Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Bo Bing slept until 3:30 in the afternoon, skipping both breakfast and lunch, yet he felt refreshed. With bleary eyes, he quickly washed up and ate a bite of the two large meat buns that Bo Yuntian had brought back.

Li Yumei and Bo Yuntian knew he was exhausted, so they didn't dare to disturb him.

As usual, he started bodyweight exercises, working out until his body felt slightly warm, then stopped.

Since Bo Bing rejected Yin Su's invitation, Yin Su hasn't said a word.

Out of habit, I opened my phone and glanced at the empty WeChat account, only to find that no one had spoken.

I gently stroked the phone screen with my fingertips.

Is it because my body has become younger?

Why do I feel like I have a kind of social dependency, like some young people do?

Bo Bing even felt that spending time with teenagers made her mindset younger. Being away from the power struggles of the "adults" and staying in a remote city made her feel much calmer than she had imagined.

Perhaps it was because only with Yin Su, only when facing Yin Su, could he regain a semblance of reality from the illusion.

This tragic sense of reality stems from his awareness of his own identity.

At least for now, some people still know that he is Feng Tianhan.

—Not thin ice.

Although Bo Yuntian and the Li family treated him fairly well, he wasn't the kind of shameless person to accept the kindness of Bo Bing's "family" under the guise of Bo Bing's identity.

He opened the app and browsed Weibo, which he hadn't opened in a long time.

The homepage is almost entirely filled with reports about Yin Su, interspersed with information about him recording an interview.

The only account I follow on [Hanbing]'s personal alternate account is a special follow.

He glanced at a few of them and found that they were mostly articles praising Yin Su and videos made by his fans to promote him.

Bo Bing clicked on a video, which was a behind-the-scenes edit of Yin Su's film.

Suspended by wires, Yin Su leaped from the rooftop and charged towards the enemy. His gray robe billowed into a mist as he moved, creating a hazy yet captivating effect that drew everyone's attention.

Yin Su was truly fighting; his movements with the double-edged sword were fluid and decisive.

This is a more traditional martial arts drama, not a fantasy drama, so the requirements for action sequences are very high.

This is the foundational skill of martial arts. Bo Bing blinked lightly. The movements were indeed quite impressive. The male and female actors in the fight scenes next to him all had solid basic skills. This film crew was the crew of director Wang Chang, and all the actors he brought in to act alongside Yin Su were powerful performers.

Just look at the male and female actors in these few shots; they all come from martial arts, dance, and drama backgrounds. They exude a kind of inner strength that ordinary actors can't match. Even in simple mobile phone footage, it's enough to show that they are quite skilled.

Not just not bad, but even excellent.

As a martial arts enthusiast, Bo Bing has to say that the fighting style was clean.

The young man lay in bed and watched more than a dozen videos promoting Amway and its products, gradually finding them interesting.

He's always like this; once he finds something interesting, he becomes obsessed with it.

A certain martial arts enthusiast was itching to try it out because of the promotional efforts of the production team.

The feeling of being torn apart is just like when you were a kid reading a martial arts magazine, only to find that it ended with "To be continued."

He became more and more engrossed in watching. He had heard of this director before; he was a well-known figure in the industry and had made quite a few martial arts films, making him quite impressive.

He then checked Yin Sufa's internal screening schedule: June 24th.

The 25th is Yin Su's birthday.

"It'll still be another month," Bo Bing thought silently, picking up her phone, opening Yin Su's chat window, and sending him the video from the film set.

[ICE: I'd like to know some movie clips...]

[ICE: Can you give us a spoiler?]

There was still no reply. Bo Bing knew he was busy recording, but not getting an immediate response left her with a slightly complicated feeling.

He saw Bo Yuntian enter the room, and under Bo's urging, he slowly got up to change his clothes.

Bo Bing wore a black short-sleeved shirt, neatly tucked into her waistband, with a black cloth belt fastened around her waist and one end hanging down her right leg.

The shirt features a pure white jasmine print on the chest, paired with khaki cargo pants and casual shoes.

Around his neck hung a pendant he'd bought for two yuan, and a metal sword. Unlike other swords, this one had two long joints, and the tip wasn't pointing downwards, but rather straight at his throat.

[With sword pointed at the throat, we will never bow our heads]

Bo Bing likes these oddly shaped things.

This outfit is truly stylish, simple, and neat.

"Brother, you're so handsome!"

"Don't be obsessed with me," Bo Bingle waved his hand, "I'm just a legend."

Bo Yuntian was quite surprised. So his brother wasn't a fashion novice? Then he thought about it and realized that his brother had been a celebrity before, so it wasn't surprising that he knew how to dress.

It seems there's no need for him to dress up normally, Bo Yuntian thought to himself, as he took a series of photos of his brother's outfit. He continued to edit Bo Bing's photos in the car afterwards.

Bo Bing selected two photos and then slowly forwarded them to Yin Su.

[ICE: My aesthetic sense hasn't deteriorated yet, has it?]

