Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Bo Bing waved his hand, signaling the remaining two guys to get lost.

"get out."

The group of guys, looking at each other blankly, had no concept of companionship and ran very fast.

The two students kneeling on the ground paused, and seeing that there were no more thugs standing around, they cautiously raised their heads, revealing their battered faces and arms.

The student in front, who wasn't wearing glasses, paused for a moment when he saw Bo Bing.

"You are..." His voice trembled, as if he wasn't quite sure, "You were brought here by Brother Xiaoyun's stepfather..."

Bo Bing paused as she was about to turn around, then squatted down. "You know me?"

At this moment, Bo Yuntian, who had been watching from the alley entrance, also came in. "Brother, are you alright? Brother... Bobo? It's you?"

Well, it's an old acquaintance.

Bo Bing sighed and stood up; he had been sighing all evening.

Life is so wonderful.

Bo Bing then realized that the dark-skinned, thin guy with blue hair was actually Li Feng's son, Li Bo, nicknamed Bobo.

The person behind him is Zhou Zhiyang, Li Bo's classmate. He looks like a typical "good student." He is a little short, has freckles, and his skin is quite fair.

The four of them stood by the roadside, enjoying the night breeze.

“Bobo, you’ve been hanging out with those hooligans again…” Bo Yuntian strongly disapproved. “If it weren’t for Brother Bo Bing being here, you might not even be able to go home for dinner tonight.”

Li Bo was being obsequious at this moment, simply because Bo Yuntian had been able to control him since he was a child. He was good at studying, good at sports, and had high emotional intelligence. He was the apple of the eye of teachers and parents, and basically all the hooligans avoided him.

"I just can't stand them..." He glanced cautiously at Bo Bing, "Brother Bo Bing... thank you."

"It's my fault for dragging Li Bo into this. Please let me explain."

Zhou Zhiyang hurriedly explained the cause and effect of the matter, somewhat afraid to look Bo Bing in the eye. He had seen Bo Bing's ruthless attack clearly, and he couldn't help but tremble now.

He glanced at Bo Yuntian—the top student in the second year of high school—and felt slightly relieved.

Bo Bing then realized that it was because Zhou Zhiyang looked like he had some money that the thugs were demanding protection money from him.

Because Zhou Zhiyang had lent his homework to Li Bo a few times, Li Bo saw Zhou Zhiyang being extorted while alone and stepped in to help. Unexpectedly, there were quite a few of them, and they quickly grabbed both of them and beat them up.

“Have your family call and let them know,” Bo Bing sighed again, taking out her phone. “Have them come pick you up now.”

Zhou Zhiyang made a phone call, and the three of them waited with him for half an hour. During that time, Bo Yuntian also called Li Feng and said that he had run into Li Bo and would be a little late. Li Feng said that the rascal probably hadn't done anything good, so it would be good to bring him back as well.

Li Bo almost wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.

Soon, a black BMW drove up on the road.

Bo Bing recognized at a glance that the person driving was not Zhou Zhiyang's family member, but the driver.

"Go on, your driver is here."

Bo Bing lazily crossed her arms and stretched.

"Thank you for your help, brother," Zhou Zhiyang replied, without asking how Bo Bing knew that this was the driver.

He obediently got into the car, said goodbye to the others, and Bo Bing received a nod of greeting from the driver.

The car sped away.

"Zhou Zhiyang's family is so rich...and they even have a driver," Li Bo said, looking at the BMW logo on the car with a hint of youthful envy. "This car must cost four or five hundred thousand yuan, right? With that kind of money, my family could buy an apartment and furnish it nicely. "A BMW must be very comfortable to ride in, right?"

“It’s just a car,” Bo Yuntian said, not knowing how to put it, and tugged at his hand to comfort him. “I’ve ridden in taxis that cost more than this, and they’re really just like that. They’re just for running away.”

"Really? What kind of luxury car?" Li Bo's eyes lit up. "Brother, when did you start riding in a luxury car?"

"Audi, I checked later, that's the price," Bo Yuntian said mysteriously, making a "one" gesture with his right hand.

"Holy crap! Brother Xiaoyun? You really rode a million-dollar four-ring car?!"

Li Bo jumped up in surprise, "When?"

"It's just this trip to Shanghai to see your brother Bo Bing," Bo Yuntian whispered, glancing at Bo Bing and noticing that Bo Bing was fiddling with his phone again. He quickly turned back and continued, "Let me tell you, you can't just say things like that... That's a really, really big shot's car. I was only allowed to ride in it because of Bo Bing's influence."

"Brother, we've been inseparable since we were kids, how can you not trust me?" Li Bo's eyes sparkled as he craned his neck.

Li Bo was indeed not the type to make a fuss, but Bo Yuntian satisfied his desire to show off by saying a few things he could, which excited Li Bo greatly and made him both respectful and fearful of Bo Bing.

Why did the big shot send a gift to Brother Bo Bing?

“He said it was on the way... but actually, I heard that Brother Xiao Bing saved him,” Bo Yuntian whispered, “Brother Xiao Bing wasn’t afraid at all. Didn’t you see that back then, that big shot even had to listen to what Brother Xiao Bing was saying!”

The two young boys whispered to each other.

On Bo Bing's phone, the clingy "big boss" is watching Bo Bing's expression before speaking.

[Flower: Stop being so hot and cold towards me, Godfather. Why aren't you replying to my messages again...?]

[ICE: Was I ever warm towards you?]

Bo Bing didn't appreciate it.

[ICE: Just taught a few thugs a lesson, and then I ran into Bo Bing's relative, what a coincidence]

[Flower: Do I need to go to the hospital? Are you alright? Feel free to call me anytime if you need anything.]

[ICE: I'm not injured]

[Flower: I'm afraid the thugs will seriously injure me]

Yin Su pursed his lips, engrossed in playing on his phone in the car, leaving He Jinlan stunned.

【ICE: Get out】

Yin Su was unhappy again.

He Jinlan dared not complain about her unpredictable boss.

[Flower: Can I have a video call with you? I really miss my godfather.]

[Flower: So many things have been happening lately, I'm so annoyed, and my godfather doesn't care about me either...]

[Flower: I want to go find my godfather]

After a long while, a message arrived.

[ICE: I'm going to eat now, I have to go.]

Bo Bing sent the message, staring at the "typing..." message in the other person's chat box.

However, Yin Su didn't seem to want to say anything.

Bo Bing put away his phone, put one head in each hand, and stroked his fur happily under the admiring gazes of his two brothers.