Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Time flies, and director Wang Chang's filming in Southeast Asia is coming to an end.

Bo Bing still performed despite his injury. Fortunately, his role was small, and he managed to pass muster for the time being. In addition, he would help the other actors in the crew with martial arts instruction, so everyone had a good impression of him.

Filming here has come to an end, and the group flew back to Shanghai. In addition to Bo Bing's injury, some actors also contracted fevers and received treatment at a hospital in Shanghai after the trip. The schedules and availability of these actors also need to be reported to Wang Chang by their agents in a timely manner for modification.

The crew still needed to pack up the materials and filming equipment, so Wang Chang decided to give the actors a week off to regroup and get back into shape.

Bo Bing and Yin Su returned to the building.

The place was exactly the same as when they left, and even Bo Bing felt a little dazed.

Xiao Peilin was in the study reporting his work to Yin Su, while his agent, Sun Qiuping, sat on the sofa in the living room, carefully reviewing Yin Su's schedule on his laptop and occasionally making and receiving phone calls.

On the other sofa, Li Ling was taking notes on the central control system's actions, occasionally asking He Jinlan for details.

Bo Bing took a shower, applied medicine to her body, and nestled on a beanbag chair by the window wearing a white short-sleeved shirt. Beside her was a script with messy drawings, and her newly bought MP3 player dutifully played opera.

The kitten, Hongtashan, nestled obediently in Bo Bing's arms, its paws tucked inside. Its fur had grown longer, and it didn't look as small as when it first arrived. Bo Bing gently stroked the kitten's head, which was drowsy in the autumn sun.

Half-asleep, the system notification sounded in her mind. Bo Bing blinked unconsciously, but was clearly not awake.

[Acting skills +1]

【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|演技：2|未解锁状态】

[Archery Mastery - Traditional Bow] Feathered arrows, never missing their mark! Triggering this skill while using a standard traditional bow will grant you Traditional Bow Mastery.

Oh, a traditional bow?

Bo Bing thought that she had played this game with ethnic minority drivers before, but the aiming was really bad, so she stopped playing it.

Wang Chang's side is likely to face another tough battle.

The young man sighed inwardly.

He still needs to go back to L City to take care of some things. Zhou Tao called earlier to say that the factory there is almost settled, and all that's left is for Bo Bing to go back.

Bo Bing let his family know he was safe. Li Yumei said she had already bought beef and mutton and was waiting for him to come back. Bo Yuntian's tutoring classes were almost over, and there was only one week left before school started. Li Bo was even more excited to hear that Bo Bing was coming back and volunteered to pick him up at the station.

"What do you want to eat?" Yin Su finished his work and went downstairs. He saw the boneless young man taking a nap while hugging a cat. He unconsciously smiled, walked over and gently patted the young man's cheek, watching as the young man came back to his senses.

"Hmm? It's already mealtime?" The young man got up and picked up the kitten. "What do you want to eat?"

"These are the questions I asked my godfather," Yin Su pursed his lips and lowered his eyelids, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"I do not want to go out."

"Then I'll do it?" The man's tone was inexplicably cautious.

“I’ll do it today,” Bo Bing said, taking off her headphones and placing the kitten in the man’s hands. “You go and feed it.”

Even with a loss of taste, the young man's culinary skills make cooking a breeze; the aroma fills the air as soon as the chili peppers hit the pan.

When Bo Bing came out carrying the plate, she saw the man playing with the kitten.

"Godfather, look, look, how cute!"

Yin Su knelt on the carpet, holding up a fluffy Siamese cat wearing a small blue hat for the young man to see. The cat meowed, its tail curled around the man's wrist, its big, round eyes looking in the young man's direction.

Next to him was a handsome guy with his eyes narrowed in a smile.

Bo Bing paused in his steps.

"Want me to feed you?" The man's tone was light and cheerful, carrying a lively, youthful air.

It's been a long time.

“Go wash your hands,” Bo Bing shook her head, her heart suddenly softening.

What an oblivious person...

—You're the cutest one.

Yin Su didn't ask Bo Bing about what happened that day, nor did he mention the Southwest Local Army again. He just kept praising his cooking.

Bo Bing took a sip of water and suddenly said, "I have to go back to L City."

"today?"

Yin Su's hand stiffened for a moment, then he resumed his gentle smile. "Does it have to be today?"

"Ah."

"My godfather has to go to the medical check-up I scheduled for this afternoon."

The man elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth, and Bo Bing responded with a sound of agreement.

The young man's tone was not one of discussion at all; it was clearly telling me that this was just a notification, and even if I didn't want him to leave, I couldn't stop him from doing so.

You were just trying to coax me.

Yin Su thought, what is this, a last meal before execution?

"Let's make this clear first, Godfather must come back after he goes back, and he can't lose contact with us," the little wolf said with a smile to the young man. "Otherwise, I'll be sad."

Now it was Bo Bing's turn to be stunned.

Sad?

"Don't worry," the young man said, turning his head to drink water to hide his emotions. "I can't afford the penalty for breach of contract."

Shui Family Private Hospital in Shanghai.

The examination of Bo Bing was conducted very quickly, and even Bo Bing herself had to admit that money is power.

Yin Su and Li Ling were reviewing Bo Bing's report. The thick report was stacked up, and the director next to them was explaining Bo Bing's physical parameters one by one. The speed at which the open wounds were healing was far beyond that of ordinary people. Several wounds had healed very well, and there was no sign that they were critical wounds.

This is thanks to the host's skills.

"It's all thanks to you."

The black-haired youth responded to the electronic voice without changing his expression.

He didn't want to stay in the disinfectant environment for too long, so he said he would make a phone call and leave the scene.

After the person left, Yin Su frowned slightly as he stared at the medical report. "Still no way to restore the sense of taste?"

"I'm sorry, we haven't been able to find the cause of the illness yet," the chief physician adjusted his glasses and showed him Bo Bing's data. "We may need to do further blood tests to confirm the diagnosis, and we will also contact relevant experts abroad for joint research."

Yin Su nodded. "Continue to follow up."

"And another thing," the doctor said, pointing to a report with some confusion, then hesitated, "the patient is malnourished."

Malnutrition?

Not only Yin Su, but even Li Ling looked at the report in disbelief.

The chief physician knew that the guy opposite him was definitely not short of money, so he carefully considered his words.

"It could be a psychological problem caused by loss of taste."

"I see."

A sudden sense of powerlessness rose in Yin Su's heart.

On the other side, there are green flower beds.

The tall man, dressed in casual clothes and wearing trendy earrings, suddenly stopped talking to the girl next to him, stood up abruptly, and stared blankly at a young man making a phone call.

Looks familiar.