Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Bo Bing glanced at the time; it was almost eight in the morning.

Yin Su should be up by now, right?

I don't think I've ever seen Yin Su sleep in on a weekday—that's a good habit, isn't it?

After hesitating for a long time, he put on his headphones and made a voice call to Yin Su.

The other party answered in seconds.

Thin Ice's heart has a very subtle feeling.

Good morning, Godfather?

With a lazy, husky voice, Yin Su had done something naughty last night and had been lazy this morning, only recently finishing washing up.

As luck would have it, I had just arrived at the gym and was about to put my phone down to work out when I received a call from Bo Bing.

Bo Bing looked at the man opposite him, dressed in sportswear and ready for his morning exercise. He was neat and clean, with his long hair tied back with a hair tie. Then, looking at himself in the camera, looking a bit disheveled and huddled in the blankets, he let out a soft hum.

That bastard... he's making all that fancy stuff.

Yin Su was captivated by his soft humming.

The man glanced at his phone and decisively connected it directly to the gym's large screen.

The young man's sleepy, squinting expression dampened his playful mood a bit.

"Is Godfather staying in bed too long?"

Yin Su found it somewhat amusing.

"No, I haven't gone to sleep yet, I'm sleepy."

"What did you do last night?" Yin Su raised his peach blossom eyes, not missing any detail on the other person's face. "You didn't even reply to my messages. Have I fallen out of favor?"

"Were you ever favored?"

Bo Bing showed no mercy.

"We've slept in the same bed, you're really heartless."

"Don't talk like we have some kind of secret relationship..."

"Isn't it?"

Yin Su laughed again, his eyes shining, enticing his young godfather to jump into the trap.

If one had to put it into words, the two now have a clandestine adoptive father-son relationship that resembles that of secret agents, and it's something that can't be revealed to anyone.

Bo Bing explained, "Something happened last night, so I didn't check your messages."

"Hmph, Godfather is a very busy man these days."

Yin Su smiled and teased him, his tone slightly sarcastic, which annoyed Bo Bing.

"You've grown wings and dare to laugh at me now."

"Ah...it's not just the wings that are hard."

Yin Su's somewhat melancholy mood vanished instantly.

He thought, "I'll let you try it sooner or later."

"roll."

Bo Bing closed her eyes; this brat's persona was starting to crumble.

"Stop laughing at your godfather," Yin Su said seriously. His young godfather wouldn't speak without reason. "What happened?"

“I encountered someone illegally possessing a gun.”

Bo Bing didn't hide anything from Yin Su and gave him a general account of what happened last night, only omitting her system.

Yin Su frowned.

Although the power behind them is great, it is impossible for them to have connections to the highest levels. Compared with the much more backward northwest region, their roots are still shallow.

The two chatted casually, but Yin Su couldn't persuade Bo Bing, so he could only tell him to be careful.

"What plans are there now... that might require my help?"

Yin Su tried to get information out of Bo Bing, but Bo Bing wouldn't reveal everything.

"It's still a long way from when I need you... What I need to solve now is my food problem," Bo Bing stretched lazily, tapped Yin Su's head through the screen, and smiled helplessly, "No one is stupid enough to play Queen as the first move on the chessboard."

In chess, the Queen is the most powerful piece, with unlimited movement in all directions (horizontal, vertical, and diagonal). It has the highest performance rating of 10 and ranks second in overall piece strength.

Second only to the king.

What was said without malice may have been taken to heart by the listener.

Yin Su felt a ticklish sensation in his heart from the young man's unconscious flirting, and wished he could hold him in his arms and kiss him to his heart's content right now.

He smiled indulgently.

"Why don't you think it over, little godfather, and come with me?" The man shifted to a more comfortable position, lying on the sofa in the rest area. His handsome face was even more attractive in the sunlight, and his voice was hoarse. "I won't treat you badly. I'll make sure you're well-fed every meal."

“I don’t want to,” Bo Bing smiled, “following you…don’t turn around and end up in a ditch.”

"How could that be? If you'd just agree..."

Yin Su became serious, his thick eyelashes casting a light shadow on his jade-like cheeks. His voice was gentle yet extremely solemn, “Even if there is an insurmountable barrier ahead, I will definitely bridge it for my godfather.”

"If my godfather wishes, I will strive to become the most useful pawn in your hands."

“Godfather can step over my dead body to get there.”

Bo Bing's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't know whether it was the surprise that her little scheme to take advantage of the other person had been discovered, or some other strange emotion at play.

The continuous, straightforward words and the other person's completely genuine emotions surged like a tide, engulfing my thin, icy heart.

Yin Su was not joking at all.

So why?

Bo Bing's mind went blank for a moment, and the system notification sound [Feixia] seemed very far away.

Meanwhile, Yin Su continued to increase the stakes.

Bo Bing lowered her eyes and slowly slid into the quilt, but the faint blush on the tips of her ears was clearly visible on Yin Su's large screen.

Yin Su stared at the guy who had curled up in the blankets on the bed.

Why are you blushing?

Purely impressive.

The atmosphere became somewhat ambiguous for a moment.

"No," Bo Bing poked her head out again, her dark eyes deep and sharp. "I'm not starving to death yet."

According to the principle of "equivalent substitution," the more the other party is willing to increase the stakes, the more vigilant Bo Bing becomes.

Yin Su pursed his lips in resentment.

"And another thing," the young man said in a muffled voice, "you still haven't told me... what that movie was about."

“If my godfather comes to celebrate my birthday, I’ll take him to an internal screening,” Yin Su said, not giving an inch and keeping Bo Bing in suspense. “Don’t you want to see it? Director Wang Chang has a professional martial arts film crew, and this movie is aiming for awards.”

"Moreover, the actors all have confidentiality agreements."

Bo Bing was teased a little again, and after realizing what the other person meant, she became angry and embarrassed.

This little bastard has grown wings... Does that mean I secretly asked him to give me special treatment?

That was indeed the case, but having his secret thoughts suddenly exposed, the young man no longer wanted to deal with this unfathomable guy.

"Don't go!"

"Adoptive father?"

"Don't contact me again," the young man said, turning over and closing his eyes. "I can't be bothered with you. I'm going to sleep!"

Yin Su was a little stunned as he watched the furious guy hang up the video call.

What should I do?

What do I do when I've angered someone? I need help online.

Holding his phone, Yin Su could only manage a wry smile.

However, he did not expect that Bo Bing would keep her word and not reply to him with a single message for the next month.

With Li Dai shot, L City seems poised for a major upheaval.

The forces behind Yin Su also seem to be surging beneath the surface.

The calm before the storm.