Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Bo Bing slept for seventeen hours and woke up to find herself back at the hotel.

Headache.

My body also felt sore from sleeping for so long.

His memories after the match were fragmented. The young man rubbed his head, removed the dried towel from his forehead, and coughed a few times. He looked at his phone, which clearly showed 10:30 p.m. He stood up, and the nerve pain in his lower back made him sway, bumping into the coat rack next to him.

There was a noise outside, followed by a regular knock on the door, and Li Ling's voice rang out from outside the guest suite.

Are you awake?

"woke up."

Bo Bing scratched her hair and opened the door for him. "What's wrong?"

Li Ling stepped aside, instructing the private doctor beside him to examine Bo Bing's body while explaining his condition from the previous day.

Yin Su was the first to notice the young man's odd behavior. Without giving Kang Xiong any face, he directly pulled the young man away. When they got to the garage, Bo Bing was already unconscious. With so many people around, Yin Su wasn't comfortable with the doctors there, so he had to find an acquaintance to check on Bo Bing's condition first.

Upon learning that Bo Bing was merely overworked and not in any danger, Yin Su and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Li Ling escorted Bo Bing back first, while He Jinlan and Yin Su rushed to the film studio to check on Wang Chang's filming progress.

The electronic voice in Bo Bing's brain also confirmed Li Ling's statement.

The host's condition is mental exhaustion, but the recovery is quite good.

Bo Bing roughly knew what was going on, but she didn't expect the conditions for activating these system skills to become increasingly demanding. She would have to be more careful in the future.

Of course, that's what she said, but Bo Bing thought that many developments in current events were not something she could easily control. She just knew that the side effects of the system's skills were not a big deal, since once such a thing was used, she had to be prepared to bear the consequences.

Please rest assured.

The weights you've placed on the scales are heavy enough.

Bo Bing knew this was the system's 'consolation'—although saying a string of code like that seemed a bit strange.

[System Alpha protects you]

It's still the Alpha's standby voice.

Li Ling ordered the hotel's late-night snack service and explained to the young man that this was something his superior had instructed him to do beforehand: once the young man woke up, he should be served some light dishes.

Bo Bing nodded to him as a way of thanking him.

Yin Su had a night scene to film and came back quite late. Bo Bing finished washing up and was only wearing her underwear. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, haphazardly drying her hair with a hairdryer. She wasn't surprised to see him come in and even had the mood to turn off the hairdryer and greet him.

"How is your godfather recovering?"

The man walked over, slightly bent his knees, and met Bo Bing's gaze. "Looks like you've recovered. Do you need to rest for another two days?"

Yin Su's natural concern seemed genuine, and the young man sighed as he looked at the bloodshot eyes and worry in the man's eyes.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tense there, and I get a bit unstable when I relax."

Bo Bing naturally couldn't say that this was a side effect of the system skill, so she gave a plausible reason to reassure Yin Su, "It won't affect the next two matches or the filming schedule."

Yin Su hung up his clothes, taking Bo Bing's tension for granted as a result of encountering those troublesome members of the Kang family. He had no doubts, but his dislike for Kang Xiong only intensified.

After a quick wash, Yin Su instinctively tried to climb into Bo Bing's bed. Seeing that Bo Bing had closed his eyes, he assumed the young man was fast asleep and worried that he might catch a cold from the air conditioning. So he gently tucked the edge of Bo Bing's blanket in and prepared to leave.

"Teacher Yin Su was actually the Snail Fairy?"

The young man opened his eyes and teased the man, "You provide food and drink, and even take care of whether the blankets are tidy."

Yin Su turned his head, unable to hide the weariness between his brows, and even his attempt to curl the corners of his lips failed.

"If my godfather is willing, he'll even warm my bed..."

This statement created a strangely ambiguous atmosphere.

"Warming the bed in this heat? Don't roast me alive," Bo Bing blinked, looking at Yin Su, and asked the question that had been on her mind, "You came out at dawn this morning, and after taking care of me you still had to go to filming until now?"

"Ugh, so sleepy."

Yin Su looked somewhat aggrieved, standing obediently by the bed with her head down, like a delicate flower covered in dew, making her seem pitiful. "Otherwise, people will say I'm being arrogant."

That's true, Bo Bing thought to herself.

"Then come up and sleep." Even though she knew that Yin Su was acting, Bo Bing still couldn't bear to see him forcing a smile. She moved over a bit to make room for Yin Su by the bed and patted the pillow that she had flattened.

So Yin Su turned on the light and lay down next to his godfather as he wished.

"My godfather still softened his heart."

Yin Su stared at the young man in the darkness and said something without any apparent reason.

I don't know if they're referring to what just happened, or to the young man's handling of the Kang family, or even the mess that Ice Age was in.

After a long silence, Yin Su almost assumed his godfather had fallen asleep.

It seemed like someone had touched her head, and Bo Bing's tone was very soft.

"Don't follow my example."