Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

With two days to go before the start of the Grey Tournament at Blue Lantern Fortress, Yin Su wasn't in a hurry to take Bo Bing to watch the game and warm up.

For Bo Bing, there was some good news as well—today was almost the end of the month.

Alpha's cold, ruthless electronic voice rolled in Bo Bing's ears, calculating his points for the next half month.

[Ambition +2]

[Agility +1]

[Physique +2]

【力量: 34|速度: 34|敏捷: 20|智力: 27|体质: 18|魅力: 32|野心: 87|音乐: 9|舞蹈: 12|未解锁状态】

[Blue Light - Brain - Beginner] Unlocks 1% of brain function, gaining the active skill [Photographic Memory], but at the cost of [Instantaneous Information Entropy].

The points allocated to ambition do not depend on the distribution of Alpha, but are entirely provided by Bo Bing himself. In other words, the system has detected Bo Bing's growing ambition and calculated it into corresponding values, thus digitizing the feature data.

Adding points to Constitution is exactly what Bo Bing needs right now. He doesn't want to work with a sickly body. Besides, he needs to add 20 points to Constitution to unlock the next stage of [Training Board].

Although Bo Bing doesn't know how high the bonus will be in the second stage, there is no doubt that it will be slightly better than her current physique.

As for the last one, Bo Bing frowned, deciding to wait for the right opportunity to test the skill's effectiveness.

Regardless, Bo Bing now has a much larger pool of trump cards, a realization that made him breathe a sigh of relief. After all, having more trump cards means having more ways to survive, and he wouldn't rely on these skills to save his life unless absolutely necessary.

Seek advantage and avoid harm.

Only when it's unavoidable does Bo Bing's gaze turn cold.

—Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures.

After washing up, Bo Bing, wearing the hoodie that Yin Su had taken care of for him the night before, lazily nestled on the sofa, yawning as he ate breakfast, and even had the leisure to watch Sun Qiuping and his group style Yin Su.

Like a snake leisurely coiled up.

In the hotel room, not far from the tea room was a dressing area specially set up for Yin Su. Sun Qiuping and He Jinlan had informed Yin Su about this early in the morning.

He Jinlan came to report on the handling of last night's incident. Sun Qiuping arrived a little later, bringing with him a large group of assistants, stylists, and costume designers. The flashy tools and the stylists with their colorful hairstyles and outlandish clothes left Bo Bing speechless.

Even at banquets held before filming begins, Yin Su's makeup and styling for such occasions must be meticulous and sophisticated.

The gunmetal gray haute couture suit was adorned with priceless pearls at the collar, expensive gemstone cufflinks, and a subtly luxurious Patek Philippe watch peeked out from the wrist.

Even Bo Bing had to praise him for his high class, saying he was different from those vulgar girls and didn't have a trace of nouveau riche air about him.

Even outfits that might seem excessive to ordinary people don't look out of place on Yin Su at all; instead, they accentuate his innate aura of authority.

The radiance of his face and his naturally sculpted physique are the best adornments for the movie star.

No matter how exquisite the jewels, they would pale in comparison to him.

Seeing Yin Su's long hair tied low behind her head with a plain hair tie by the stylist, the familiar scene inexplicably made Bo Bing feel a bit of a married woman, which made him chuckle to himself.

"Am I ridiculous?"

Yin Su's abrupt words startled the stylist. The group froze, then followed Sun Qiuping's gaze to the person on the sofa. Realizing their overstepping of bounds, they all lowered their heads.

It's quite pretty, though.

Bo Bing thought.

No, I think you're quite pretty.

The familiar, flippant, hooligan whistle.

He Jinlan and Sun Qiuping maintained their composure, demonstrating their exceptional professionalism.

Hearing Bo Bing's almost teasing words, the little wolf cub involuntarily furrowed his brows, but his heart skipped a beat.

Perhaps it was a feeling of elation, or some other emotion.

Yin Su couldn't explain it either.

The stylist had no idea who the young man was, but realizing that the client's words didn't have much to do with her own styling, she breathed a sigh of relief and continued working.

Yin Su had considered having Bo Bing tidy up as well, but the young man didn't seem to be cooperating, so the man could only let him have his way.

Bo Bing was just a nobody in the entertainment industry, and now he wasn't even considered a third-rate celebrity. Naturally, he wasn't qualified to sit and eat with people like Yin Su and Wang Chang. Yin Su could only tell him to buy some food and wander around by himself, and that he would take him to an audition after the meal.

Although it was called an audition, it was already a done deal for Bo Bing to join the cast.

He wasn't playing a major role, but since Yin Su personally asked, Wang Chang naturally agreed without hesitation. The two had a decent personal relationship and had worked together for quite some time, so it was impossible for Wang Chang to be so tactless.

Moreover, Tianci Entertainment, which is behind Yin Su, is indeed one of the film's investors. Although it is not the exclusive sponsor, it is no secret in the industry that actors bring their own investment to join the production. Even Wang Chang is happy to see actors bring their own investment to join the production, even if it is not for his important roles.

Bo Bing's terrifying strength and physical abilities would make him one of the top characters in Wang Chang's action films, a fact Yin Su was certain of. Even professionally trained individuals like Yin Su and He Jinlan might not have encountered anyone as eccentric as Bo Bing. Even though Yin Su knew the person inside was actually Feng Tianhan, he still couldn't fathom the man's true intentions.

However, Bo Bing still has to go through the casting process.

Although Yin Su can protect him, there will still be plenty of people who are not convinced.

After all, no one knows who spread the rumor.

Just like now.

Three or five young actors surrounded a guy in the restroom, hurling insults at him.

A man dressed in a silver-white haute couture suit emerged from the restroom on the other side. His outfit was clearly carefully designed; it was quite formal, with a touch of Korean fashion, all in an effort to leave a slightly better impression on the director, staff, and even the cunning and ruthless smiling tiger.

This was a hard-won opportunity for him. He had always dreamed of starring in a movie directed by a big name like Wang Chang, so even though it was a supporting role, he accepted it without hesitation, fearing that the higher-ups might renege on their promise and take back this hard-won opportunity.

He merely sneered at this common occurrence, glancing briefly at the group before pretending not to see them and leaving, knowing it was better to avoid trouble.

However, his gaze suddenly paused when he saw the young man squatting in the middle. Before he could make a proper look, the cold venom in the young man's eyes poured down on him, making him shiver.

[Feeling like falling into an ice cave]

He shouted it out with almost all his might, his voice filled with fear and surprise mixed with a sharp, penetrating quality, his voice cracking as he raised it eighteen degrees.

"—Bo Bing?! It's you?!"

Indeed, the wet-looking guy squatting in the corner was Bo Bing. His vicious and sinister snake eyes were veiled in a hazy red veil, and his black pupils, soaked in bloodshot whites, began to swell like a giant, the blood color about to materialize and flow down, becoming the most deadly venom in his fangs.

He seemed to be deep in thought, pointing a finger to his temple, and didn't fight back even after being kicked several times.

The stark white light shone on Bo Bing, whose wet hoodie clung to her body, revealing her terrifyingly thin, skeletal frame. Her wet hair dripped water down her high, straight nose, sunken eye sockets, pale cheeks, and bloodless lips.

[Water Ghost]

If He Jinlan and Li Ling were present, they would definitely recognize Bo Bing's current state.

"You don't want your life?"

The man in the white suit pretended to calm down and reached into his pocket for his phone.

The young actors turned around and saw who it was. They were instantly at a loss. They didn't expect to run into someone here, especially a popular young actor from Tianci Entertainment.

The person coming is not someone else.

He was an old acquaintance of Bo Bing.