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

On the playground, the other children looked curiously at the reporter outside the fence.

Only Xiao Chen sat at the bottom of the slide with a look of utter despair.

He rested his chin on his small hand, like a retired old cadre.

To be honest, this is nothing compared to the fan gatherings that used to take place on set in my previous life.

He just felt annoyed.

After all, he can only stay in kindergarten and can't go anywhere else.

Just then, three small figures came over and protected Xiao Chen in the middle.

Yang Mi, with her hair in pigtails, stood with her hands on her hips, looking quite angry.

"Xiao Chen, are those bad guys filming you?"

Xiao Chen lazily raised his eyelids.

"Um."

Yang Mi's inner power exploded instantly.

"They dare to bully you?!"

She suddenly turned around and rushed towards the reporters outside the fence.

"No filming!"

"You're not allowed to film him!"

As Yang Mi shouted, she punched and kicked the cameras that were trying to stick their lenses through the gaps in the fence.

Although he was pitifully weak, his fierce spirit truly stunned the reporters outside.

"Hey! Whose little girl is this, acting so arrogantly?"

"Don't make her cry, or it'll make things worse!"

The reporters were both amused and exasperated, frantically trying to pull their cameras back, afraid of actually hurting this feisty girl.

That won't be enough to cover the losses.

On the other side, Tang Yan, who had been quiet all along, blushed with anxiety when she heard Xiao Chen say that the reporters were bullying him.

She glanced at the furious Yang Mi, then at the calm Xiao Chen.

She stomped her foot, turned around, and ran towards the kindergarten gate.

She was too short to reach the door lock, so she used all her strength to pull the heavy iron door in little by little.

Clang!

With a loud bang, she successfully closed one of the two iron doors, leaving only a narrow crack in the other.

This completely blocked most of the reporters' view.

Liu Shishi, who remained silent throughout, displayed a composure beyond her years.

She glanced at the chaotic scene, and without saying a word, turned around and ran into the teacher's office.

A few minutes later, sirens suddenly blared over the kindergarten's loudspeaker, the sound so loud it echoed throughout the entire block.

Immediately afterwards, the office door was pushed open, and Liu Shishi pulled the bewildered teacher out, pointing her little finger at the landline phone.

"Teacher, I've called the police."

"I said there are a lot of bad uncles here who don't let us go to school properly."

teacher:……

Reporters outside the fence: ...

This combination of tactics had an immediate and noticeable effect.

Less than ten minutes later, two police cars arrived with sirens blaring.

The police officer got out of the car and looked at the group of reporters who were surrounding the kindergarten with their long guns and microphones; his face was as dark as could be.

After a friendly and persuasive lecture, the reporters finally slunk away, packing up their equipment.

The world is finally quiet.

Yang Mi, hands on her hips, returned to Xiao Chen's side triumphantly.

Tang Yan also ran back, her little face still showing a hint of nervousness.

Liu Shishi strolled over leisurely, still with that calm and collected demeanor.

Xiao Chen looked at the three little girls in front of him and found it somewhat amusing.

He's definitely never been an easy person to deal with since he was little.

He stood up and patted the heads of the three little girls one by one.

Thanks.

Two words, light and casual, yet they made their faces turn red instantly.

After this farce, the kindergarten finally returned to calm.

Ye Huimei also discussed with the park management that Xiao Chen would be picked up and dropped off through the back gate from now on, thus avoiding the risk of being surrounded again.

Two weeks passed peacefully before Ye Huimei received a call from Wang Jinhua.

The "Shaolin Popeye" crew had everything ready and were urging them to hurry up and report to Hong Kong.

So, Xiao Chen said goodbye to his kindergarten security team again and was packed up by Ye Huimei and taken on a plane to Hong Kong.

As the plane landed at Kai Tak Airport, a wave of humid, warm air, carrying the scent of the sea, hit us.

TVB's car was already waiting outside the airport, taking the mother and son directly to the film crew's hotel.

The next day, Xiao Chen was to officially join the crew, and the first and most important thing before joining the crew was to shave his head.

Because the role he played this time was a young novice monk at the Shaolin Temple.

In the dressing room, Ye Huimei looked at Xiao Chen's long, black, and smooth hair and felt extremely distressed.

She stroked her son's head gently, her voice filled with reluctance.

"Chenchen, do we really have to shave our heads?"

"Could I wear a hood?"

Those bald guys are so ugly.

Xiao Chen sat in the chair, swinging his short legs, looking completely indifferent.

For an actor, changing their appearance for a role is a matter of course.

Let alone shaving his head, in his previous life he even grew his fingernails for three months for a beggar role with only a few lines.

I haven't washed my hair for a full two weeks.

Xiao Chen then comforted Ye Huimei.

"Mom, it's okay, your hair will grow back soon."

The stylist was an experienced Hong Kong stylist who had seen this kind of scene many times before, and he smiled and spoke.

"Miss Ye, don't worry!"

"Your son has such a great head shape, he'd look even better shaved!"

Ye Huimei was skeptical, but looking at her son's determined eyes, she knew there was no turning back.

She could only step aside and watch helplessly as the cold electric clippers buzzed on her son's head.

Strands of black hair drifted down, and Ye Huimei's heart clenched.

Soon Xiao Chen will be bald.

Xiao Chen remained as calm as a mountain, watching his hair disappear little by little in the mirror without any emotional fluctuation.

"alright!"

Only after the stylist made the announcement did Yeh Hui-mei nervously turn her head.

She was stunned at first glance.

The little bald head in the mirror didn't look ugly at all like she had imagined.

After shaving his head, Xiao Chen's already delicate features became even more prominent.

A full forehead and a perfect head shape.

Xiao Chen doesn't look ugly at all; on the contrary, he has an indescribable charm and humor.

lovely!

So cute!

It's just like a lucky doll that stepped out of a New Year's painting!

Ye Huimei covered her mouth, her eyes shining.

"Oh My God……"

She rushed forward, looked left and right, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her son's bald head.

It felt so good that she couldn't put it down.

"Oh my! My son is so cute!"

Ye Huimei pulled Xiao Chen into her arms and planted a big kiss on his smooth forehead.

"He looks just like a little monk! No, a million times cuter than the little monks in the temple!"

The stylist kept praising her.

"Yes, yes, I've been in this business for so many years, and I've never seen a kid who looks so good on camera with a shaved head!"

"This kid was born for this!"

Xiao Chen was kneaded like a dough ball by Ye Huimei, and it took him a lot of effort to break free from her clutches.

He straightened his disheveled collar, looked at his new self in the mirror, and gave a satisfied smile.

New production crew!

he came!