Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Bo Bing's intuition told him that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"The washing machine wasn't stopped, was it?"

"Yes, so it was hand-washed," Yin Su said with a slightly ingratiating smile, "Will Godfather praise me?"

"I didn't ask you to wash it."

Bo Bing turned her head away and shrank into the blankets.

His hair was still wet; he wasn't good at taking care of himself. He was a slightly overly naive little godfather.

Yin Su's eyes were dark. He found the hairdryer on the bedside table, and ignoring the other person's resistance, he forcefully stripped him out and put a sweater that he had never worn on him on before letting him go.

The man looked at the guy who just wanted to shrink into the blankets.

"Listen to me, Godfather," Yin Su said in a serious tone. He sat on the edge of the bed and hugged the person, blanket and all, into his arms. The extremely sleepy guy was like a cat with its paws wrapped in a towel. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't break free. He could only be restrained by one hand and be manipulated with his head down.

Even so, Bo Bing still vaguely expressed her dissatisfaction.

"You little bastard who can't understand human language..."

Unfortunately, the white noise from the hairdryer instantly drowned out Bo Bing's complaints.

Yin Su served him very well. The black-haired youth was dizzy from being held, and the warm breeze made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

With her well-defined fingers, she applied fragrant hair oil and tidied the young man's slightly long hair until it was smooth and neat.

"Hmm, is it still not done? I'm sleepy... It's too noisy, I'm not blowing anymore..."

"Don't sleep yet, take your medicine first."

Yin Su pursed his lips, ignoring the other party's hook-like words, forcibly suppressing his anger, turning around to fetch water and medicine, and coaxing his disobedient godfather to drink it.

Of course, if others saw Yin Su caring so much about someone, they would be so surprised their eyes would pop out.

The medicine had some calming and analgesic effects, but Yin Su didn't want to disturb the sleeping guy, so he just sighed, grabbed the hairdryer, and left the dormitory.

—Seriously, I've lost to my godfather.

Yin Su ultimately did not sleep next to the other party. He had ruined things twice in one day. Now, his godfather was still wearing his own clothes and sleeping soundly with his legs bare.

Using such tempting meat to lure a hungry wolf is not a good thing.

As a result, Yin Su was no longer so confident in his self-control, which he was so proud of. So, the movie star had no choice but to move to Bo Bing's previous bed and sleep soundly for a night.

Bo Bing slept soundly all night, but felt refreshed. When she got up, she found that Yin Su had already finished washing up and was sitting by the window drinking coffee.

She was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and her hair was neatly tied into a low ponytail, hanging down her back.

Bo Bing wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but the other person seemed to be seriously contemplating something important, and there was a sense of unease about them, making them seem a bit unapproachable.

"You're awake. Get ready, they're recording a program over there."

Yin Su reminded them that the low pressure from before had been completely dispelled.

The two left the dormitory one after the other, and were met by a camera. As usual, they greeted each other with "good morning" and other similar greetings.

I'm so looking forward to today's program!

[I want to see my husband's ideal type.]

The production team really pulled out all the stops! Director Qu Long is a master!

When Bo Bing followed Yin Su into the hall, she unsurprisingly received cold stares from the Bai brothers and hostile glances from Liu Meng. These people, including Mo Tao and her team members, all looked exceptionally haggard.

A feeling of utter exhaustion.

[My brother worked very hard!]

[Zixiu is such a sight for sore eyes sitting next to the movie star! Oh my god!]

Don't call someone who only knows how to exploit their team members.

Not everyone can carry cement like a migrant worker.

Little Swallow is so ethereal, how could she possibly get so dirty like that other girl?

[Exactly, even a nobody trainee dares to try and piggyback on my top idol's fame.]

Haha, your brother's build is so weak, he couldn't even lift a grain of rice yesterday, let alone move cement.

[He's not even as useful as Jiang Wenqing, who's just one wounded soldier.]

Upon entering, Bo Bing quickly grasped the situation of the group.

They must be worried about not making much money. Being watched by the entire internet, they naturally can't play any tricks under the noses of tens of millions of viewers. Moreover, with the movie star Yin Su filming the whole thing, if they wanted to tamper with Tianci's program, they would first have to get past director Qu Long's censorship.

Bai Zixiu was wearing a beige shirt and looked pretty good, but the other two trainees in his group seemed a bit listless.

The guy who only talks is called a strategist by fans, to which Bo Bing just smiles dismissively and remains noncommittal.

The first half was almost a collection of silly anecdotes with little substance. Jiang Wenqing shared his experience in taking care of children, and Wen Yuan and Zhao Yang both expressed that they had learned a lot about how to handle things from Bo Bing and Yin Su, and greatly admired the two people.

It's basically mutual flattery, except for the occasional discordant voice.

Fans are also happy to see everyone getting along harmoniously.

Halftime.

Bo Bing got up and went to the bathroom. He needed to calm down a bit. While he was washing his hands, someone blocked him by the sink.

The person who came was both expected and unexpected; it wasn't the brainless Liu Meng, nor the impatient internet celebrity Bai Shanyan.

It's Bai Zixiu, a rising star who already has a considerable reputation in the film and television industry.