I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

At 2:30 pm, the sun on West Island made the beach scorching hot.

The sunlight pressed down on the sea surface, reflecting so brightly that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

Wu Zheng, wearing sunglasses, stood guard under the parasol, a black megaphone pressed against his mouth.

Five people, wearing life jackets, stepped onto the beach, none of them willing to go.

Song Yuqi wore a high ponytail, and her bright orange life jacket made her stand out even more.

Jiang Che followed beside her and tugged at the buckle on the side of her life jacket.

Loose.

He tightened the strap again and tugged at it twice more.

"Fasten it tight, don't let it loosen later."

Song Yuqi looked down and checked it over, a smile already curving her lips.

"Okay."

"Besides, with you here, how could I possibly fall into the water?"

Chen He patted his stomach and chased after Wu Zheng from behind, shouting at him from a distance.

"Director Wu, why aren't we allowed to sleep in the middle of the day? Are you dragging us out to sunbathe?"

Wu Zheng raised the loudspeaker.

"Now that we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to get moving."

The assistant director grabbed the red cloth and lifted it, revealing two yellow banana boats, with two extended jet skis parked next to them.

Chen He stopped in his tracks.

"Is it too late for me to go back to sleep now?"

"It's too late."

Wu Zheng held up one finger.

"Round 1, banana boat drifts at top speed."

"The speedboat towed the boat at top speed for five minutes, making serpentine turns and fishtailing along the way. All five people remained on the boat, and the reward was 2,000 yuan."

Deng Chao felt something was off as he listened, and pointed to the driver who was stretching his shoulders next to the speedboat.

"Wait a minute, Lao Wu."

"That guy's been stretching for a while now. Tell me the truth, is he a professional stuntman?"

Wu Zheng adjusted his sunglasses and didn't respond to the comment.

"For every person who falls, 500 will be deducted."

"You still want to deduct money?"

Chen He put his hands on his hips.

"If we fell into the sea, who would rescue us? You go ahead and do it!"

Song Yuqi held down the small bag containing the funds and asked about the accounts first.

"Director Wu, since the five of us persisted to the end, are you sure you'll give us two thousand?"

"Sure."

Wu Zheng patted the table.

"If all five people complete the game, I'll personally add another thousand."

After a pause, he added another sentence.

"If they all fall off, we'll deduct two thousand five hundred."

Chen He pointed at him, laughing in anger.

"See? He even calculated how we fell."

Lu Han ignored their argument and tugged at Jiang Che's sleeve.

"Brother Che, banana boat drifting requires a lot of core strength. If you change direction, you can easily fly out."

Jiang Che squatted down and pressed on the hull, then checked the handles again.

"Press your center of gravity downwards; whichever way the boat tilts, your body will follow suit."

He stood up and turned to Song Yuqi.

"You sit in front of me."

"I'll hold the outer edge, don't let go."

Song Yuqi answered readily.

"Okay, whatever you say."

Chen He quickly grabbed the bow of the boat.

"I have plenty of flesh and a stable base; I'll be the ballast."

Deng Chao grabbed his life jacket and dragged him back.

"If you sit at the very front, the bow of the boat will be pushed into the water."

"Stay in the middle."

The positions were quickly arranged.

Deng Chao ranked first, Chen He second, Lu Han third, Song Yuqi fourth, and Jiang Che last.

Song Yuqi straddled the inflatable mat, gripped the nylon handles with both hands, and tested her strength.

After Jiang Che settled down, he moved forward half an inch, crossed his arms over her, and gripped the outside of her handle.

When her back touched his chest, Song Yuqi gripped the handle tightly.

Jiang Che glanced down at it.

"nervous?"

"No, I didn't."

She raised her chin.

"Just don't fly out first."

Hold on tight.

The motor ahead roared to life, and the tow rope sprang up from the water, taut in a straight line.

"It's open."

The banana boat veered out of the shallows.

Chen He's shout had barely escaped when it was blocked by the oncoming wind.

"Ah... Wu Zheng!"

The speed increased again and again, and the water splashed over the bow of the boat, hitting us head-on.

Song Yuqi squinted, and before she could even pull her shoulders back a little, Jiang Che had already bent down to shield her from most of the water.

The speedboat cut to the right.

The boat swung sideways, its right side almost touching the water!

"Brother Chao, stop me!"

Chen He had half his body hanging outside the boat, and his legs couldn't find a foothold, so he could only kick the water haphazardly.

Deng Chao gripped the handle tightly, his neck turning red from holding it in.

"What can I use to pull you up?"

"I'll be going out soon too!"

The driver immediately pulled the steering wheel back.

The banana boat was lifted up by the waves and then fell heavily back down.

Chen He's palm slipped, and he rolled into the sea along the side of the boat.

