Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

--monster.

This guy is an absolute monster.

In the waiting room, Bai Zixiu's face darkened, and he nervously bit the tip of his nail.

Damn it... Liu Meng, that good-for-nothing who's more trouble than he's worth, is such a spoilsport. He's even made me a target of suspicion. He's a good-for-nothing who can't be helped.

How dare they make demands of me?

Thinking of the other party's threatening words, Bai Zixiu's eyes turned cold again.

It's such a waste that it's just ruined...

It would be better if he were dead.

In that case, not only would Bo Bing be kept in the dark, but everyone would also be kept in the dark about their own affairs...

He turned his head and looked at Yin Su, who was still sitting unmoved beside him, but unexpectedly met a pair of deep eyes.

Bai Zixiu was startled, and for a moment he felt a sense of fear that everything about him had been seen through.

He lowered his head, feeling incredibly guilty.

My back was covered in cold sweat.

He wouldn't presume to think that Yin Su had any interest in him at this time.

Oh no, Yin Su must have discovered something...

As an artist under Tianci, he naturally understood Yin Su's influence within the company. Even in the past, Yin Su, as a "relative" of Feng Tianhan, the dictator of the Ice Age, and the most likely successor to become the next head of the Yin family, was someone that no minor celebrity could reach.

Bai Zixiu initially just wanted to ride on Yin Su's popularity.

But after becoming an overnight sensation, all the fame he gained was a taste for the good things in life.

They started to feel dissatisfied with merely riding the wave of popularity.

Just like the "creation of God" in people's mouths, Yin Su was perfect and impeccable in every aspect.

Bai Zixiu, who was popular with both men and women, couldn't help but be tempted—just like every star who dreams of instant success, he was both wary of Yin Su's terrifying power and extremely covetous of the popularity Yin Su could bring him.

Furthermore, he stubbornly believes that his family at least has a reputation, even if it cannot compare to the seven major families or other large families, he is still much more advantageous than some minor celebrities who come from humble backgrounds.

Even his father told him that Yin Su was not someone he could afford to offend.

He hadn't heard of it either.

Yin Su leaned back on the sofa, relaxed, while the big screen continued to show footage of Bo Bing's match.

Bo Bing and Wen Yuan fought to a standstill.

Yin Su narrowed his eyes.

There's a lot of water being released.

Bai Zixiu was anxious, but then he saw that Yin Su was only focused on Bo Bing's match.

The unease and resentment in his heart almost burned his nerves.

Why.

What makes a mere, arrogant trainee so special that he doesn't even know his place in the world worthy of Yin Su's favor?

In what way is Bai Zixiu inferior to a poor peasant?

How come they all dare to hang around in front of him?

Not only Liu Meng, but that damned Bo Bing too. I must find someone to kill him. How dare he threaten me with those things?

Even dying a hundred times wouldn't be enough.

After this match, let's see how Bo Bing's family handles his funeral arrangements.

As the match neared its end, Yin Su stared at the screen, holding his phone which displayed the live chat messages, his face somber.

Bo Bing had a chance to knock out Wen Yuan with one punch. He had just stepped forward and thrown a straight punch with extremely fierce force. It was about to hit Wen Yuan's face, and the opponent had no time to defend at all.

The black-haired youth simply stopped lightly, withdrew his attack, and instead gave a playful flick on the forehead.

—He smiled with extreme confidence.

Wen Yuan also stopped tacitly, smiled, touched his slightly reddened forehead, and raised his hand to admit defeat.

The two stood arm in arm, waving to the audience under the lights.

Yin Su clenched his fist.

He glanced at his phone, and sure enough, the comments section had become dominated by CP (couple) and CB (contrast) fans.

Being good brothers is the truest kind of good! @薄冰 @文渊

I cried. I was really moved by the brotherhood...

I really couldn't hold back; I almost thought Brother Wenyuan was going to get knocked out with one punch. I couldn't even bear to watch!

[I knew our "Yuanbo" group would climb the ranks today!]

