Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

A warm, comforting feeling, quite different from the damp, cold air outside.

Yin Su didn't know what he was thinking; inexplicably, he accepted the invitation.

You can faintly hear the sound of raindrops falling outside.

It's fine and dense, but it doesn't annoy people.

Bo Bing moved over a bit. Although the dormitory bed wasn't very big, it could actually fit two people. At this moment, he felt a little aware that he was occupying someone else's bed.

"Can you still set up your stall at night?"

"Let's wait for the rain to stop."

Bo Bing said this, her voice still tinged with weariness.

Will the rain stop?

"Just wait and see."

Yin Su then realized that the other party was unwilling to continue the discussion on this topic, so he stopped talking.

Bo Bing was indeed fast asleep. Yin Su carefully moved closer, pressed his forehead against her back, and sighed with relief.

Although many questions still lingered in his mind, Bo Bing was unwilling to talk about them, so he stopped asking.

To avoid upsetting the other party.

As long as the other person is still alive, life is always a little better.

As for my own feelings.

Take it slow, Yin Su thought. It's not difficult to crack open a clam shell, but it's difficult to get the hard shell to obediently open its sharp sides and willingly reveal its soft interior.

The two of them slept together until the production crew knocked on the door.

"Teachers, do you have a moment?"

Yin Su woke up first, and Bo Bing also opened her eyes groggily, looking at him with her eyes asking what had happened.

The movie star opened the door in a very good mood.

"What's the matter?"

"The rain outside has stopped. Just now, the fans in the live chat were asking if there will be any events for the teacher tonight?"

"Has the rain stopped?"

The black-haired youth emerged from behind Yin Su, slightly raising his cold and stern eyebrows.

The production team was inexplicably intimidated by the other party, thinking that this trainee was quite arrogant, not even giving face to Teacher Yin Su... But it seemed that Teacher Yin Su didn't care.

"Brother Bo Bing... have you rested well? How are you feeling? Your fans are very worried about you..."

I don't know who spread the rumor.

Many fans actually knew what happened last night.

Facing the camera, Yin Su merely raised his eyebrows slightly, his face still displaying a gentle, impeccable smile.

Bo Bing raised her right hand and brushed her bangs behind her head.

"I'm fine, I just caught a chill," he said, as if he couldn't see the comments clearly. He leaned a little closer to the camera and lowered his eyelashes slightly. "It's an old problem. I have to thank Professor Yin Su for finding out so quickly."

He also failed to see the profound meaning surging in the other person's eyes when he addressed them.

The comments on the screen were all over the place.

Take good care of yourself, buddy!

[Hehe, thanks to the movie star for saving my Bo Bing's life!]

[Go, Xiao Bing! I'll always support you!]

I originally came to see the Best Actor award, but I inexplicably became a fan of this cool guy.

[Xiao Bing Ge isn't cold anymore! He's a really nice guy, you can tell from his previous live streams.]

[Hey bro, please call my husband over! I haven't seen him all day, I want to see him sob sob]

Thin ice turned around.

"Teacher... your fans are calling you! Aren't you going to come and see?"

The young man was a little cunning; he deliberately emphasized the word "teacher."

Bo Bing tilted her head in a gesture.

"coming."

Yin Su walked over helplessly, naturally placing his hand on Bo Bing's shoulder, and followed suit, leaning closer to look at the comments on his phone.

The comments section went wild immediately.

【Aaaaaaaah! What is this? My husband's stunning good looks are a killer!】

[Oh my god! My heart wasn't ready to start, it completely stopped the moment I saw my husband's face!]

Help! My head is spinning... I've lost the ability to speak!

[I wish my husband in my next life would have this face.]

[Especially when the teacher's hair, which he grew out for a period drama, fell down, I was completely stunned by how handsome he was!]

Thank you so much for calling my husband over! It was really kind of you.

[Hehe, sorry, but I really want to ship them, does anyone know what that means, the shoulder-grabbing part]

【I understand, I took a screenshot!】

Bo Bing witnessed Yin Su's explosive popularity once again.

He truly possesses the talent of a phenomenal national actor.

However, despite the fans' complaints, Bo Bing's plan to set up a stall cannot be disrupted.

Jiang Wenqing and Zhao Yang had already prepared the raw materials for him. The two were leading the children in making handicrafts. Jiang Wenqing was very skillful, and the group sat together cutting paper snowflakes.

They had a great time.

The comments section was also very harmonious.

Yin Su glanced at them twice, then gestured to Bo Bing not to go over and disturb them. The two of them, shoulder to shoulder, got into the car carrying the plastic bags.

Wen Yuan drove the tricycle, and the two of them sat under the canopy in the back. The three of them drove towards their destination.

Bo Bing intently flipped through the ledger in her hand, looking at the details of the previous income.

95+388-200=283

Now, excluding materials, they have a net of 283, which can be considered a very comfortable start.

Even fans of Yin Su and 404 praised and rallied behind the small food stall chef Wang Bobing, who appeared in their group.

Compared to the temporary jobs of the Bai brothers and the pet care job that Mo Tao finally found, Bo Bing's group is obviously more interesting and has resonated with many viewers. Therefore, Bo Bing's fan base now spans a wide age range.

Bo Bing skillfully heated the oil in the wok.

The familiar fried rice making motions drew in both regular and new customers.

Most of the stalls here are run by small-town residents who cook their own meals and set up their own stalls. It's quite rare to see someone as professional as Bo Bing.

"Oh dear, Master Chef, with such heavy rain today, I thought you weren't coming."

A middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth approached.

"Give me a full set of fried rice, I'll pay in cash."

"Alright, brother, you wait here, the next portion is yours."

Bo Bing was wearing a mask, and beads of sweat were faintly visible on her forehead.

As always, they brought back food for three adults and two children, this time delivered by Wen Yuan.

After Wen Yuan greeted them, Yin Su walked over to Bo Bing and took over the cash register for Wen Yuan.

There were quite a few guests, but not as many as yesterday.

Several drivers brought their own stools, put them on the ground, and started eating from their bowls.

Someone noticed Yin Su next to Bo Bing and invited him to sit down and chat. Others asked them how they felt about being here.

Both Yin Su and Bo Bing wore masks and didn't bother to groom themselves. Although Bo Bing stood out among ordinary people, with her bangs down and a toothpick casually dangling from her mouth, she looked like a young man who hadn't finished his studies and was now employed by New Oriental.

Unfortunately, even though Yin Su covered his forehead with a hat, revealing his strikingly distinctive cinnabar mark, his eyes were still exceptionally beautiful.

"Wow, you're handsome, young man! Your uncle looked just like you when I was young. Back then, all the women in the village were eager to look at me!"

The middle-aged driver smacked his lips.

"Go to hell, hahaha, back then he clearly imitated city students to confess his love to a girl by setting up flowers, and the whole village knew about it!"

"You're not convinced? Then tell me, did I succeed in winning you over?"

"Yes, yes, I'm not bragging to you!"

Haha, this feels so real and down-to-earth!

I miss my mom and dad, sigh...

[Teacher Yin Su is so funny! No wonder he's a movie star, he fits the role perfectly!]

The fried rice this guy made smells so good, I want to eat it!

[Teacher Yin Su is so handsome it's almost criminal, sigh.]

Honey, I feel so insecure!

Bo Bing looked at the comments on the program team's phone on the stand in front of her and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.