Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

The director continued reading out the group assignments.

The comments section was already filled with pity for Bai Shanyan.

【Ugh, my wife's expectations have been dashed】

[What a cruel heart of an award-winning actor!]

[My wife is about to cry, Yin Su, come and comfort her!]

[Are you kidding me? My brother draws whoever he wants, stop trying to create a mix-up.]

[Exactly, what does this internet celebrity really think of herself?]

Stop disgusting us pollen!

Bai Shanyan's eyes were a little red. She stared blankly at Yin Su's back, not even noticing Bai Zixiu coming over, which made Bai Zixiu feel a little embarrassed. It was only after Liu Meng reminded her that she came to her senses.

His fans were also verbally abused by Yin Su's fans. Don't be fooled by the fact that Yin Su's fans usually don't say anything; once they unite, a small internet celebrity is no match for them.

People in 404 are keenly aware of Bo Bing's emotions.

"They came for you."

Zhao Yang stood behind Bo Bing, his voice barely audible.

“You’re being watched,” Jiang Wenqing turned around and patted Bo Bing on the shoulder, whispering, “Be careful, don’t be fooled by this guy’s appearance.”

Wen Yuan adopted the typical expression of a young master and exchanged pleasantries with Yin Su in a familiar manner.

Bo Bing and Yin Su kept their distance as they entered the hall.

It must be said that Wen Yuan's words are indeed impeccable.

Yin Su sat on the sofa and showed the group cards to the others the room numbers on the back.

Five people, divided into two dorm rooms.

Now Bo Bing knew what this guy was up to.

The eye contact between the four did not escape Yin Su's notice, but he still maintained an indifferent expression.

Are the production team really that poor? How can five people share two rooms?

[Help! The official account is really good at creating drama!]

To be honest, I'd really like to see it!

Me too, I love awkward moments!

[Haha, it looks like Bo Bing is really annoyed by the production team! His neck is all red!]

Haha, the movie star seems a bit cunning today!

The host read out the rules at just the right moment.

"You must check in according to the rules," Bai Kaixin said, patting the bald man's head. "The rules specifically state that no one is allowed to stay overnight. This is for our viewing pleasure."

These words nipped the four people's idea of ​​squeezing in at the last minute.

"If there's a chance, I'd recommend that the host share a room with Yin Su," Alpha's voice rang out. "If it were me, I'd see what he's up to."

Bo Bing frowned.

The system's words are correct, but I still feel that things are not that simple.

However, dragging the others down with him is certainly not his style.

Wen Yuan narrowed his fox-like eyes slightly, tentatively pushing the question back to Yin Su.

"Teacher, why don't you choose one?"

Hahaha, what a wicked fox!

[Letting the Best Actor choose is fine too; I'm kind of curious to see who he'll pick.]

[Watch out, baby, the teacher might pick you! Are you out of your mind?]

[Hahahahahahahahahahaha]

Yin Su rested his chin on his hand, and a small black and red tattoo mark was slightly revealed when his collar was turned up.

He didn't say anything.

"If I had to choose," he paused, looking at Bo Bing, "it would be you?"

"Teacher, are you serious?"

Bo Bing gritted his teeth.

"Seriously," Yin Su said, his eyes crinkling into a deep smile, "Speaking of which, you don't seem to recognize me?"

Bo Bingxin said, "You've been hiding it so well, and you've kept it from me all this time. Who would know your true identity?"

"My family was poor, and I didn't have time to watch TV while working."

Bo Bing spoke calmly, and then added at the end, "Please don't take offense, teacher."

[The newcomer seems a bit rude?]

However, this guy's family seems to be struggling financially.

It's kind of sad that we can't even watch TV in this day and age.

I remember seeing it in the preview; this guy wanted to be a driver and haul goods.

【real or fake? 】

He mentioned this on Weibo.

Upon learning that Bo Bing had been lucky enough to share a room with Yin Su, Bai Shanyan lowered her head, her eyes filled with resentment.

Bai Zixiu didn't miss the other person's expression either, but he just snorted softly.

“Don’t blame me for not warning you, cousin,” Bai Zixiu’s voice carried a warning, “Yin Su is someone you can’t afford to offend. You’d better put away that crying and whining act of yours, or you’ll become a laughing stock.”

What a joke! How could Yin Su, who doesn't even despise himself, possibly be interested in Bai Shanyan?

Yin Su only had the dead guy in his heart.

My delusional cousin is really something... If it weren't for the sake of our family and uncles, I wouldn't be taking care of Bai Shanyan.

Amidst the sympathetic gazes of the three and the envious, jealous, and hateful stares of the other trainees, Bo Bing and Yin Su walked into the dormitory one after the other.

This is an old-style faculty dormitory with two bunk beds very close together, and there is no surveillance camera.

The photographer was notified in advance that he could not follow the actor to shoot in more private spaces unless the actor gave a signal.

So, after Bo Bing followed Yin Su into the dormitory, the photographer disappeared.

He closed the door, deftly turned sideways, and tossed his backpack onto the bed.

Bo Bing stood up, and in front of her was a familiar voice, a voice that seemed to be both smiling and not smiling.

"Who do you belong to?"

The gentle surface faded, and Yin Su turned around, looking down at Bo Bing with unfathomable eyes.

His shirt cuffs were folded up at some point and tucked under his armbands.

Bo Bing's pupils constricted.

Almost suddenly, the other party launched an attack, forcefully throwing him against the wall to one side.

On his exposed right arm, a bizarre and distorted tattoo was on full display.

Bamboo stalks with red flowers intertwined, a ferocious dragon head wrapped in twisted bamboo branches, its body blooming with eerie dark red poppies.

[Boxer] activated.

Almost instantly, Bo Bing reacted instinctively, subtly dissipating the force in the other person's hand.

"What is the teacher doing right now?"

Bo Bing squatted on the ground and slowly got up, returning the other party's cold gaze, which was also suppressing anger.

“You can try again,” Bo Bing said. He wasn’t one to give in to others’ misfortunes. In fact, he rarely criticized his own selfishness. “Bullying trainees is nothing to brag about.”

"Hmm, so you're threatening me?" Yin Su curled his lips, resting his chin on his hand, feigning deep thought, as if he were genuinely considering his words. "Too bad, your threats have no effect on me. But now I want to know, who exactly is behind you?"

Is there more to this story? Bo Bing frowned. What did this brat mean? Did he think he was siding with some powerful faction and had approached him? If so, wasn't he being a bit too narcissistic? Or had the other party noticed something?

"So the teacher thinks," Bo Bing heard her own voice, "who's behind me?"

Upon hearing this, the other person let out a cold laugh, and the cinnabar mole between their eyebrows looked eerily red under the pale overhead light.

You've made me a little angry.