderness in her heart.

"I really don't know which girl will be so lucky to marry you in the future."

Xiao Chen paused for a moment, then resumed his normal movements, and said half-jokingly.

"Sister Mei, I'm still young."

"It's too early to talk about this now."

Mei Yanfang glared at him reproachfully.

"You're not young anymore, nineteen. In the past, you could have been a father."

As the two were chatting and laughing, a wail came from the kitchen doorway.

"I'm starving! I'm starving! Xiao Chen, is the food ready yet?!"

It was Aaron Kwok's voice, full of energy, yet it sounded weak.

Following them were Andy Lau, Cheung Hok-yau, Lai Ming, Leslie Cheung, and Dilraba.

A group of people rushed in like refugees, all of them covered in mud, their faces, bodies, and hair covered in mud splatters.

Their eyes widened instantly when they saw the dishes already laid out on the stove—braised yellow croaker, sweet and sour pork, Mapo tofu, stir-fried seasonal vegetables…

"My goodness, it smells so good!"

"Ah Chen, you're my own brother!"

The crowd forgot about washing up and immediately surrounded him. If Xiao Chen hadn't stopped them, they probably would have grabbed him directly.