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

He secluded himself to cram for practice problems, but the more he did, the more frustrated he became.

He knew that choosing a school was not just about choosing a major, but also about choosing the direction of his future career in the performing arts.

Suddenly, a phone call broke the silence in the study.

The words "Aunt Hua" appeared on the screen.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, and he quickly answered the call.

It was Aunt Hua who called him back.

Wang Jinhua's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao, the great actor, weren't you saying you were going into seclusion to hone your skills?"

"Why do you have time to talk to me?"

Her voice was louder and more confident than it had been five years ago.

After five years of development, Shishiba Culture has become a leading entertainment company in the Chinese entertainment industry.

And she truly became the helmsman of an entertainment empire.

Xiao Chen's lips curled slightly, his tone carrying a touch of youthful playfulness.

"Aunt Hua, you've wronged me."

"I'm just missing you, and I also want to ask you for a small favor."

Wang Jinhua laughed even harder, deliberately teasing him in a Beijing accent.

"Tell me, what small favor could you possibly need to trouble you to come out of seclusion?"

She knew this guy wouldn't come to her unless he had a reason.

They're usually so busy they're rarely seen, and only contact me when they need something.

Xiao Chen's voice held a new seriousness.

"I want to go to Hollywood. There's a role I want to play, and I want to see it for myself."

Wang Jinhua's laughter abruptly stopped on the other end of the phone.

Her tone instantly turned serious.

"Hollywood? Now?"

"Xiao Chen, do you know there are only a few months left until the college entrance exam?"

She thought that if she said that, Xiao Chen would hesitate.

But Xiao Chen's voice remained calm and firm.

"Yes, I know."

"It's precisely because there are only a few months left that I don't want to miss it."

"If you fail the college entrance exam, you can always retake it for another year."

His gaze drifted out the window, where a bird flew by, flapping its wings vigorously toward the distance.

"This role is probably one of a kind."

Wang Jinhua fell silent.

She knows Xiao Chen too well.

This child never boasts, nor does he ever strive for fame or fortune.

The character who could make him abandon everything on the eve of his college entrance exam must be no ordinary person.

He was completely dedicated to acting and never compromised.

His dedication to acting is ingrained in his very being.

She took a deep breath, and her tone became more assertive.

"Okay! I'll have someone arrange it right away."

"When do you plan to leave? What do you need?"

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Chen's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

"The sooner the better. I've emailed you the details."

"Thank you, Aunt Hua."

Wang Jinhua said with a smile.

"It's no big deal!"

"But you'll have to treat me to dinner after it's all done!"

Xiao Chen hung up the phone, picked up his phone, and quickly composed and sent an email.

He knew that Wang Jinhua would handle things perfectly.

Her trust in him had long surpassed the boundaries of a manager and artist.

Wang Jinhua put away the phone and immediately gave instructions to her assistant.

"Immediately, right now, arrange a private jet for me to go to Los Angeles!"

Her tone was anxious yet decisive, leaving no room for argument.

"Xiao Chen needs it!"

The assistant was stunned.

Private jet?

Los Angeles?

Wasn't Xiao Chen in seclusion preparing for the college entrance examination?

Although she was full of doubts, she dared not ask any more questions.

He simply responded and hurried off to make the arrangements.

Looking out the window at the bustling traffic, Wang Jinhua felt a surge of anticipation.

What unique role is this kid going to land in Hollywood?

She vaguely felt that this would be another important milestone in Xiao Chen's acting career.

Xiao Chen then sat back down at his desk.

He looked at the mountain of textbooks, but there was no sign of fatigue in his eyes.

His world is a constant cycle of challenges and conquests.

……

Inside the Gulfstream G650's cabin, the ride was as smooth as if it were on the ground.

Wang Jinhua leaned back on the leather sofa, holding a glass of champagne.

His eyes never left the boy across from him, who was leisurely reading a book.

From Beijing to Los Angeles, a flight of more than ten hours, the only thing this guy did was say hello to her when he boarded the plane.

He just kept holding a thick English original book, without even changing his posture.

It seems that this trans-Pacific flight was not for a Hollywood role with an uncertain future, but just an ordinary weekend trip.

Wang Jinhua finally couldn't hold back any longer.

She put down her wine glass, the bottom of which made a soft sound as it hit the table.

"I'm telling you, my beloved Xiao, the great actor, can you finally tell me now?"

"What kind of amazing film crew could make you forget about the college entrance exam?"

Her tone carried her usual teasing, but the deep concern in her eyes was unmistakable.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen slowly inserted the bookmark into the pages and closed the book.

He looked up, and his face, illuminated by the soft cabin lights, was almost unreal in its handsomeness.

The boy has shed his immaturity, and his features have become more defined.

His height of over 1.8 meters gave him an upright and imposing presence even when he was sitting.

Xiao Chen's voice was clear and cheerful, with a hint of nonchalance.

"A love story about a ship sinking."

Wang Jinhua was stunned.

"The big ship sank?"

"A love story?"

What does that have to do with anything?

Her mind raced, searching for recent Hollywood projects.

"this one?"

"Is Hollywood so flush with cash that they've started making disaster movies?"

This subject matter sounds rather ominous, let alone how much box office appeal it could possibly have.

Xiao Chen picked up the orange juice beside him, took a sip, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Aunt Hua, this is no ordinary movie."

"The movie is called Titanic."

Titanic?

She felt like she'd heard that name somewhere before.

By the way, a friend in Hollywood mentioned it, saying there's a crazy director named James Cameron.

To make an unprecedented big-budget production, the budget was frighteningly high.

Many people think this project will become the biggest joke in film history.

A notoriously huge pitfall.

Wang Jinhua's smile faded.

"Xiao Chen, are you... serious?"

"I heard that the director of that film crew is a tyrant on set."

"Moreover, the project involves huge investments and extremely high risks; the whole of Hollywood is waiting to see us fail."

She tried to persuade him from a professional perspective, to make him understand how deep the muddy waters were.

However, Xiao Chen's expression did not change at all.

His eyes were resolute.

"Aunt Hua, what's wrong with others laughing at us while we're finding a treasure?"

Looking into his eyes, all the words of persuasion stuck in Wang Jinhua's throat.

Over the years, his eye for scripts has never been wrong.

She sighed and gave up struggling completely.

"Fine, you're my ancestor, you're in charge."

She picked up her glass again and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'd like to see what kind of script could fascinate you so much."

……

Outside the Paramount audition venue, the air was thick with tension and anticipation.

The entire rest area at Paramount was packed with actors who came to audition.

The air was filled with expensive cologne and a faint smell of gunpowder.

Wang Jinhua glanced at it and her heart skipped a beat.

Isn't that Leonardo DiCaprio, who was nominated for a Golden Globe last year?

Is that Matt Damon over there?

And... Christian Bale?