Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

In addition to activating his identity, Alpha also told Bo Bing that he could draw attribute points once a week, 1 to 2 points each time, which would be randomly added to the attribute values ​​on his personal panel. He could also draw a random skill card every half month, receive a title every month, and draw a mystery gift every three months.

Completing phased tasks can also earn various upgrade rewards.

These are all conveniences for revenge provided to him by the system.

A three-dimensional rotating human body was displayed on the blue electronic screen in front of him. The red areas represented wounds, and the darker the red, the more serious the injury. Bo Bing glanced at it and found that there were quite a few light red marks on the body. In addition to the wound on the head caused by the bottle, there were also dark red marks on the cervical spine, waist and two knees.

There are also attribute points next to it.

【力量：30|速度：15|敏捷：10|智力：25|体质：10|魅力：26|野心：85|音乐：5|舞蹈：10|未解锁状态】

Although Alpha told Bo Bing that he had tried his best to integrate with Bo Bing's original physical attributes, the original body was too weak and had too many injuries, making it impossible to integrate perfectly.

These attribute values ​​are considered as additions, which positively increase the body strength of the thin ice, without affecting the body's original fusion value.

Bo Bing sat on the steps and drew three skills as prompted by the system.

Agility +2 | Agility: 12

[Body Mobility] You can control your muscles and most of your bones at will! It's a truly invaluable feature!

[Title Awarded: Culinary Prodigy] Your culinary skills have reached the standard of a master chef. Please keep up the good work!

[Clarity Potion] Removes the debuff!

Bo Bing's face darkened; this skill card seemed rather unorthodox.

What level of physical activity and cooking skills do I need?

"You're a man destined for the top of the entertainment industry, what will you do if you can't dance? Once you enter the entertainment industry, you'll need to pay special attention to your diet, it's probably better to cook for yourself as much as possible, right?"

Bo Bing was convinced by the system. Indeed, cooking for herself could save a lot of trouble, and increased physical activity should be beneficial to her as well.

Just as he was about to think, a teenager kicked open the metal gate, followed by a plain-looking middle-aged woman.

"Bo Bing? Why are you back?"

"You have no manners! Call me 'brother'!" the woman scolded him.

The boy was somewhat surprised, but seeing the congealed blood on Bo Bing's head and her wet clothes, he wisely kept quiet.

Just as he was sizing up Bo Bing, Bo Bing was also sizing him up.

The original owner's non-blood-related younger brother, Bo Yuntian.

He was even more robust than he looked, full of youthful vigor. Even under Bo Xiaolong's command, with the care of his mother Li Yumei, his life was poor but he did not suffer too much.

"Xiao Bing, when did you get back? Why didn't you call Auntie? I could have had Uncle Xiao Yun pick you up," Li Yumei said kindly, quickly asking Bo Yuntian to help him up. She didn't forget to curse the old man, wishing him a terrible death. Realizing it wasn't appropriate to talk about her own father in front of her son, she lowered her voice awkwardly, "Your dad... Auntie didn't mean that... Xiao Yun, help your brother inside first, I'll go preheat the water heater."

“It’s alright, he deserves to be scolded,” Bo Bing smiled, then continued, “Thank you, Auntie. The old man is lying in the bathroom right now.”

Their expressions changed.

With the keen eye for detail honed in her previous life, how could Bo Bing not know what they were thinking?

“He’s not dead. He cracked my skull with a bottle and I knocked him unconscious,” the young man said, his eyes hidden beneath his bangs, sending chills down one’s spine. “I’ll just leave him in the yard later. It’s not snowing, he won’t freeze to death.”

If Li Yumei hadn't been certain that it was Bo Bing, she would have thought it was a complete stranger.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Bo Yuntian said, "Brother, I'll go with you to throw that old bastard away. He deserved it."

Of course, Li Yumei didn't let the two brothers leave the man in the yard. Instead, she had them drag him into the room, throw him on the floor, and lock the door.

"Brother, can you wear mine for now? I... I have a few clean clothes that Uncle gave me."

Bo Yuntian was afraid that this person would refuse again, as he was usually sensitive, "Uncle, you're using such old-fashioned patterns, I just..."

"Thanks, I'll take it and wear it first. You get ready, and come out with me later."

Those in power who issue orders haven't changed their habits.

Bo Yuntian instinctively agreed to the other party's forceful words. By the time he realized it, the young man had already entered the shower room.

After half a year apart, this usually indecisive older brother seems to have changed a bit.

In the past, my brother, who has a very strong sense of self-respect, would never have accepted his things. What's wrong with him today?

In the shower, Bo Bing took a comfortable hot shower, ignoring the wound and rinsing off the blood and dirt with water, then washed her hair clean.

This body was much thinner than his previous body. He was a 22-year-old adult, but he was not as strong as Bo Yuntian, who was 17 years old.

Bo Bing was a little annoyed by the lack of muscle. It seemed that the training plan needed to be put on the agenda. What great things could someone with a body that could be blown away by a gust of wind accomplish? As the saying goes, health is the foundation of everything.

He put on clean clothes; the black, fitted turtleneck sweater was a little loose on him, but it covered the choking marks on his neck and the bruises on his body.

This younger brother is quite thoughtful, Bo Bing thought, looking at herself carefully in the mirror.

The young man had an average appearance, but was rather delicate, with a beauty mark under his right eye that was quite striking.

There was really nothing particularly outstanding about him. If anything, he had a gentle, bookish air about him. His timid personality prevented him from getting ahead in the entertainment company. He was also deliberately isolated by his teammates because of the domestic violence scars that appeared on his body from time to time. They used him as a shameless, scheming woman to generate buzz, and the original owner didn't dare to argue back.

However, after today, he would see who dared to bully him.

This time, they went home because the company gave them a year-end holiday. These trainees, who weren't even considered minor celebrities, went home early. Their managers were waiting to bring a few new talents onto shows and didn't have time to deal with them at all.

Bo Bing originally intended to send some money home to help her family, but upon entering the house, she encountered a drunken Bo Xiaolong, got beaten up, and was drowned in the pool by the man who had no sense of restraint.

Bo Bing's eyes were almost poisonous.

A beast who kills even his own son will be punished.

"Bo Bing, are you done yet?" The boy's shout came from outside again, but when he saw the gloomy-faced young man, he unconsciously changed it to, "Brother, you're finally out."

What's going on? This person's aura is actually frightening to him; it's cold and indifferent, without a trace of warmth.

He couldn't help but wonder what this guy had gone through in the past six months to become so gloomy.

"I had a wound on my head, so I washed it more thoroughly."

It was an explanation that wasn't really an explanation, delivered in a cold and harsh tone.

Bo Yuntian shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions, and handed over the iodine and gauze in his hand.

The system has healed a lot of the wounds on Bo Bing's forehead. Now there are still some skin and flesh wounds that look scary but are actually not serious, hidden in her hair. Her younger brother carefully applies medicine and bandages them, and it is obvious that this is not the first time.

This guy... made Bo Bing involuntarily think of someone.

That guy, he should be doing pretty well now, right? After all, I hired a lawyer beforehand and transferred the entertainment company shares to him. Originally, his businesses were too diversified, making it difficult for him to focus on supervising them, so it was more reassuring to entrust them to someone he knew. I didn't expect that now that I'm dead, the share transfer process would probably be completed soon.

He thought, "We had agreed to meet as soon as I returned to China, but unfortunately, I broke my promise."