Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Adrenaline reached its peak.

A ghostly, agile black figure moved swiftly through the rainy night, the air currents mixing with the rain, moistening the dry nasal cavity.

Excessive exercise caused Bo Bing to smell the blood on the tip of her nose.

But he couldn't stop.

He swerved to avoid surveillance cameras as he sped through the woods and buildings on his way from the suburbs.

Bo Bing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the car under the streetlight. She went to the car she had initially called for, opened the door, and got in.

"Driver, it's me. I'm catching a flight."

In the back seat, the driver had already laid out a plastic sheet. Bo Bing wiped the rain off his head and face and used the tissue the driver handed him to wipe his eyes.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. It'll only be forty or fifty minutes."

The driver looked at the 1.5 times nighttime rental fee, then at the 35 yuan tip Bo Bing had transferred to him, and excitedly stepped on the gas.

In the misty rain, the taxi sped like an orange-yellow arrow toward the indistinct black horizon in the distance.

—He turned and left.

Leaving the streetlights and buildings far behind.

Bo Bing leaned against the window shrouded in white mist, her eyes reflecting dappled light and shadow, colorful yet fleeting.

The car's heater made him feel drowsy.

[Speed] has expired.

The system's cold, electronic voice rang in Bo Bing's ears.

He found his ID card in advance and waited to get off the bus.

This was originally Bo Bing's plan. Xingguang's termination of the contract was within his expectations, so he wasn't too surprised.

He quickly searched the information on Weibo. The official document of Bo Bing's contract termination had not yet been released. Presumably, the people from Starlight were still dealing with the public relations, while Bo Bing had already blocked several people from Starlight.

Annoying flies.

Bo Bing swiped her phone; tonight's live stream was incredibly popular, and hashtags about Bo Bing and Yin Su were still trending on Weibo.

This live stream unexpectedly went viral, but it's unclear whose instructions were behind it.

Bo Bing's name was deliberately downplayed.

However, netizens were not convinced, and the various parties were still bickering. Bo Bing watched for a while and then lost interest.

I'm not exactly photogenic; I'm just an ordinary person with a slightly imposing presence in front of the camera, not someone everyone pays attention to.

This is also why he withdrew immediately; if he continued, the problems would only increase once too many people became familiar with his face.

Bo Bing's account, which is linked to the company, belonged to the company when Xingguang unilaterally breached the contract.

Bo Bing is quite accepting of this.

He hadn't touched that account before. The nearly 250,000 followers that were still growing were basically being managed by Wang He. He was just being notified that the password had been changed, and if he didn't sign a contract, these accounts would be handled by his agent.

Bo Bing still has two accounts, one large and one small, which are the ones he registered back then, "Bo Bing 830" and "Han Bing 1221". Neither account has a profile picture, and the numbers are appended to the end. They have no blogs or followers, and they look like secondary accounts.

The brakes screeched, and Bo Bing put away her phone.

restart.

As the boarding announcement for the night began to ring in his ears, the black-haired youth quickened his pace, until he was almost running.

My heart was racing; it felt so unreal.

A nightmare I can't escape even in the dead of night.

Seeing the young man beside him fasten his seatbelt, Bo Yuntian carefully picked up the blanket and covered his weak brother with it.

"Don't worry, brother."

Go to sleep.

No need to worry about anything... This is your second life.

Two voices rang out together.

Bo Bing's face was pale, but she involuntarily closed her eyes and relaxed.

—Suddenly, I fell into a bizarre and tender dream.

Yin Su seemed to have come to his senses.

He Jinlan and Xiao Peilin immediately felt a terrifying chill.

It exudes an evil aura.

The room was empty except for the takeout fried chicken left on the table, the used bathroom, and the sofa that someone had lain on, which proved that someone had lived there.

The trainee ran away.

He Jinlan listened to her subordinate's report, her hands clenched into fists. Xiao Peilin was sitting in front of his laptop, which displayed the building's surveillance footage.

Yin Su had obviously heard his subordinate's report as well.

No one ever came out of the front door. Even the surveillance footage only showed that Bo Bing once picked up a box of fried chicken. She did not have any contact with the delivery person at all. Even the box of fried chicken was inspected by the He family.

There was no unusual activity.

Only Yin Su knew that Feng Tianhan would never order such greasy fast food on his own initiative.

That is, for what purpose?

“Boss, I checked the security footage. There’s absolutely no one who went out in the corridor. All the hotel exits, fire exits, and elevators are guarded by our people. No one has left their post, and no one could sneak in.”

In the hallway?

He Jinlan, who was in the bedroom, seemed to have discovered something and came out with a frown.

"Young Master, your bedroom window is open, and quite a bit of rainwater has already seeped in."

window?

"Turn to the external surveillance footage," Yin Su rubbed his temples, as if remembering something, his tone icy, "Find the footage from my bedroom."

Despite the terrifying pressure from his superior, Xiao Peilin, even though he didn't understand why his superior was doing this, still searched for the surveillance footage that Yin Su had mentioned.

“Boss, this is the fourteenth floor. The security cameras only cover the floors below the sixth,” Xiao Peilin said, turning on the camera feed. He felt his boss was a bit unaware. “It’s not like an action movie with wire work; there shouldn’t be anyone here…”

As he was saying this, he saw a familiar figure.

He didn't know how the young man got down. Within the surveillance footage, almost instantly, a dark figure crashed down. Xiao Peilin even wondered if it was that young trainee who had fallen from the building.

The young man steadied himself with just his right hand; his terrifying strength allowed him to grip the railing without moving an inch.

The rain was heavy, but the gray-white surveillance footage clearly showed the young man squinting at the camera, his expression sinister and ruthless, like a viper, with the smile of a victor.

The lips seemed to be saying something.

Then, with a release, his figure completely dissolved into the darkness.

madman.

What kind of monster is this?

Xiao Peilin and He Jinlan were both covered in cold sweat.

"Go back."

Xiao Peilin replayed the video in slow motion, and Yin Su could clearly see the words his godfather uttered with narrowed eyes.

"You're late."

The man read it aloud slowly, his desire almost instantly aroused by the young man's words.

The tattoo on my right arm felt a burning sensation, something I hadn't experienced in a long time.

"Is this even human?" Xiao Peilin shuddered. No wonder his boss was in such a hurry to sign the contract; this trainee was too bizarre. "Who exactly is he...?"

He Jinlan saw that Yin Su's face had softened into a gentle smile again, as if the evil aura from before was just her imagination.

"A golden carp is no ordinary fish," Yin Su stared at the young man on the screen, his unfathomable smile terrifying.

Her amorous peach blossom eyes were soft and warm—yet they revealed a chilling sense of incongruity, causing a thin layer of sweat to break out on the back of their heads.

How did it get stranded?

Yin Su raised his hand and used the mouse to close the monitoring window.

A menacing tattoo was visible beneath the right arm of the shirt.