Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

It was already evening when Bo Bing returned home. The young man carried toilet paper and daily necessities, threw them on the ground at the door, and changed his shoes.

He ate a bowl of noodles outside, and when he returned home, he saw Bo Yuntian working late into the night.

This lamp is a new desk lamp that Bo Bing bought for him. The previous fluorescent lamp has also been replaced with a new one, but Li Yumei and her son both believe that fluorescent lamps consume too much electricity and that it is better to use a desk lamp with batteries.

"Still haven't finished your homework? It's already 11 p.m...." Bo Bing asked curiously, "Isn't tomorrow Monday?"

Bo Yuntian stopped writing and rubbed the corner of his eye.

Bo Bing then noticed the test papers and draft paper on his large desk, covered with densely written calculation formulas and diagrams. Bo Yuntian was not a wasteful child; he even used both sides of the paper.

He would turn the notebook over to make drafts after finishing his homework.

You can still faintly see traces of English words.

“Brother, we have our high school entrance exam at the end of May, which is graded... I’m afraid I won’t do well. I dropped in rank last time,” Bo Yuntian said, his head down. “After the high school entrance exam, there will be monthly exams, and then the final exams next month. The second half of the year will be the start of senior year review.”

His face showed a tired expression as he tried hard to suppress it, and there was a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead.

It's mid-May now. Although we're located in the northwest, the weather has been good these days, and the temperature at home isn't too low.

The rented room had no air conditioning or fan, and no screens to prevent mosquitoes from getting in, so Bo Yuntian didn't dare open the windows for ventilation.

"Rest for a while and have some water."

Bo Bing tossed the bag onto his desk and pulled out a bottle of iced tea. He felt a pang of sympathy for the child; he was too sensible.

"Oh, thank you, brother."

Bo Yuntian slowly unscrewed the lid and looked at the contents of the bag, which were under the toilet paper.

"for you."

"what is this?"

"I bought these eye drops at the pharmacy on the way here. Don't rub your eyes with dirty hands, it's bad for them," Bo Bing patted his head. "And here's the handheld fan I bought at the two-dollar store downstairs. You can charge it up and use it later."

The weather was indeed hot, and it was dry heat. He couldn't stand it anymore and drank water every day to stay hydrated.

It must have been tough on Bo Yuntian.

"Thank you bro!"

Bo Yuntian was visibly excited, but his excitement quickly faded. "This isn't cheap, is it?"

He had seen classmates using their own electric fans to cool themselves during breaks. He actually wanted one, but he felt it wasn't worth asking his brother and mother for money for a small fan, so he just put up with it.

"They're cheap. I bought one for you and one for your aunt. You can take one first, and I'll put the rest by your mother's bedside."

Bo Bing sat on the lower bunk to change her clothes.

Bo Yuntian touched the fan box, obediently connected the data cable to the fan, and turned on the small fan.

White noise and cool breeze.

The room was small, and the table wasn't far from the bed. The brothers' daily routine consisted of Bo Bing looking at his phone on the lower bunk and Bo Yuntian reading at the desk.

Thin ice squinted as the cool breeze blew.

Only then did they realize that Bo Yuntian had secretly adjusted the direction of the fan so that it could now blow air onto the bed.

"Brother, you shouldn't spend money recklessly in the future... You don't earn money easily, and you still need to find a job later..."

Bo Yuntian was a little embarrassed.

After all, he knew that Bo Bing didn't have much money and was currently unemployed.

If you only spend and don't earn, you'll eventually run out of resources.

"It's okay, I've bought you enough."

Bo Bing and Li Feng took the opportunity of their trip to City X to retrieve the money they had hidden there.

There isn't much money there.

Bo Bing didn't say how much money she had, but she currently had nearly ten thousand yuan.

It's fine to not work for a long time.

A blue light flashed in Bo Bing's eyes as Alpha opened his control panel.

I haven't had a chance to properly check out my new skills today.

[Intelligence +1]

【力量: 34|速度: 34|敏捷: 15|智力: 26|体质: 12|魅力: 32|野心: 85|音乐: 9|舞蹈: 12|未解锁状态】

Bo Bing has once again activated the skill that is issued every two weeks.

His breath hitched.

[Sword Mastery - Short Sword] This skill is unlocked when you wield a weapon 350mm or shorter. You will gain "Short Sword" mastery while wielding a sword.

Please use this skill only when you can ensure your own safety and in a suitable situation.

Knives under 35 cm?

Bo Bing seemed lost in thought.

Previously, it was just physical combat skills, but now it's gradually being guided towards using blades.

Does this mean that I will need more advanced protective technology in the future? Does it also indicate that my mission is becoming more dangerous?

He asked Alpha that question.

All I got was the same mechanical sound from the Alfa Romeo.

No need to worry about skill effectiveness.

System Alpha, always responsible for your life.

The code, clear yet bottomless, fits together a string of cold sounds.

Bo Bing could only feel somewhat relieved, and took Bo Yuntian's iron ruler to play with.

With a flick of his wrist, the 18cm iron ruler made a sharp sound in the air.

“Brother, dress a little nicer tomorrow,” Bo Yuntian said, seeing Bo Bing pondering for a while before starting to play with his ruler, assuming the other was bored. “Tomorrow is my cousin’s birthday; she’s in her final year of junior high and is preparing to go to high school.”

Oh, I see. No wonder we had to go to Zhuangyuanlou for a meal first.

superstitious.

Bo Bing looked up, puzzled. "Do you usually embarrass me with my clothes?"

"Brother, your clothes are all stained red from washing."

"But it's more comfortable to wear more clothes."

Bo Bing disagreed.

“My cousin is a good person, just a little… a little childish,” Bo Yuntian sighed. “Just let her be nitpicky… Brother, don’t be angry.”

Bo Bing could roughly tell that her cousin, Li Yuan, was a spoiled brat.

That makes sense, though. These days, there aren't many families with only one daughter, and Li Dai's wife, Zheng Yuxiu, was determined to love only one child.

Li Yuan is naturally very powerful at home, and naturally she has a bit of a temper.

Bo Bing touched her forehead.

have to.

The third son's family has a spoiled young lady, and the fourth son's family has a hoodlum.

Old Li's family is really something else.

"Then why don't you go tomorrow...?"

Bo Bing was unwilling to get involved in the Li family's mess. "I'm an outsider. Why don't you all talk about things in a way that avoids me?"

“No,” Bo Yuntian said, looking a little embarrassed. “My mom said to bring my brother over so he can get acquainted with the family and see if my uncle can… find a way to help us.”

He didn't explain it clearly, but Bo Bing understood.

Li Laosan seems to have some skills.

No wonder Bo Yuntian insisted on going by himself; so that's what he meant.

"What? Afraid your brother won't have anything to eat?"

Bo Bingle lay down, crossed his legs, and relaxed leisurely.

Bo Yuntian was angered and embarrassed when his thoughts were exposed, and turned away, ignoring his teasing.