After all, he started his business in the clothing industry in his previous life, and later went into clothing foreign trade. His experience in judging materials and styles was more accurate than his ability to judge people.

This is an innate, keen sense of smell.

Bo Bing saved the "crying cat head" emoji that the other party had sent her before, and after thinking for a moment, she sent an emoji back.

[ICE: Went to freeload a meal]

[ICE: Shall we talk tonight?]

Li Feng's car stopped in front of the hotel. Bo Bing jumped out of the Wuling Hongguang and immediately saw Li Bo, who had been sitting silently in the passenger seat the whole time.

A neat buzz cut, ruddy complexion, and oversized new clothes that seemed somewhat mismatched with his dark and thin body.

It’s like Chinese New Year.

Bo Bing helped Li Rong up, and Li Rong blushed and shyly thanked him.

Bo Yuntian comforted Li Bo, saying that he looked handsome like this too.

Bo Bing offered a few words of comfort, and Li Bo secretly observed Bo Bing, thinking that Xiao Yun's older brother was indeed handsome.

This handsomeness doesn't mean the other person is exceptionally good-looking. The young man is already over 1.8 meters tall, and with his powerful physique, neat attire, and relaxed composure, he stands out from the crowd.

His cold, piercing eyes gave him a unique, unapproachable aura.

Outside the private room, the hostesses in the corridor also frequently glanced at them.

As soon as Bo Bing entered the room, she felt the probing gazes of several people.

He looked up and saw a handsome middle-aged man in the main seat with deep eyes, who looked four or five parts like Li Yumei—Bo Bing was already certain of this man's identity.

This is Li Dai, the third son of the Li family.

Sitting next to me was a strange man, about 1.7 meters tall, with a ruddy complexion and thick limbs.

An old saying goes: "A thick head, a broad back, and a strong neck indicate either a cook or a prime minister."

He's a big shot, Bo Bing thought, quite a nouveau riche guy, but she wondered what he did for a living.

Looks familiar?

He nodded to the two of them, ignoring their momentary surprise, and sat down between Li Bo and Bo Yuntian, waiting for the food to be served.

Beside Bo Yuntian were his two cousins, Li Yuan and Li Rong. Li Rong was fidgeting with her fingers, a little hesitant to speak, while Li Yuan was much more reserved.

The young girl has studied dance and has a good demeanor; she seems to have dressed up a bit.

Li Yuan was wearing a light purple dress that looked expensive, her hair was tied up at the back of her head, her skin was fair, and she was wearing a little light-colored lip gloss.

He was still holding an Apple, the current luxury phone.

Sitting next to Li Dai was a still-attractive middle-aged woman, presumably Zheng Yuxiu. The woman had fair skin, wore perfume, and was dressed quite fashionably. She didn't look like someone who did manual labor, and even in their casual conversation as sisters-in-law, there was a subtle air of arrogance about her.

The men, on the other hand, sat together and began discussing their careers.

There was a subtle sense in their words that the third brother was the main focus.

Bo Bing felt that the guy who looked like a "cook" looked familiar, but she was quite sure that he wasn't someone she knew from her past life.

He shook his head, then inexplicably felt another gaze upon him.

Bo Bing looked up and found that the person staring at him curiously was Li Yuan, causing the young man to be momentarily taken aback.

What's wrong with this young lady?

Li Rong explained from the side, "This is Xiao Yun's... new older brother."

Bo Yuntian nodded and began to introduce Bo Bing to Li Yuan.

“Xiaoyuan, this is Brother Bo Bing,” he introduced to Li Yuan. “He’s a very nice guy. He’s always working outside to support his family.”

Li Yuan pursed her lips, looked down, and found a picture on her phone.

Her voice sounded slightly timid, unlike when she spoke to Li Rong earlier. Bo Bing thought, no... was it awkward?

"This...this 'Thin Ice,' is that you?"

The name Bo Bing is not commonly seen.

Bo Yuntian coughed suggestively, handed Li Yuan's phone to Bo Bing, and accidentally tapped it twice more, turning it into a private message.

The young man took a sip of water and took the phone from Bo Yuntian.

The photo above shows me and Wen Yuan hugging and laughing. It looks like it was in the octagon. It's the hug they had after their match.

Wait, what is this?

[Yuanboyuan] A Few Things About the Training Camp for Young Couples - My Disappearing White Jasmine!

Bo Bing's expression changed as he read the title and the offensive text beneath it. He spat out the water he hadn't swallowed onto the back of his chair—he tried his best to turn his head and move aside.

【Feixia】Start.

The commotion was so loud that everyone at the table turned to look at Bo Bing.

Li Yumei looked at her anxiously, "Xiao Bing, did you choke?"

Li Yuan snatched the phone from Bo Bing's hand and sat awkwardly to the side, watching Bo Yuntian pat Bo Bing's back to help her breathe.

Is Bo Bing's mind in turmoil?

—What is this thing?