[Help! I really can't get out! That head flick was so seductive!]

[Damn! Girls, we "Bo Yuan" have met our match! Today I'm going to go all out against you!]

Yin Su scrolled down and accidentally clicked into the super topic of the "Yuan Bo" CP.

—With trepidation, as if facing an abyss, as if treading on thin ice.

The pinned post is eye-catching; the picture is a screenshot of the interaction between the two people, and in just a short while, it has already received more than 10,000 likes, shares, and comments.

With the two outside engaging in a heartfelt post-match discussion, Yin Su's gentle facade began to crumble.

He had a blank trumpet, so he spoke his malice without restraint.

These two are completely unworthy of each other, okay?

The couple was instantly criticized by fans and became a trending topic.

Yin Su put away his phone with a clear conscience.

Oh, I forgot about this guy.

The man regained his aloof gentleness, yet he still possessed an innate, sharp aura.

mild?

A terrifying deterrent.

If Feng Tianhan is undoubtedly at the very top of the pyramid, then Yin Su is the iceberg.

It only shows one-tenth of its edge, luring countless giant ships to be buried in the glacier where it stands.

The rich and magnetic voice instantly snapped Bai Zixiu's nerves.

"You should withdraw from the competition."

The man's words were not a question, nor a suggestion: "This is an order."

Bai Zixiu was still pondering how to embarrass Bo Bing, how to collude with the referee to make a biased call, and how to save face—he had been waiting for this day for so long, and if he succeeded... his popularity would soar to new heights...

Zhang Feng knew that Bo Bing had no chance of winning against Bai Zixiu.

Bai Zixiu was already warming up, and his body was now under the control of his adrenaline, even faster than his brain.

He bent down and grabbed Yin Su by the collar.

"What did you say? Why should I withdraw from the competition!"

Bai Zixiu was in a fit of rage, the veins on his arms bulging, and he no longer cared about Yin Su's identity.

Yin Su let him pull him by the collar, pulling him away from the back of the sofa.

The man's long hair hung down his back, and he faced the furious Bai Zixiu with a calm and even serene expression.

His eyes were filled with a condescending pity.

"This is for your own good, Bai Zixiu."

Bai Zixiu felt dizzy and as if ants were crawling all over his body.

"Can't I bring in more traffic than a mere trainee?" His hands were already trembling, and he was agitated. "Who in this industry doesn't use underhanded tactics? You think you're clean? Everyone knows you're relying on Feng Tianhan..."

A face as beautiful as a peach blossom.

Bai Zixiu's voice was stuck in his throat. It seemed that his mind finally caught up with his body and realized that he had unintentionally said some forbidden words.

Yin Su's eyes, which suddenly became shimmering, were not like the gentle warmth of peach blossoms—but rather like the deadly addiction of poppies.

“While I can’t compliment your character,” Yin Su said slowly, spitting out venom, his expression dark, “you have indeed created some of the value the company needs.”

What do you mean?

Bai Zixiu's mind seemed to be rusted, and he was completely unable to process what the other person was saying.

"Considering the considerable contributions you've made to your godfather's company so far, I've turned a blind eye to what you've been doing behind the scenes..."

Bai Zixiu's knees buckled instantly, and he knelt on the ground, his face pale.

They've been discovered! No, that's not right! Yin Su knew all along!

Yin Su stood up, not even glancing at Bai Zixiu on the ground.

He carefully straightened his collar.

"Even using tricks can be discovered by a trainee with no background... What an idiot who can't even clean up his own mess."

Yin Su looked outside the venue and saw Bo Bing talking to Wen Yuan with her arms around him, her tone gentle.

"Remember to deal with Liu Meng cleanly, don't let my men get involved again," the man said, turning and walking out. "Stay put in Tianci and continue contributing your remaining value, otherwise even Boss Bai can't save you brothers..."

A clear threat.

Bai Zixiu's hands were trembling, and he could barely breathe.

Sweat rained down.

--monster.

That monster Feng Tianhan trained Yin Su...

—Also a monster.