Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

An extremely arrogant guy.

Not only the production team, but even the invited guests were taken aback by the sudden, intense confrontation between the two.

It's an ordinary face, yet it exudes an undeniable air of disdain.

The man standing under the light had a smirk on his lips, and beneath his sharp, raised eyebrows were a pair of unmistakable, dark eyes. Being stared at by them was like being surrounded by venomous snakes, sending chills down one's spine.

A subtle beauty mark at the corner of his eye added a touch of cold, sensual sexiness to his appearance.

Bo Bing straightened his back and climbed to the top of the pyramid amidst the various gazes of the crowd. Ignoring the pale faces and envious eyes of some people, he waved to the camera.

Bo Bing breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows, his back is also drenched in cold sweat right now.

When did this guy become so assertive? Even he couldn't withstand the eye contact just now.

His smiling peach blossom eyes were like a spring breeze, but Bo Bing, who knew him all too well, knew that the smile in his eyes did not match his true feelings. That one glance was clearly like a winter day with a biting north wind, seemingly warm, but with a bone-chilling cold underneath.

[Congratulations on clearing the level, host! Your reward will be sent to you shortly.]

Bo Bing breathed a sigh of relief.

They completely ignored the gaze that was exploring a certain place.

"Finally, I don't have to die," Bo Bing reassured her roommates by patting them on the shoulder, letting them know she was alright.

The mechanical voice in my mind continued to ring.

[Congratulations, host, you have received the level completion reward]

【Cold Fire Burning Ice】Your unique and contradictory temperament makes you stand out from the crowd. The mysterious atmosphere around you will also attract people's attention. Your cold and sexy demeanor that keeps people at a distance makes them unable to resist you, addicted to you and unable to extricate themselves.

【Flying Blush】A blush on the cheeks makes you more attractive to fans, especially if you have a naturally innocent and blushing personality! This will be your winning weapon when you're excited or shy!

[Clue] The business world is ruthless.

Bo Bing's expression changed.

"What's the point of me blushing like this? What kind of image does a grown man have if he blushes all the time?" Bo Bing still cared about his dignity; it would be too embarrassing if he blushed all the time. "And what's this about being sexy? Can't you come up with something more authentic?"

Alpha still has that cold, electronic sound.

"The host's ultimate goal is to complete the tasks in the entertainment industry. These are the best matching results selected from the system database, perfectly matching your character settings from your previous life and the original owner's character settings. What you have obtained are skills that will allow you to achieve twice the results with half the effort."

Bo Bing felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"Is this true?"

“Host, think about it. Don’t people in the entertainment industry need to market their personas? And for a male celebrity, sexual tension is very important.” Alpha continued, “Take Yin Su as an example. His handsome face, gentle appearance and his cunning personality are the best interpretation of contrast. Sexual tension comes from contradiction. His ability to sit on the throne of Best Actor is also inseparable from his sexy personal qualities.”

Bo Bing was somewhat persuaded.

It seemed that was indeed the case. Seeing his hesitation, the system pressed on while the iron was hot.

"Host, you are ruthless and decisive enough, so your sexual tension won't be fully expressed in terms of cunning. However, as long as you mix in a little bit of innocent vulnerability, you will definitely be the ultimate sexiness that appeals to both men and women," the system paused, "all for the mission."

Everything for the mission

Bo Bing reluctantly accepted the system's explanation.

Indeed, I am not a professional actor or idol. Since the system has said that this is the most suitable development plan for me, I, as an outsider, should not mess around.

After all, nothing is more important than surviving right now. He still hasn't figured out what Yin Su, who's been lurking by his side and pretending to be harmless, is up to.

Was it really him who ruined me?

Bo Bing was overwhelmed by confusion, her head hanging down, her left ring finger resting on her middle finger as she pondered.

There are too many people in the business world; he simply cannot tell who has harmed him.

"System, is Yin Su the murderer?"

"Sorry, the system is unable to find the truth of the matter for you."

Bo Bing chuckled self-deprecatingly. Indeed, the system had said from the beginning that this matter could not be rushed.

Regardless of whether it was Yin Su or not, he wouldn't let him off so easily.

The next stage performance was Jiang Wenqing's peacock dance. He passed with 3A2B. Mo Tao opened the door, Bai Zixiu opened the door, but the door for the movie star remained closed, leaving the fans who were looking forward to their idol shaking their heads in disappointment.

Jiang Wenqing sat down next to Wen Yuan and patted Bo Bing's knee. The two exchanged a knowing look that only they could understand.

The recording of the first stage performance ended quickly.

The subsequent contestants were unremarkable, and their scores varied widely.

But ultimately, no one threatened 404's position.

Bo Bing became the only trainee on the initial stage that day to have the movie star open the door, leading the other trainees to speculate about his background.

