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

Xiao Chen finished speaking in one breath.

The pen in Wang Jinhua's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

She stared blankly at Xiao Chen, her mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

If the previous episode of "My Own Swordsman" was a thunderclap...

This string of names now completely overwhelmed Wang Jinhua's understanding.

This guy wasn't there to give her advice at all.

He's clearly here to give her pointers!

Wang Jinhua's voice was extremely dry.

"Where...where did you hear all this from?"

Xiao Chen smiled, revealing a set of white teeth.

"I dreamt about it last night."

Wang Jinhua: ...

If you believe that, you're really a ghost.

But looking at Xiao Chen's innocent and handsome face, she couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

That face is so deceptive, coupled with that nonchalant demeanor, as if whatever he says is the truth.

Wang Jinhua silently picked up the pen and wrote the titles of those plays on the paper.

She made her decision.

I'm taking the gamble!

Even if she ends up losing everything, she'll accept it!

Who told her to fall for this guy's tricks?

Seeing Wang Jinhua's determined look, Xiao Chen knew that the matter had succeeded.

He breathed a sigh of relief. These dramas were phenomenal in his previous life. As long as the production was decent, it would be hard for them not to be popular.

After discussing business, the atmosphere in the office became much more relaxed.

Wang Jinhua lit another cigarette and took a deep drag.

"Oh, right."

She seemed to remember something.

"I also received a script a couple of days ago; it's also a sitcom, and they're missing a child actor."

She glanced at Xiao Chen, her tone somewhat tentative.

"I know you only make movies now, and they're big Hollywood productions."

"But I still want to ask you... are you going to act in the TV series?"

Xiao Chen's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Is it a TV series?

He had considered it, though.

There are just too few good TV dramas suitable for child stars these days.

Moreover, film is the pinnacle of art, and it was his lifelong pursuit.

After considering for a while, Xiao Chen finally spoke.

"Aunt Hua, you know, I..."

He was about to refuse when Wang Jinhua interrupted him.

"Don't rush to reject it. Listen to what this project is about before making a decision."

Wang Jinhua paused, then exhaled a smoke ring.

"Home with Kids"

"CCTV is planning to cooperate."

Xiao Chen: ?

If "My Own Swordsman" is a childhood memory for him.

That "Home with Kids" is practically a national memory etched into his DNA!

Summer snow, summer rain, hail...

reject?

Why refuse?

National degree!

This is one of an actor's most valuable assets!

Box office success and awards can elevate you to a higher position, but national recognition will take you far.

It will make you a true cultural icon of an era.

He grasped the key to it almost instantly.

"play."

Xiao Chen's answer was crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

This time, it was Wang Jinhua's turn to be stunned.

"what?"

She had only mentioned it casually and had no hope at all.

She had even prepared a set of excuses to deal with Xiao Chen's rejection.

In the end, it was just one word?

Xiao Chen repeated it.

"I'll act it out."

Seeing Wang Jinhua's astonished expression, I felt inexplicably better.

"I want the role of Liu Xing."

The roles have already been decided?

Wang Jinhua was completely speechless.

She found herself more shocked this afternoon than in the entire past year combined.

Being around this kid is really putting my heart to the test.

Just then, the office telephone rang shrilly.

Wang Jinhua was startled and grabbed the microphone in an annoyed manner.

"Hello! Who is it?"

An excited voice came from the other end of the phone; it was the company's manager in charge of overseas business.

"Mr. Wang... Mr. Wang! He's out! He's out!"

Wang Jinhua frowned.

"What came out? Explain yourself!"

The manager's voice cracked with excitement.

"Harry Potter!"

The North American opening weekend box office figures for "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" are out!

Wang Jinhua's heart jumped into her throat, and she subconsciously glanced at Xiao Chen beside her.

"How much...?"

The boy remained seated quietly, as if the conversation on the phone had nothing to do with him.

On the other end of the phone, the manager took a deep breath and, in an almost reverent tone, recited a number.

"9029 million!"

"US dollars!"

"Record broken! It broke the record for the highest-grossing opening weekend for any film in North American film history!"

"Mr. Wang! We...we've witnessed history!"

Wang Jinhua's mind went blank.

She held the microphone, frozen in place, her mouth slightly open, but no sound came out.

9000 million... US dollars?

A week?

She pinched her thigh, and the sharp pain told her that this was not a dream.

In its previous life, this box office legend, created by Warner Bros., amazed countless people.

This world was easily shattered by a twelve-year-old boy from the East.

Of course, Wang Jinhua wouldn't know the box office performance of this movie in her previous life.

But in this world, this box office figure is even more astonishing.

Although Xiao Chen only played the lead role, for some reason, Wang Jinhua always felt that Xiao Chen deserved a lot of credit for the high box office.

She slowly turned her head, staring blankly at the boy who had made history.

Xiao Chen picked up Sha Yi's file on the table, pointed to the honest smiling face in the photo, and smiled slightly at her.

"Aunt Hua, look how funny his smile is."

"Acting in comedy will definitely make you a hit."

Wang Jinhua's lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.

She felt that there might be a cognitive gap as wide as the Pacific Ocean between her and Xiao Chen.

Just then, the telephone rang sharply, shattering the office's tranquility once again.

Wang Jinhua trembled all over, almost angrily grabbing the microphone and shouting through suppressed rage.

"Who is it this time?"

"Are you trying to kill us all?!"

This time, however, the voice on the other end of the phone was a fluent and elegant British-accented female voice, filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Excuse me, are you Xiao Chen's agent? I'm J.K. Rowling."

Rowling?

Which Rowling?

Wang Jinhua's mind was still blank, and she didn't react for a moment.

The woman on the other end of the phone clearly sensed the chaos on this side, and she chuckled softly as she added.

"The author of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone."

Good guy.

Wang Jinhua then realized that it was Ms. Rowling!

She was just yelling at Rowling in frustration?

Wang Jinhua's hand trembled, and she almost threw the phone away.

It's not entirely Wang Jinhua's fault; the main problem is that things have been so chaotic lately.

First, with "Infernal Affairs," Xiao Chen was questioned, which led to a drop in the stock price of Shishiba Culture.

Then Harry Potter took the world by storm, and countless phone calls flooded into Wang Jinhua's office.

Xiao Chen just rattled off a series of drama titles.

It's hard not to have your brain freeze up after that.

She subconsciously pressed the speakerphone button and pointed the microphone at the composed young man.

The entire office was instantly filled with Rowling's magical voice.