Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

"Your skills are quite good," Wei Yang said, taking a sip of tea and staring at the young man in the middle of the arena. "Did you graduate from a martial arts school? Or did you train under a master?"

Bo Bing met Wei Yang's gaze with neither humility nor arrogance, "It's just a facade."

"A showpiece?"

The other person's profoundness beyond his youth made Wei Yang frown imperceptibly. He looked at the still-swelling, thin hand, and said, "Using blood circulation, you're not just practicing hard qigong, you also have internal energy."

The character Hu Shengchuan is set to practice hard qigong, and in the end, he dies because his hard qigong dissipates.

Although Wei Yang's skill wasn't as strong as it had been in his youth, he could still tell that Bo Bing's external martial arts training incorporated many internal energy cultivation methods.

"I'm sorry, this is a secret technique, not to be passed on to outsiders."

Bo Bing's words cut off Wei Yang's further inquiry about the cultivation method, but many people present felt that this guy was arrogant and extremely tactless, daring not to give Wei Yang any face.

Wei Yang stroked his short beard, but he wasn't angry. He knew that some techniques were considered secret methods and were not passed on to anyone other than his own disciples. However, he was still curious and wanted to find out about Bo Bing's background, but he was interrupted by a guy who had been watching the young man for a long time.

"Teacher Wei Yang is really curious about the guy I brought," Yin Su said in a low voice, his usual teasing tone unchanged. "After all, not everyone has the influence to let me bring someone into the crew."

Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, Wei Yang naturally understood some social etiquette. Seeing that Yin Su had interrupted him, he stopped talking. After all, he had always been quite dissatisfied with Yin Su's recruitment of people, but after this encounter, he understood that Bo Bing was indeed not the good-for-nothing the other actors in the crew had described.

Clearly, his doubts and suspicions had not yet been dispelled.

Bo Bing was actually slightly relieved, but when she looked up, she met the eyes of the guy who looked exceptionally handsome today.

Yin Su curled his lips and looked with interest at Bo Bing, who was feeling uncomfortable under his gaze.

Tsk, this guy...

Bo Bing's heart, which had just been at ease, was raised again. What's going on now?

"Teacher Wei Yang and the director just praised your action scenes; they were good," Yin Su said, his smile masking a stern tone as he rolled up the script. "Your lines weren't up to par, and you avoided the camera's view at all. What do you mean by that?"

Those who know Yin Su know that he is very serious about his work.

Bo Bing stood amidst the gloating or sympathetic gazes of the crowd, her body slightly stiff, her hands clenched at her sides.

He had memorized his lines, but his tone lacked emotion, a fact he was well aware of. He also knew the location of the cameras and the various camera positions. He thought his attempts to avoid the cameras were well-hidden, but Yin Su had discovered them.

Should I compliment you on your keen insight?

Yin Su smiled, and the sternness in his tone made Wei Yang shrug uncomfortably, giving Bo Bing a look that said, "Good luck to you."

Bo Bing lowered her head as Yin Su reprimanded her in front of everyone. Her embarrassed ears turned bright red, making her look especially pitiful against her black hair.

"I'm sorry, Yin Su... teacher."

—That damned brat.

"Well, but I'll eventually become desensitized to cameras."

Yin Su's words had a hidden meaning.

Bo Bing lowered his eyes and pursed his lips tightly. It was unpleasant to be lectured by someone who was actually younger than him. The reversal of their status also left him at a loss. Unfortunately, he couldn't just leave at this moment.

Fortunately, Yin Su didn't continue to deliberately make things difficult for him... or perhaps he had made things difficult enough, and waved him away.

farce.

After a long day of work, Bo Bing didn't even have the appetite to eat before returning to the hotel.

The bed in the outer room had already been made up, and Bo Bing took a quick shower before returning to bed.

I know perfectly well that it's my own shortcoming.

However, when Yin Su pointed it out, Bo Bing felt a strange, subtle feeling in his heart, and he didn't know why.

Unable to fall asleep, Bo Bing took out his phone to check his location. He filtered through a lot of information in his mind and then searched for the information he needed.

[The jurisdiction of two mouths]

Tsk, let's put the matter with Yin Su aside for now. That guy is too deep-thinking; even I don't know what kind of scheme he's up to.

Although Yin Su's decision to recruit her into the group was one of the conditions for completing "Second Life," Bo Bing knew in her heart that while Yin Su seemed to be helping her, it was actually a form of surveillance.

Arranging a visible trajectory for unknowns is one way to prevent them from slipping out of one's control.

I don't know what's wrong with those guys from the Ice Age. They're actually stirring up trouble in Southeast Asia at this time. Bo Bing took a deep breath, dialed a number on his phone, and his eyes were deep.

Three busy signals followed, but no one answered.

He hung up and called again.

The call was answered almost instantly this time, and the first thing a woman asked with a mixed accent was, "Hello?"

Bo Bing paused, then lowered her voice, "Lü Lin, it's me."

——"Feng Tianhan."

Yin Su's eyelids twitched as he was in the car on his way back, as if something was out of control.

"Drive faster."

He sat in the back seat with the headlights off.

Looking in the rearview mirror, He Jinlan saw that Yin Su's face seemed to be melting into the black mist.