Chapter 370 Stephen Chow's Return!

Xiao Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead; his skin took on a healthy ivory hue in the sunlight.

"Brother, I call this self-reliance and having enough to eat and wear."

After saying that, he felt that the pure white T-shirt was really in the way; it stuck to his back after being soaked with sweat, restricting his strength.

Without thinking much, he grabbed his collar with one hand, deftly took off his shirt, and casually draped it over the fence next to him.

For a moment, the air in the entire Mushroom House seemed to freeze.

Several young female directors who were adjusting the cameras stopped abruptly, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

What kind of body was that?

The effects of years of fitness training, coupled with his recent deliberate muscle gain for his new role, are clearly evident in his physique.

His broad shoulders created a perfect inverted triangle silhouette, and his back muscles undulated like mountains with the chopping of wood, exuding explosive power.

What made the female staff scream the most were the eight well-defined abdominal muscles, which seemed to shimmer like marble in the sunlight.

"My God... is this really a human body that can grow?"

A female supporting actress covered her mouth, her face flushed, and whispered to her companion.

"With looks like that and a figure like that, it's practically unfair!"

"I can't take it anymore! I'm even tempted to commit a crime!"

"How can I work like this? I can't take my eyes off Xiao Chen at all!"

Anita Mui had just come out of the house when she saw this scene. She paused for a moment, then laughed helplessly.

She walked over and gently tapped Xiao Chen's firm arm with the handle of her fan.

"Xiao Chen, you'd better put your clothes on quickly, otherwise we won't be able to film this show."

Xiao Chen turned around and blinked innocently.

"Sister Mei, what's wrong? It's so hot."

Mei Yanfang pointed to the group of absent-minded staff members next to her, and then to the villagers peeking out of the courtyard.

"What you're doing isn't chopping wood; you're bringing disaster to the country and its people."

"I'm afraid ambulances will be parked in front of the Mushroom House to pick people up later."

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, and hearing the screams all around him, he smiled helplessly.

He was so used to hearing screams from the side that he didn't notice it at first.

Dilraba, who was squatting on the ground pretending to feed the dog, was now completely petrified.

She stared intently at Xiao Chen's sleek profile, her cheeks burning hot.

"Brother Chen...he..."

She felt a wave of dizziness and a rush of heat to her head.

To cover up her embarrassment, Dilraba quickly lowered her head, but almost bumped into the dog bowl.

Even so, Dilraba didn't dare to look up at Xiao Chen again.

If I looked at that again, I'd definitely get a nosebleed.

I remember the last time we were on the beach, she had a nosebleed.

She didn't want to lose face in front of Brother Xiao Chen again.

Seeing Dilraba's almost burning appearance, Xiao Chen realized that his own body was indeed a bit too lethal.

"Okay, okay, I'll put it on. Let's hope no one actually dies."

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, then put the white T-shirt back on, covering his perfectly proportioned figure, which was enough to cause a commotion.

Just then, the landline phone in the room suddenly rang.

"Ring ring—"

Leslie Cheung was closest to the house, and just as he was about to get up, Xiao Chen jumped into the house first.

"I guess I'm here to order food."

He picked up the receiver, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Hello, this is the Mushroom House. May I ask who is here?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a slightly weathered yet distinctive voice.

"It's me. Don't you remember me so quickly?"

The tone and rhythm of the voice have a unique, nonsensical charm.

And that unmistakable Cantonese accent.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, and the image of that quiet, reserved person on set who suddenly became incredibly talented once filming started immediately came to mind.

"Oh my, Stephen Chow? Are you planning a second encore?"

That's right, it was Stephen Chow on the other end of the phone.

As a heavyweight guest in the first episode of "Back to Field", he shouldn't have appeared so soon.

"Can't we have a rerun? I didn't feel satisfied with that 'Heartbreak Rice' from last time."

"You'd better treat me well this time, I want to eat lots of delicious food!"

Xiao Chen leaned against the door frame, smiling like a cunning little fox.

"What? Still not enough to eat? What kind of challenging dish are you planning to order this time?"

Stephen Chow coughed lightly on the other end of the phone, his tone becoming extremely serious.

"This time I won't eat anything sweet or bitter."

"I want it spicy, really spicy."

He paused for a moment, then slowly and deliberately recited the names of the dishes.

"Extra spicy chicken cubes, with more chili peppers than chicken cubes, dare to take an order?"

Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow, secretly thinking: This older brother must have been badly messed up by Sister Mei and Brother Mei last time, and he's trying to get revenge.

After all, Stephen Chow did a lot of work at the Mushroom House last time.

It was precisely because the first episode set a good example that subsequent episodes achieved such high viewership ratings.

After all, even such a great comedy star has to obediently work at the Mushroom House.

Not to mention other celebrities.

Xiao Chen smiled and replied to Zhou Xingchi.

"Mr. Stephen Chow, your appetite changes quite quickly."

"Alright, since you dare to order, we dare to make it."

Xiao Chen hung up the phone, turned to look at the people in the courtyard, and spread his hands.

"Everyone, Stephen Chow is coming back, and he specifically asked for spicy chicken cubes that are so spicy they'll kill you."

Leslie Cheung put down his teacup and shook his head helplessly.

"That guy, Ah Xing, he never lets us have a moment's peace."

"I strongly suspect that he didn't want to eat it himself, but rather he wanted to kill us with the spiciness."

Xiao Chen walked out of the house and looked at Dilraba, who was staring at him expectantly.

"Girl, stop daydreaming, go check if the chili peppers in the vegetable garden have turned red yet."

Reba seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly responded.

"Oh? Oh! I'll go right away!"

Watching the girl flee in panic, Xiao Chen stroked his chin.

He felt that this season of "Back to Field" was much more lively than he had expected.

As the sun sets, the small mountain village in western Hunan is bathed in a magnificent orange-red hue.

A black car was slowly approaching from a winding mountain road in the distance.

Xiao Chen stood at the entrance of the Mushroom House, his eyes deep as he watched the lights getting closer and closer.

On this stage he created himself, his story has only just begun to unfold in a grander way.

For him, neither the Grammy Award nor the Oscar for Best Actor is a thing of the past.

He was now even more curious about what expression Stephen Chow would have when he encountered that plate of extremely spicy diced chicken.

"Ah Chen, stop standing there, wash your hands and get ready to work!"

Mei Yanfang's shout came from the kitchen.

"They're here!"

Xiao Chen responded and walked briskly towards the room filled with the smell of cooking.