"Thanks for your acknowledgment, big brother. I will continue to work hard."
Chen Xiangbei responded humbly to Cheng Long's praise.
Or rather, he never really was an arrogant person.
Just like the classic lyric by the band Mayday, "You're not truly happy, your smile is just your protective color."
For Chen Xiangbei, facing the arrogance of foreign media was, in a sense, his protective color.
Being seen as hard to provoke is far better than being seen as easy to bully!
"Xiangbei, I believe you already know why I asked to meet, right?"
"Yes, I know."
Chen Xiangbei nodded his head.
"When I was young, I loved racing and once wanted to become a professional driver. But fate led me to the path of acting."
"However, my love for racing has never faded. Since I can't race myself on the track, I'll chase my driver dream indirectly, just like many people's Kung Fu dreams."
