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

As night slowly falls, the neon lights of Victoria Harbour flow like a river of light outside the car window.

Leslie Cheung parked the car smoothly on a quiet street.

There is no sign here, only a simple and elegant wooden door.

Two servants stood at the door, exuding an air of distinction.

He turned off the engine, turned around, and gave the mother and son in the back seat a gentle smile.

"arrive."

Ye Huimei held Xiao Chen, who was already somewhat drowsy, and looked around the place through the car window.

She couldn't tell what kind of store it was, but the understated luxury it exuded made her heart skip a beat.

"Brother, Amei, thank you so much for today."

"You've bought too many clothes for Xiaochen, we..."

She wanted to say that she really couldn't afford to spend any more money.

Those bags are still piled up in her hotel room, each one so expensive it makes her heart race.

Although they are not short of money now.

But Ye Huimei is still simple and kind at heart.

Mei Yanfang turned around from the passenger seat, shook a slender finger, and interrupted her.

"Miss Ye, this is different."

"I bought it during the day; it's for Xiaochen to wear regularly."

"Now, it's time to make him his battle robe!"

Battle robes?

Ye Huimei was stunned.

Leslie Cheung got out of the car, opened the car door for them, and explained things to Ye Huimei.

"It's because concerts require special performance costumes."

"The theme of our concert is 'Rebirth from the Ashes,' so we wanted to make a custom outfit for Xiaochen to match the theme."

Ye Huimei hugged Xiao Chen, feeling as if she had entered another world.

She didn't understand the theme or the costumes.

But she could sense that these two superstars were treating her son's appearance with the utmost seriousness.

Since they've already said that, what else can she say?

The wooden door was silently pushed open by the waiter.

It's a hidden paradise inside.

There were no dazzling array of goods, only a spacious and elegant reception room, and a refined old gentleman.

Upon seeing them, the old gentleman immediately put down the tailor's measuring tape in his hand and hurried over to greet them.

"Mr. Zhang, Ms. Mei, you've arrived."

His gaze immediately fell on Xiao Chen.

In an instant, a look of amazement flashed in the eyes of this top tailor who was used to seeing celebrities and stars.

"This must be Xiao Chen, right?"

"What a beautiful child."

Mei Yanfang smiled and pinched Xiao Chen's cheek.

"Uncle Chen, how is it?"

"I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"This is a treasure; the clothes are yours now."

Uncle Chen nodded.

"rest assured."

Uncle Chen led Xiao Chen to a huge floor-length mirror and began to skillfully measure his body.

Xiao Chen was very well-behaved throughout.

An hour later.

When Xiao Chen changed into a sample garment that was not yet finished and was only held in place with safety pins, she came out.

The light in the entire room dimmed for him.

It was a black suit.

However, the fabric is embroidered with gorgeous flame patterns in dark red silk thread, winding from the hem to the neckline.

The tailoring fit him perfectly, making his small frame appear tall and slender.

The interplay of black and red carries a resolute determination born from fire.

Such clothes, worn by a seven-year-old child, do not look out of place at all; on the contrary, they evoke a beauty that transcends age.

Anita Mui covered her mouth.

"Oh my god..."

She had imagined the dress would be outstanding, but she never expected the effect to be so stunning.

Leslie Cheung remained silent.

He just watched quietly, his eyes swirling with complex emotions.

There was appreciation and amazement.

There was also a hint of pride... that he himself was unaware of.

Leslie Cheung stepped forward, knelt down, and straightened Xiao Chen's collar.

"Do you like it, Xiaochen?"

Xiao Chen gave a sweet smile.

"I like both the ones my brother and Sister Mei chose."

Ye Huimei stood to the side, speechless.

Her son.

They deserve to shine on a bigger stage!

……

After escorting the mother and son back to their hotel, Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui gave them a few more words of advice.

"We'll pick up Xiaochen at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to go to the recording studio."

"Ms. Ye, you should get some rest, or you can take a stroll around the neighborhood."

"Don't worry, we'll take good care of him."

Even after the hotel room door closed, Ye Huimei still felt lightheaded.

She looked at the mountain of shopping bags piled up in the room, and then at her son who had obediently gone to wash up.

Finally, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Today was so exciting!

Early the next morning.

Leslie Cheung arrived right on time, carrying a steaming bowl of morning tea.

"Good morning, Xiao Chen, Miss Ye."

"Try the chicken feet here, they're the most authentic in all of Hong Kong."

He's like a friendly older brother next door, without a trace of superstar airs.

On the way to the recording studio, Xiao Chen was very quiet.

He knew what song they were going to record today.

Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung sang "Peerless Beauty".

In his past life, he had listened to this song countless times, and each time he listened, he had a different feeling.

He never imagined that in this lifetime he would have the chance to sing this song in front of the original singer.

Anita Mui had already arrived at the recording studio.

She was dressed simply in a T-shirt and jeans, without any makeup, yet she still looked stunning.

Upon seeing Xiao Chen, she immediately waved.

"Xiao Chen, come to Sister Mei's."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they quickly got into work mode.

Leslie Cheung held the lyrics and half-squatted in front of Xiao Chen.

"Xiao Chen, this song might be a little difficult for you to understand."

"It's okay, you don't need to think about what the lyrics mean."

"Just treat it like a game. Your brother sings a line, and you repeat it, okay?"

Zhang Guorong's expectations are very low.

A seven-year-old child who can sing the correct pitch and rhythm is already a genius.

As for emotions?

That's too extravagant; it's completely out of the question.

Anita Mui also offered encouragement from the side.

"Yes, don't be nervous, just sing whatever you want!"

"Just treat it as a game!"

She and Leslie Cheung exchanged a knowing glance.

Their invitation to Xiao Chen was more symbolic; they simply wanted more people to see him.

Xiao Chen nodded without saying a word.

He took the paper with the lyrics written on it and went into the recording studio.

The staff helped him adjust the microphone height and put a monitoring headset on him.

The small figure, standing in front of the professional equipment, looked particularly frail.

Leslie Cheung picked up another pair of headphones and spoke into the microphone.

"Are you ready, Xiao Chen?"

A soft sound came through the headphones.

"Um."

Leslie Cheung cleared his throat and gathered his emotions.

"Okay, let me demonstrate one sentence for you first, listen carefully."

"Do you want to kiss me?"

"A beauty that could topple kingdoms and cities, that is my name."

He sang only the very first line, and it was incredibly captivating.

Then, he signaled to the sound engineer to play the accompaniment.

Everyone held their breath.

Leslie Cheung looked at Xiao Chen in the glass room, ready to stop him and give him pointers if he sang something wrong.

Anita Mui crossed her arms and smiled.

The intro has ended.

It was Xiao Chen's turn.

The small figure closed its eyes slightly, and when it opened them again, its gaze had changed.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

"A beauty that could topple kingdoms and cities, that is my name."

Just one sentence.

Just this one sentence.

In the control room, time seemed to stand still.