Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

A heavy body.

When Bo Bing woke up again, it was late at night on the 13th.

The room was completely empty, with no lights on, leaving only darkness.

He called out Yin Su's name in a hoarse voice, but there was only an echo in the hall. Even the young man was stunned for a second or two. So he slowly got out of bed. There was some anti-inflammatory powder on the bedside table. He drank a packet with mineral water, went to the bathroom, and after using the toilet, he realized that he had a low fever all over his body.

what happened?

Did you get caught in the rain or did your wound become infected?

【Yongquan】is in operation.

A cold, mechanical voice sounded in Bo Bing's ears. Alpha's notification tone indicated that the system's healing skills were in operation, proving that he was indeed in an unhealthy state.

"What's going on, Alpha?"

When I tried to speak, I realized my throat was so swollen that I couldn't say anything.

[Aftereffects of skill activation: The system recommends that the host rest in bed for a period of time.]

Bo Bing was somewhat speechless. "What kind of skill has such deadly side effects?"

Two skill names were displayed on the screen.

The "Telepathy" feature has been closed.

[Speed ​​of Life and Death] is on cooldown. Cooldown time: 30 days.

One is overdrawing one's mental energy, and the other is overdrawing one's physical energy.

Overdrawing physical strength is manageable, since Bo Bing's physique can still withstand it. However, the initial activation of [Mind Reading] is extremely taxing. Mental energy is not easy to replenish, and once it falls below the threshold, it will directly shake the foundation of Bo Bing's mental stability, causing permanent damage.

You have external injuries to your head and legs.

Rainwater can infect wounds, please handle with extreme care.

No wonder my head hurts so much, Bo Bing thought to herself as she took off her sweat-soaked pajamas and prepared to take another shower.

The wall clock pointed to midnight, marking the arrival of June 14th. The electronic sound replicated by Alpha was both false and real.

[Points will be distributed]

[Acting skills +2]

【力量: 50|速度: 45|敏捷: 32|智力: 38|体质: 41|魅力: 45|野心: 87|音乐: 35|舞蹈: 20|演技：27|未解锁状态】

[Skeletal Projection - Skull] Performs fine-tuning of facial bones to make them more closely resemble the basic facial bone distribution of the host's previous life.

[Painkillers] Use by default.

As soon as Alpha finished speaking, Thin Ice was overwhelmed by a terrifying pain that robbed her of her sensory nerves.

"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts so much!"

The guy, who hadn't uttered a sound even when the metacarpal bone in his left arm shattered, was finally forced to roar out of pain. His knees buckled, and he rolled onto the bathroom floor tiles, clutching his head with both hands, venting his frustration like a dying beast through his roar.

The young man was in so much pain that his face turned red and his neck bulged. Veins that writhed like earthworms spread from his head to his neck, making him look extremely ferocious. Even painkillers could not suppress the terrifying pain.

【Yongquan】is in operation.

Emergency skills have been activated for the host.

[Perception Interruption] One-time emergency skill. Activate.

As her own screams faded into the distance, Bo Bing felt a surge of heat rushing from the tip of her nose. Her entire brain and skull felt as if they were covered by the black and white static of an old television. Her pupils dilated slightly, and she slowly calmed down.

Dead silence.

When he awoke from his coma, it was already the afternoon of the 14th. The orange sunlight shone through the glass window onto his lifeless body.

[Orange and bluish-white]

Like a warm corpse.

Bo Bing struggled to his feet from the floor tiles. Horrifying reddish-brown blood spread across the floor and his body, but he didn't care much. He simply washed his face with warm water and stared at himself in the mirror.

The mirror reflected the image of the black-haired youth, his face pale from blood loss, his hair disheveled, showing subtle changes. His facial features had been subtly altered to resemble his previous life.

With upturned eyebrows, single eyelids, and fierce, snake-like eyes with slightly inward hooks, the dark pupils were immersed in the eye sockets, and the red blood vessels brought out the cold ferocity and malevolence of the lower whites. A small beauty mark was placed under the eye, but the peaks of the lips had a light and gentle feel.

The combination of the coldness of her past life and the gentleness of this life, along with a strange mix of familiarity and unfamiliarity, still makes her seem ordinary—but Bo Bing's urge to vomit is stirring.

Although she could clearly see the objectively existing figures in the mirror, Bo Bing felt as if her "face" was covered with a strange mosaic. Whether it was the man in the suit with white jasmine pinned to his eye in the photo frame, or the gentle and harmless young man in the hoodie in the resume, they were all slowly looking at her.

Thinking this, his physiological aversion made him actually vomit.

The taste of stomach acid hit my throat.

"Ahem... Wasn't it said that the original owner's appearance would be very suitable for concealment and modification?"

