Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

The live television broadcast that day was extremely popular, and the numerous comments from viewers made the television station quite famous.

The Weibo account of '薄冰810' has also reached 50,000 followers, which is a level that many trainees and veteran actors in China cannot reach.

Nothing major happened to Bo Bing this month, so Yin Su used his injury as an excuse to tell him not to go back and to focus on recovering.

Although Bo Bing was eager to know how things were going with the pharmaceutical factory, the significant gap in medical standards between the two sides meant that even with systematic care, it couldn't be bridged in a short time. She could only remotely manage the situation. Fortunately, it seemed that Lord Yin Feng was optimistic about local industries, and the construction of the pharmaceutical factory wasn't delayed for too long.

In addition, he also needed to review for the year-end exams, so he took advantage of the situation and stayed in Senhua for a while, visiting the Shui family once a week to check on their recovery.

Early December.

The first snow fell in a flurry; it was more like sleet than snow.

Unlike the heavy snowfalls of the Northwest, the snow in Shanghai is heavy with moisture. It stings when it hits your face, and freezes solid as soon as it hits the ground, making it slippery to walk on.

The snow had finally accumulated to a thin layer, giving the green belt next to the office building a silvery appearance.

The sun was high in the sky, but it couldn't radiate much heat in the cold wind, leaving only a group of white-collar workers hurrying along the white road, their breath steaming in the cold air.

The following is a summary of the skill point allocation for Bo Bing last month.

[Acting skills +2]

[Agility +1]

【Charm +1】

【力量: 35|速度: 34|敏捷: 24|智力: 27|体质: 23|魅力: 33|野心: 87|音乐: 10|舞蹈: 12|演技：9|未解锁状态】

The Charm stat, which hadn't increased in a long time, was also increased. Bo Bing looked at the stats on the panel and considered the various effects of these stats.

After all, adding points seems good, but in reality it's still not enough. At this stage, what he lacks most are points in physique and acting skills.

In layman's terms, adding points to Constitution increases his mana and maximum health, allowing him to unleash the full potential of his skills instead of just having skills he can't use. As for adding points to Acting, it helps him fulfill the original owner's wish sooner, since not everyone is Yin Su. In reality, a Best Actor award falling from the sky is enough to crush a whole host of hardworking actors.

Bo Bing could only hope that the system would take pity on her and provide something useful later.

[Mystery Gift Pack - Analgin *1] Removes 80% of negative effects, instantly restores 90% of health, and reduces maximum health by 1%. Please use this item with caution.

The three-month gift pack included a potion called Analgin. Bo Bing had heard of it before, and after being distributed by the system, this thing seemed to be an enhanced version of a bug-like divine potion. She just didn't know where it would come in handy later.

[Bone Strengthening] Continuously restores bone density. Duration: 1 year.

【Golden Toad Leap】A multi-stage skill that greatly increases your lower limb strength and can be used as a dash skill.

[Title Acquired: Ankle Breaker] Point Guard skill: Disrupts center of gravity.

The skill 【Strengthening Bones】 is quite good. When Bo Bing really needs this, it can speed up the recovery of fractures and strengthen the body. As for 【Golden Toad Leap】, which is like a frog jump, Bo Bing hasn't figured out the scene that triggers it yet.

It's also possible that the scene was too beautiful for them to bear looking at.

As for the title "Ankle Terminator"... Bo Bing's face darkened. This system just gives out worthless titles.

The doctor was surprised by his speed of recovery. After taking some time to treat his left hand, he prescribed some traditional Chinese medicine as usual and told him to go to the back to get it.

The young man, wearing a mask and leisurely carrying a bag of medicine, declined Li Ling's offer to pick him up. He took a bus and wandered around. As night fell, various food stalls set up outside the bustling streets and began to hawk their wares. Many places seemed to have put up decorations early in preparation for Christmas.

Bo Bing thoroughly enjoyed the lively atmosphere of winter, wandering around the snack street, looking but not buying. After receiving a few eye-rolls, she finally bought two roasted sweet potatoes.

A young body is very light.

The street wasn't far from the university town, so most of the people around were men and women on dates. Young couples secretly held hands under the cover of night, and occasionally a few soft whispers of coquetry and laughter could be heard, exuding youthful energy. Groups of brothers sat on the side of the street, driving green cars and eating skewers, while the two-dollar stores and CD shops were full of trendy girls.

very nice.

It's good to be alive.

Bo Bing stood out somewhat by his own company, but blending in with the young students gave him a real sense of becoming younger.

Is this what college life is like? It looks pretty good. Bo Bing smiled, unable to resist the comfortable atmosphere, and casually bought a small bouquet of roses that a female student working part-time on the roadside was enthusiastically promoting, stuffing it into a plastic bag.

Bo Bing was carrying a medicine bag in one hand, with two roasted sweet potatoes stacked on top of it, warmed by the still-hot liquid medicine packets. In the other hand, she was munching on a kebab sandwich.

During his recovery period, nothing major happened. I guess they took pity on him and things calmed down a bit.

With the curfew time approaching, Bo Bing started taking shortcuts back using Alpha's navigation. He frowned as he turned through several neon-lit alleys filled with cheap, feminine scents. After refusing four or five women and men who tried to get him to stay at a hotel, he turned into a small alley piled with clutter and accidentally kicked over a wine bottle.

A sharp, jarring sound of glass shattering as a bottle knocked over a pile of bottles, creating a sickeningly loud crash.

"who is it?"

"get out!"

Ah, Bo Bing stood in the shadows, her fingers clenched.

—Can you calm down a bit?

Once a person has this kind of thought, trouble will always come knocking.

For example, right now, a scene of abduction of women is unfolding behind a luxurious nightclub.

—It just so happened that thin ice bumped into it.

By then, it was too late for him to pretend he hadn't seen anything and leave, because some of the bottles had hit the group of people when they collapsed.

Under the neon lights and moonlight, Bo Bing could see several rich young men standing there, with bodyguards who seemed to be condoning their crimes.

"Help! Help us!"

The voice was so hoarse that it was unrecognizable.

Two girls were cowering in the corner, their clothes being torn. One girl was protecting the person behind her. She had just cried for help when she was slapped across the face. Her watery peach blossom eyes were filled with tears. She looked at her lifeline with the panic and determination of a fawn. The other girl seemed to be drunk. She was dizzy and clutching her collar, crying.

The girl's tears fell like pearls from a broken string, instantly shattering the ice and snow on the ground.

The grumbling young master spat as he smashed the wine bottle in two against the thin ice.

"You brat, get over here and kneel down!"

"You dare to play the hero and save the damsel in distress? Don't you want to live in Shanghai anymore?"

Bo Bing stood at the alley entrance, tilting her head slightly, and nimbly dodged the wine bottle thrown by the other party.

"Alpha, look at the good thing you've done with your navigation system. Even a dog wouldn't be this lucky if it were chasing after shit."

It was just a coincidence.

Bo Bing put on a mask and sneered, "Stop talking nonsense, call the police."

The drunken leader, Green Hair, felt humiliated in front of his gang after his bottle missed its target. He roared, "Still trying to dodge? What's a cripple like you doing, acting like a coward? Old Black, break his legs!"

"Crippled?"

The young man pondered those words, then gave a cold laugh, his previous cheerful mood completely ruined.

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm a truly good man..." The black-haired youth seemed to be affected by someone's little gesture, and smiled with narrowed eyes. "Guys who make women cry are truly unforgivable."

Bo Bing dropped the bag in his right hand.

A deadly demon.

"Now, kneel down and beg for mercy."