Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

"what happened?"

A clear, girlish voice.

The girl in the light-colored dress sitting next to the man was in a wheelchair. Her long, smooth hair was tied up with a ribbon, and her dark eyes were filled with deep confusion.

Wen Yuan lowered his head and patted the girl's head. "It looks like I saw someone I know. Xiao Yu, stay put, I'll go take a look..."

When he looked up again, the guy who had just made the call had vanished without a trace.

Wen Yuan was slightly taken aback.

"Second brother, aren't we going?"

Shui Yuheng stared blankly at the man who had just been so emotional.

Wen Yuan felt conflicted. Had he misjudged the situation?

Or is it really Bo Bing? If it really is Bo Bing, how could someone from a poor family appear in Shanghai or at the Shui Family Private Hospital?

Wen Yuan was also somewhat confused. The young man who had just flashed by was now so thin that he looked unrecognizable, and he was completely unrelated to the guy in his memory, but he still had an intuitive sense of familiarity.

The young man's abrupt departure angered him. Clearly, he wasn't the type to open up to someone after just one meeting. However, he greatly admired Bo Bing. He knew about Bo Bing's contract termination with Starlight Entertainment and had even considered bringing Bo Bing to his agency.

He thought that his relationship with the young man could already be considered that of friends.

—Are we just friends on one side?

Wen Yuan smiled wryly, realizing that he too had moments of unrequited love.

When Bo Bing was in the car accident, all he heard was that Bo Bing killed the criminal in self-defense. He only vaguely heard about the truth of the matter, and even Jiang Wenqing was unwilling to tell him what exactly happened.

Jiang Wenqing and Bo Bing were initially at odds, but later Jiang Wenqing became closer to Bo Bing than Jiang Wenqing and even shared a secret with Bo Bing.

Wen Yuan thought to himself, "What a strange and mysterious fellow."

Like a gust of wind, it comes and goes.

Bo Bing received a call from Zhou Tao, told Yin Su, and then the group left the hospital.

The young man changed into a simple black knit sweater, over which he wore a set of washed jeans. Without a word, he took several urea bags from the back seat, tied them together with rubber bands, and secured them tightly to an iron frame with wheels.

As darkness fell, the young man turned and walked towards the station.

"Thin ice".

Yin Su heard his own voice in the autumn wind, but didn't know what to say—he had already said everything he needed to say.

"wait me back."

The young man turned his head and waved his right hand.

Yin Su stared at the young man's back until he completely disappeared.

Bo Bing had a safe journey, except that he was so carsick that he vomited uncontrollably. Even pickpockets didn't bother with this dirty-looking, shabby guy.

[The host is truly in a sorry state.]

"Don't make sarcastic remarks, Alpha."

It's normal to feel overwhelmed by a two-day, two-night bus journey.

The weather was not exactly cool at the beginning of autumn, and with the smell of sweat and smoke filling the car, Bo Bing's back was already soaked with sweat. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and dragged the bag out of the station.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the familiar place and hearing the familiar dialect.

"W County, W County! Anyone leaving?"

"T County, hurry! One person comes, then we're off! Hurry! T County's trucks, get them on board and go!"

Outside the bus station, there were many electric motorcycles and tricycles waiting to pick up people. Of course, there were also many unlicensed taxi drivers fighting over passengers. The young man felt his temples throbbing. He pressed the acupoints where the veins were bulging, gritted his teeth, cursed angrily in his dialect, shoved the unlicensed taxi drivers who wanted to snatch his bag and solicit passengers, and squinted as he looked for someone.

[Sensitive] Startup.

There seemed to be another chaotic battle ahead. Bo Bing cursed under his breath, his sixth sense telling him to go and take a look.

as predicted.

He spotted Li Bo, whose face had been bruised, standing far away next to a red three-wheeled motorcycle. Beside him was Bo Yuntian, who had been punched several times while trying to break up the fight. The two groups were pushing and shoving each other, and the people around them consciously left a gap for them to watch the show.

Without him even asking, as soon as he approached, the old man squatting on the stone bench smoking assumed he was also there to watch the commotion. He tapped his pipe and told him that the two young men had come to pick up someone, but had been targeted by a gang of unlicensed taxi drivers who mistook them for independent drivers trying to abduct people, which led to the conflict.

Why didn't you call the police?

"Do you know whose people they are? What ordinary driver would dare to offend them?" A middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth and a beer belly raised his hand, pointed at the face of the leader across from them, and then pointed at the van behind him. "Boss Zhi's men."

“Don’t I have a cell phone?” a rural woman with a blue headscarf said, leaning on a carrying pole. “That good-for-nothing has a mobile phone on his waist though… he’s completely lawless.”

"Someone working on the bus went to the phone booth to pay," the old man waved his hand and clicked his tongue. "Let's take a look first, these two young men... Hey? What are you doing, kid?"

A gasp rang out from the crowd. Bo Bing looked up and saw Bo Yuntian being pushed aside. Li Bo was also knocked to the ground by several hooligans who were soliciting customers. A young man with dyed yellow hair picked up a baton and was about to hit Li Bo, who was being held down by the side of the car wheel, on the head.

[Physical Activity Level] Activated.

[Leg Bone Strengthening] Activated.

[Rapid Movement] Activation. Cooldown time: 30 days.

The young man knew the force of that baton was no joke. This time, he even used the "Rapid Movement" skill, which required a cooldown. Otherwise, it would be a good thing if Li Bo suffered a concussion. He was afraid that this blond guy, who didn't know his own strength, would crack his skull open.

"Get lost, Kangzi—"

Before the crowd could react, they saw two dark figures fly into the air.

One of them was a pair of urea sacks, comically tied together, which slammed onto the back of the red tricycle with a loud bang.

In another move, Bo Bing delivered a flying kick, directly striking the blond-haired boy. The momentum from the kick sent the boy's baton flying four or five meters away, and the blond-haired boy fell to the ground, crying out in pain. Bo Bing then casually knocked down the boy's accomplice, who was carrying a switchblade.

Cheers erupted from the crowd as onlookers cheered.

"Little Ice Bro!"

"elder brother!"

Two surprised voices rang out. Li Bo, still as resilient as ever, despite his bruised and battered face, still managed to get up and greet Bo Bing with a grin. Bo Yuntian, on the other hand, stood up and carefully examined his emaciated brother, his tone filled with both surprise and heartache.

"Let's go! Let's go home first."

Bo Bing had no interest in being a monkey for others to watch, so he patted Li Bo on the shoulder and told him to go get the car.

"Stop! Did I say you could leave?"

"We're Boss Zhi's drivers! If you mess with us, Brother Cao won't let you off the hook, you beggar!"

The blond-haired man got up, wiped the large bloodstains on his arm, and cursed and grimaced. The people next to him pulled out their weapons and were eager to surround him.

"Cao Xin?"

—A lingering ghost!

Bo Bing's expression was gloomy. He took a running start and jumped onto the back of the tricycle. Without any regard for others, he spat on the knife opposite him. When the other party tried to come up, he pulled out the iron frame under the urea bag and pointed it at the blond-haired men, speaking in a voice that they could hear.

"Tell Cao Xin, if you have any problems, come find me and do it. Stop being so coy and disgusting!"

The sound of horns approaching rapidly from afar rang out, and the people on the other side were clearly startled. Li Bo took the opportunity to start the car, and the group drove off, leaving the shouting and cursing behind.