Bo Bing steadied herself against the sink and asked Alpha, "To outsiders, there might not seem to be much change, so why go through the trouble of grafting 'my' face on it?"

In fact, the change is very small and inconspicuous. People who are not familiar with Bo Bing will only think that it is a normal change. Only those who are very familiar with both Feng Tianhan and Bo Bing can notice this small change.

Those who are too conspicuous or too ordinary will arouse suspicion.

The system has only undergone minor adjustments.

Bo Bing shut her mouth, her mind racing with thoughts.

The skills Alpha provides are always useful, as has been proven more than once. Perhaps the current adjustments are also a kind of first-strike skill?

After finally cleaning up the mess, he washed up, plugged in his phone to charge, and was bombarded with text messages and calls. Bo Bing turned on the TV, glanced at the already cold food on the table, and decided to eat a quick, chaotic bite.

I dialed Guan Yinshan's number on my mobile phone.

"Bo Bing, you finally called back. How are you feeling?"

Guan Yinshan's voice was as businesslike as ever, but his concern was also evident.

"Just getting by isn't really going to lead to anything," Bo Bing licked the jam off her hand. "How's the investigation going? I have another lead to provide."

Guan Yinshan immediately pressed, "What clue?"

“I saw that guy with the scar on his face in J province two years ago,” Bo Bing briefly described the situation and the characteristics of the people in that group.

“They were already involved with contraband and human trafficking back then. When I chased after the car, he opened the door and jumped out, but luckily he survived. I don’t know why he’s in X City now. See if you can communicate across provinces and contact the person in charge of that case back then to ask him.”

“The clue you provided is crucial,” Guan Yinshan pondered for a moment. “I will report to my superiors and personally verify the situation. Keep your phone accessible so we can stay in touch. Bo Bing.”

"Then I wish Captain Guan a successful investigation."

Bo Bing, with a piece of bread in his mouth, exchanged a few pleasantries and hung up the phone. He genuinely hoped that Guan Yinshan could find out something substantial; his intuition told him that things weren't that simple. After explaining the matter of Shen Shuang to Cao Xin, the monkey, he turned his gaze to the television.

The TV was broadcasting an interview about the "Wind and Lotus" red carpet festival in H City, which was nearing its end.

The handsome man had his long hair tied up, his posture was upright, and he wore a well-tailored deep V-neck slim-fit suit, which showed off his sculpted proportions and smooth muscle lines, exuding powerful explosiveness and vigorous vitality.

The luxury watch he endorses is worn perfectly on his left wrist, with a vibrant red camellia blooming on his chest on the same side, like a heart, pulsating with the dark red diamonds on the sole of his shoe as he walks; a touch of vermilion between his eyebrows is also captivatingly red.

His face, naturally compassionate, and his gentle, cunning smile reveal the sexual tension of a mature man, yet he stops there, refusing to allow his followers even the slightest transgression.

[Arrogant, aloof, and condescending]

The ultimate.

Red and Black

The moment he appeared, everyone's attention was captivated. The media, fans, and even celebrities who had lost their cameras were instantly mesmerized. Cameras that were still filming others immediately turned their lenses away, afraid that they would miss the opportunity to shoot if they were even a second late. The flashes went wild, creating a chaotic wave that surged toward the man, no longer pausing for the other celebrities who were waiting anxiously.

In an instant, the room became as bright as day, and a frenzy of love and passion burst through the steel bars and concrete.

This is Yin Su, a three-time Golden Horse Award-winning actor.

Bo Bing nestled on the sofa, hugging a cushion and munching on a piece of dry bread, feeling slightly uneasy. The cold light from the television screen shone on his face, giving it a fluorescent blue hue in the darkness.

The standards for Best Actor are too high, Bo Bing suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. Would she become a Best Actor one day? The more she entered this industry, the more powerless she felt. The harder she worked to participate in films, the more ridiculously strong this guy seemed.

It has to be admitted that it is an insurmountable barrier.

It's really despairing.

Bo Bing thought for a moment, then looked at the TV again. As if she had discovered something interesting, she curled her lips, took the dry bread in her hand, used the TV as a background, and then took a picture and sent it.

The strangely contrasting image is worth appreciating.

After the party ended, the movie star returned to the dressing room, and his agent, Sun Qiuping, immediately asked if he needed to reserve time for the banquet or where he needed to rest.

Yin Su opened his phone and found several messages from the pinned chat.

【ICE】The bread's dried up! [Little Wolf Drawing Circles.gif]

[ICE] [Image]

【ICE】But today's side dishes were pretty good. [Extremely delicious.gif][Cat gives a thumbs up.jpg]

Yin Su's gaze softened for a moment, then he frowned again.

—Didn't I make this myself yesterday morning before I left home?

Sun Qiuping was looking at the route when he heard his movie star give an order.

"The next flight back to City X."