Dorm 404 became famous overnight.

Meanwhile, the people at the center of the storm remained as calm as ever.

After washing up, the four of them went to the cafeteria, found a seat, and started having a late-night snack.

Even Jiang Wenqing, unusually, ate more meat dishes.

"Brother, do you have some kind of grudge against that movie star?" Zhao Yang asked, gnawing on a chicken leg. "I was terrified today, really scared to death."

Bo Bing had no idea what was wrong with the other party, so she simply acted as if she didn't care.

"Who knew he would act crazy and deliberately put pressure on me on stage? If I didn't say anything, it would seem like I was afraid of him."

Upon hearing this, the three men held him in even higher esteem.

This roommate is just too honest; he doesn't even give the actor face.

"You know what? I saw that pretty boy's face turn pale today," Jiang Wenqing wiped his mouth. "I guarantee that your little affair has something to do with him."

The mention of this made them all look rather grim.

"It's okay. If he dares to come again, I'll catch him and he'll be in big trouble."

Wen Yuan also felt indignant on behalf of Bo Bing, after all, such despicable competitive tactics had crossed Wen Yuan's bottom line.

Bo Bing buried himself in his food, devouring it with the air of a whirlwind. In the few days he had been at the training camp, his weight had actually increased instead of decreased. With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tall and slender figure, he was a regular at the gym and dance studio, and his well-built muscles made the three of them envious.

He was still wearing that high-necked black sweater, which concealed his explosive muscles and exuded a restrained, ascetic air. It clung perfectly to his lean and powerful waist, and his strange yet contradictory sex appeal made Wen Yuan involuntarily raise an eyebrow.

"How did you build up your muscles? They seem even bigger than before."

Bo Bing didn't look up.

“I was too skinny before, and my muscles weren’t defined, so I ate a lot to gain fat and then trained hard, otherwise I wouldn’t have any energy. I’ve been training a lot these days, and I’m afraid I’ll lose muscle mass, so I’ve been sneaking late-night snacks,” Bo Bing said, finishing the ribs in her hand. “It’s a dirty trick, being too skinny makes you look tired.”

He stopped what he was doing. "The ribs are overcooked and not chewy enough. I'll make you some sweet and sour ribs when I have time. They're delicious."

The three of them were already numb. This roommate had brought them too many surprises, making them seem like rich guys with no common sense—although, apart from Jiang Wenqing, the other two really were like that.

After finishing their meal, the group took some food with them. Several familiar students greeted them with smiles, and this had become a regular occurrence in dormitory 404.

As they returned to their dormitories, the task cards were also distributed.

This time it was placed directly on Wen Yuan's bed—the older brother was once again forced to take on the role of explaining.

"Next week we're going to do a reality show. The trainees will be going to a kindergarten under the Tianci Charity Foundation," Wen Yuan said with a helpless squinting. "It'll be a live stream, broadcast simultaneously across the entire internet. What we need to do is work together to complete the tasks assigned by the production team, including taking care of the children, shopping, educating the children, etc. There will be guests joining us, randomly assigning rooms, and teaming up for tasks. Please prepare in advance."

This is a great opportunity to gain followers, but if not handled well, the live stream format will become a disastrous black history.

Bo Bing is well aware of the duality of this point, not to mention the addition of guests, which makes things even worse.

After the lights were turned off, the group sighed in the darkness.

At this moment, Yin Su sat in front of the computer, staring at the figure on the computer screen for a long time without moving.

On the phone in front of the keyboard, there was an old-fashioned video. The person in the video was wildly swinging his hair to the beat of the drums. He was dressed in strange clothes, but he was laughing wildly at the camera. His dark, narrow eyes were filled with an undeniable ambition and passion. Then, like a cloud that had lost its strength, he fell backward onto the yellow earth. The young man was finally drowned out by the noisy waves.

"How's the investigation into Feng Tianhan going...?"

"Xiao Huxin is still a coward; his men can't get anything useful out of him."

The middle-aged man behind Yin Su adjusted his glasses. He was Li Ling, the butler of Yin Su's household, and was directly responsible to Yin Su.

"Never mind... Uncle Li, help me investigate a trainee first. I suspect he might be one of Xiao Huxin's men. The timing of his appearance and his behavior are too coincidental," Yin Su smiled warmly, but his peach blossom eyes were filled with an ambiguous evil aura—those who knew him well knew that this was a wolf in sheep's clothing who had set his sights on a new prey. "It'd better not be what I think, otherwise, Xiao Huxin can't blame me for taking action against Binghe."

Li Ling secretly wiped away cold sweat, his legs feeling weak under the pressure of Yin Su's terrifying aura.

“I’ll be on next week’s show too, you know what to say to them.”

His tone remained extremely gentle.