Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Late May.

The summer heat seeped through the gaps in the lush green leaves, then spread dappled, bright halos across the concrete ground.

Thus, the sense of urgency of summer gradually gripped people's hearts.

Bo Yuntian's high school entrance exam is over.

"Brother, I'm out."

The boy, wearing a brand-new white short-sleeved shirt, stood among a group of test takers, waving his exam document bag. "I've finished the exam!"

Bo Yuntian's voice was clear and bright, and he patted Bo Bing's shoulder with youthful energy.

Bo Bing smiled and indulged him, not dodging him.

"Looks like he did pretty well," Bo Bing thought. "This guy... at least he looked great when he walked out of the exam room."

"Get in the car, your aunt asked me to take you to the hospital to see your uncle."

"Okay, brother," Bo Yuntian obediently replied, and got into the van that Li Feng had lent to Bo Bing. Bo Bing also turned on the air conditioning in the van for him.

Li Dai regained consciousness and returned to a regular ward from the intensive care unit. Upon hearing that Li Dai had woken up, the whole family went to see him.

Bo Bing leaned against the wall outside the ward, a flash of blue light in her eyes, and an electronic screen unfolded in front of her.

[Start calculating points for the host]

Bo Bing received his bonus points for the week.

[Physique +2]

【力量: 34|速度: 34|敏捷: 15|智力: 26|体质: 14|魅力: 32|野心: 85|音乐: 9|舞蹈: 12|未解锁状态】

Bo Bing didn't really care about the skill point allocation, since these points were insignificant compared to the terrifying skills.

What are your thoughts, host?

"What's this?" Bo Bing smiled. "Your question?"

Alpha paused for a moment, which was uncharacteristic of it.

A cold, fitted electronic sound rang out.

That's not true.

This is a declarative sentence.

In other words, a thin ice-like answer is not necessarily required.

"Don't worry."

Bo Bing lowered his eyes; he knew perfectly well what the system was anxious about.

It's simply that my progress here is a bit too slow, or perhaps the system is afraid that Bo Bing has really started to enjoy a happy life.

This is just a hint.

The system continued to provide "task" prompts as always.

"It's all up to human effort," Bo Bing said, twirling the car keys in her hand. "It's not the right time yet."

He needs a thread to connect all the clues and his own ambition.

The explosive barrel cannot be ignited until the fuse is made.

"Xiao Bing, Xiao Bing?"

Li Yumei came out of the ward. "You... Uncle Li Dai said he wants to see you."

Bo Bing got up and went inside. There were quite a few people in the ward, but thankfully Li Dai's VIP ward was big enough.

When Li Dai saw him, his gaze instantly changed, becoming somewhat scrutinizing.

The young man frowned almost imperceptibly, but still politely asked, "Uncle? Are you feeling better?"

Li Yuan and Bo Yuntian held their breath quietly beside them.

"I almost lost my life," Li Dai closed his eyes and smiled helplessly, "I guess I was blessed by the gods, I'm very lucky to have survived."

Zheng Yuxiu, who was standing next to him, was unhappy with his foul language and gave him a cold look, saying, "You just can't speak properly."

Li Dai didn't say anything, but just sighed and turned to Bo Bing.

Zheng Yuxiu knew what he wanted to say, so she led the people in the room out.

"I have to thank you a lot for this, Xiaobing," the man said seriously, as if trying to read something from the other person's expression. "I've always had a question... but I don't know if I should say it."

"Go ahead."

Bo Bing ignored Li Dai's probing and sat directly opposite Li Laosan's bed, her eyes darkening. "What do you want to know?"

The coldness in his tone made Li Dai shiver inexplicably.

how come?

Li Dai was no stranger to this superior attitude; in fact, he was this kind of guy in this family, so he was all too familiar with this sense of looking down on others.

“Then I won’t beat around the bush,” Li Dai said, knowing that Bo Bing was also a smart man. “You were the one who threw the knife back then.”

"Correct."

“Your aim is remarkable,” Li Dai said, looking into Bo Bing’s eyes. “I’ve received information that the guy’s wrist was pierced with pinpoint accuracy.”

He was also incredulous when he heard his younger brother's report.

So this is the kind of guy who likes to keep a low profile, my sister's stepson, Bo Bing...? He seems a bit different from the guy I remember.

In just a split second, the cake knife pierced the wrist of the gunman inside the car, preventing him from picking up the gun or dying on the spot—what incredible reaction, strength, and accuracy!

"Have you received training in this area?"

Li Dai didn't think Bo Bing was some greenhorn who had just gotten lucky.

"Just a bit of talent."

Bo Bing deftly deflected Li Dai's questions with a subtle and skillful maneuver.

Before his sister's second marriage, Li Dai had investigated Bo Xiaolong. Now, he carefully recalled Bo Bing's family background, wanting to know how much of this "talent" was genuine.

Bo Xiaolong's father, Bo Guosheng, was a well-known man in the production team. He was tall and strong, and in his youth, he was said to be as strong as an ox. In addition, he was honest and stubborn, so he was nicknamed "Old Spring Ox". He could eat four catties of pork in one meal, lift the millstone of the production team by himself, and he also knew how to use a dog-beating stick to chase away the gray wolves in the cornfields of the village.

When it came to Bo Xiaolong, he looked presentable. At first, he managed to farm, but later he followed a few bad friends and threw all the family's money into a bottomless pit. Then he became a complete alcoholic and turned into a dark-skinned, uncultured idiot.

Not only did Bo Xiaolong not change his ways after getting married, but he also tried to take money from his family, which angered Bo Guosheng and his wife Wang Cuilan so much that they cut off all ties with him. As a result, his brothers also stopped associating with Bo Xiaolong altogether.

Bo Bing was unaware that Li Dai was already wondering if he had learned some of Bo Guosheng's farming skills.

The two exchanged a few more tentative words.

“No matter what, you saved my life. I will definitely help you in the future if I can… I also want to thank you for taking care of my daughter,” Li Dai said with some worry, but then he felt relieved. “Yuanyuan said you cook better than her mother.”

"You flatter me," Bo Bing said with a smile, "but thank you anyway."

"Haha, young man, you have a funny way of talking."

People who know how to appreciate kindness are welcome wherever they go.

Li Dai, a seasoned veteran with years of experience, was quite adept at judging character, and he held Bo Bing in high regard. However, Li Dai was unaware that Bo Bing was actually a seasoned veteran no less cunning than himself... no, in fact, Feng Tianhan might be far superior.

Bo Bing stood up and politely took his leave.

Li Dai, however, saw it: the moment the young man's smile vanished, a chilling sharpness lingered in his eyes.

He shook his head, dismissing the idea of ​​getting the other party to work with him—originally, he was somewhat interested in his second sister acting as a go-between. Even if she didn't achieve anything great, he could easily do her a favor, meddle in other people's business, and get a share of the profits.

But just now, it seems that this guy is not as kind and gentle as my second sister described. I can't even see through the depths of this young man.

Li Dai was somewhat tempted by the talent and wanted to bring the guy along to enjoy the fruits of his labor, but...

"This boy is no ordinary person," he thought.

It transforms into a dragon when it encounters favorable winds and clouds.