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

Wang Jinhua's heart skipped a beat.

The voice was unfamiliar, yet it carried an unquestionable official aura.

The person who could get through to this phone number must be either rich or powerful. Several names flashed through Wang Jinhua's mind, but none of them matched up.

Wang Jinhua answered hesitantly.

"it's me."

Upon hearing Wang Jinhua's reply, the man on the other end of the phone became more enthusiastic.

"Hello, Miss Wang, I am Lang Kun."

"He is the chief director of next year's CCTV Spring Festival Gala."

? ? ? ?

Lang Kun?!

The chief director of the Spring Festival Gala?!

Wang Jinhua stood frozen in place, her mind blank, and it took her a long time to react.

No!

That's the Spring Festival Gala!

It's the only traditional program for over a billion people across the country on New Year's Eve!

She had just written down the names Zhang Yimou and Chen Kaige in her notebook, feeling that it was the best path she could plan for Xiao Chen.

But now the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala has actually called to personally invite us!

What the hell does this even mean?!

It's a million times more magical than being directly chosen by Zhang Yimou to be the male lead!

Wang Jinhua suppressed her inner shock and tried her best to sound professional.

"Hello Coach Lang, you were looking for me...?"

Lang Kun chuckled on the other end of the phone.

"Miss Wang, there's no need to be nervous."

"I'm calling to invite Xiao Chen to participate in our Spring Festival Gala this year."

Although she had already guessed why Lang Kun had called, Wang Jinhua couldn't help but feel overjoyed when she heard that he wanted to invite Xiao Chen to the Spring Festival Gala.

She checked the phone again to confirm.

"Coach Lang, are you serious?"

Lang Kun's tone was very certain.

"certainly.".

"Our directing team has all seen Xiao Chen's charity video 'Washing Mom's Feet,' which was very well made and very touching."

"We felt that if we could let him go on stage on New Year's Eve, it would definitely resonate with audiences across the country."

It turns out it was because of that guy.

Wang Jinhua suddenly realized.

Do we need to rehearse beforehand to perform on the Spring Festival Gala?

Before Wang Jinhua could ask a question, Lang Kun continued to add.

"However, due to time constraints, we don't have time to create a program specifically for Xiao Chen."

"Therefore, you need to prepare a program and submit it to us. Only after our directing team reviews and approves it can it be finalized."

"All you need to do is prepare your program and submit it within two weeks."

Submitting the program yourself?

Wang Jinhua was somewhat bewildered.

The main problem was that she didn't know what other talents Xiao Chen had besides acting.

After all, Xiao Chen is just a three-year-old child.

What he's showing now is only his amazing martial arts skills and his superb acting ability.

She never saw Xiao Chen reveal anything else.

Sing?

Dance?

Wang Jinhua: ...

If Xiao Chen had these talents, he probably would have shown them long ago; the fact that he hasn't shows them means he doesn't.

Wang Jinhua suddenly had a headache.

What is the Spring Festival Gala?

The entire process is broadcast live nationwide, and even the slightest mistake could affect the entire workflow.

Asking a three-year-old to perform a show that even he might not be good at in that kind of setting...

This isn't just a gamble; it's playing with fire.

If you're not careful, you could burn all the popularity and reputation that Xiao Chen has built up to nothing!

Wang Jinhua sighed. If it were any other artist, she could arrange things for them based on her own wishes.

But Xiao Chen is not an option.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Jinhua finally spoke.

"Director Lang, may I give you my answer later?"

"I also need to discuss this with Xiaochen to see if he has time."

Lang Kun expressed his understanding.

"Alright, Miss Wang, I'll wait for your reply."

Wang Jinhua finally breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

Looking at the box office report on the table, she suddenly realized that the 5000 million yuan in box office revenue was nothing compared to the Spring Festival Gala.

But can Xiao Chen really seize this opportunity?

Wang Jinhua picked up the phone and dialed Xiao Chen's number.

In any case, the decision-making power regarding this matter rests entirely with Xiao Chen.

This was something she had promised him.

……

Ring ring—

When the phone rang, Xiao Chen was sitting on the sofa watching "The Legend of Emperor Qianlong" on TV.

Zheng Shaoqiu's period costume look is indeed dashing and debonair.

In Xiao Chen's eyes, only actors who reach this level can be considered true actors.

Ye Huimei was busy in the kitchen when she heard the phone ring. She wiped her hands and came out to answer it.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

A familiar voice came through the phone.

"Sister Ye, it's me, Wang Jinhua."

Upon hearing that it was Wang Jinhua, Ye Huimei smiled and spoke.

"It's Jin Hua! Are you looking for Chen Chen?"

Wang Jinhua's tone sounded somewhat serious.

"Yes, it's something urgent, and I'd like to talk to Xiaochen in person."

Ye Huimei was taken aback, wondering what urgent matter Wang Jinhua had.

However, she immediately handed the microphone to Xiao Chen on the sofa.

"Chenchen, Aunt Hua wants to talk to you."

Xiao Chen looked away from the TV, jumped off the sofa, and took the microphone.

"Aunt Hua, what's wrong?"

Wang Jinhua on the other end of the phone didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly into the microphone.

"Xiao Chen, the CCTV Spring Festival Gala directing team just called me."

"He came specifically to see you."

Xiao Chen blinked, without any particular reaction.

"oh."

Wang Jinhua: ...

Isn't this reaction a bit too bland?!

That's the Spring Festival Gala!

She suppressed the feeling of helplessness in her heart and continued to explain the ins and outs of the matter in a calm tone.

"...That's how it is."

"They want to invite you to the Spring Festival Gala, but we need to prepare the program ourselves."

At this point, Wang Jinhua paused, her tone becoming exceptionally serious.

"Xiao Chen, this matter is of utmost importance."

"The Spring Festival Gala is broadcast live nationwide, so the pressure is immense, and no mistakes are allowed."

"Besides acting and martial arts, Aunt Hua doesn't know what else you can do."

"So, if you don't want to go or aren't sure you're okay with it, we can absolutely refuse."

"It's no big deal. We'll have plenty of opportunities in the future. There's no need to take this risk, you understand?"

Wang Jinhua finished speaking in one breath.

In her opinion, although the opportunity to appear on the Spring Festival Gala is rare, declining it is the wisest choice.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before Xiao Chen's clear voice rang out.

"Just agree, Aunt Hua, I want to go."

Wang Jinhua was completely stunned; she even doubted whether she had misheard.

"Xiao Chen, what did you say?"

"Are you going?"

Without even the slightest hesitation?

So all she said was for nothing?

Xiao Chen's firm voice came again.

"That's right, Aunt Hua, I want to go."

Wang Jinhua opened her mouth while holding the phone, but couldn't utter a single word.