A large spray of water chased after the stern of the boat and splashed out.

"The crane has fallen!"

Deng Chaogang turned his head, and the speedboat had already accelerated again.

His shoulder slumped, and he only managed to grab something twice before he tumbled into the sea.

Wu Zheng, standing on the shore, grabbed a megaphone, and his laughter carried far.

"One thousand yuan, write it down!"

He waved to the driver.

"Speed ​​up, leave the remaining three behind!"

The driver twisted the accelerator, towing the banana boat in a large circle.

The boat kept crashing against the waves, and Lu Han bounced up and down, her palms aching from the friction.

"Brother Che... I'm really going to die soon!"

"Move your body to the left."

Jiang Che's reminder came from behind.

Don't argue with the boat.

Lu Han quickly did as instructed, and as soon as he shifted his weight, the boat was pulled back from the brink of capsizing.

Jiang Che wedged his legs into the inflatable cushion, wrapped his arms around Song Yuqi, and kept her in the middle of the boat.

The speedboat changed direction three times in a row, but the positions of the two people in the back remained unchanged.

Song Yuqi, who had been holding her shoulders tightly, became bolder after surviving two tail swings.

She turned her face away, her voice broken and intermittent by the wind.

"Jiang Che, you're way too confident!"

Don't look back.

Jiang Che raised his hand to wipe the seawater from the corner of her eyebrow, and quickly gripped the handle again.

"One minute left."

Lu Han, who was in front, almost let go of her hand when she heard this conversation.

"Can you two go back to shore and start dating again?"

"I'm really about to take off!"

The driver then made three more sharp turns.

Lu Han's palms were already red from being rubbed raw, but then she caught a glimpse of Jiang Che in the back row wiping Song Yuqi's face with one hand, and she couldn't let go of the breath she was holding.

The timer on the shore finally went off.

Five minutes are up.

The speedboat slowed down and towed the banana boat back to the shallows.

Chen He and Deng Chao stood in waist-deep water, one with seaweed hanging from his head, the other spitting out salt water.

Lu Han tumbled off the boat, and as soon as her legs touched the sand, she was panting, supporting herself on her knees.

"He's alive..."

"I actually made it through."

Song Yuqi jumped off the banana boat, ran a few steps on the soft sand, and grabbed Jiang Che's arm.

"We won!"

Jiang Che brushed the grains of sand off her hair.

"I told you, you wouldn't fall."

Chen He dragged his waterlogged life jacket ashore and wiped his face.

"Wu Zheng, you're really something."

"Were all those drifters aimed at me?"

Wu Zheng turned his face away, pretending not to hear.

Deng Chao, clutching his life jacket, walked to the parasol and laid his palm on the table.

"Three people clear the level, two thousand reward."

"If we both fall into the water, we'll lose a thousand, leaving us with a thousand."

He bent his finger and tapped the table.

"Adding the thousand you promised to pay out of your own pocket, that makes a total of two thousand. Check, please."

Wu Zheng took off his sunglasses and glared at the driver first.

The other party shrugged and turned to retrieve the tow rope, clearly indicating that they had already done their best.

Song Yuqi took out her account book from her bag and turned to the latest page.

"Director Wu, you flatter me."

"Two thousand in cash, don't try to fool us with vouchers."

Wu Zheng's lips twitched a few times before he finally opened his wallet and pulled out two stacks of banknotes.

As soon as the money was handed over, Song Yuqi immediately took it and counted it twice in front of her.

"That's right."

She put the money into her allowance bag and zipped it up.

"The total budget is now six thousand."

Chen He patted his belly and leaned closer.

"Director Wu, if we keep recording at this pace, we'll have to buy the production team sooner or later."

Wu Zheng slapped his half-empty wallet on the table.

"What's the rush?"

"There's a second item."

He pointed to the distant sea, where a dozen red buoys were being pushed back and forth by the waves.

"Jet ski obstacle racing"

"Two-person ride, go around all the buoys, and then get the finish flag."

"A penalty of 1,000 will be deducted for exceeding the time limit or knocking down the buoy. A reward of 2,000 will be given for successfully capturing the flag."

After hearing this, Chen He sprawled out on the recliner.

"Go ahead and deduct it."

"My old bones are not going to play with you anymore. If I fall twice more, they'll really break."

Deng Chao also waved his hand.

"I don't touch jet skis; I'll flip over if I'm not careful with my balance."

Lu Han wiped her face with a towel, her gaze falling on Jiang Che.

"Brother Che, can you do it?"

Jiang Che walked to the black and red jet ski and pressed his palm on the seat.

"Give it a try."

He glanced back at Song Yuqi.

"Do you dare to sit?"

"Is that even a question?"

Song Yuqi climbed onto the back seat, wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed her cheek against his back.

"If you drive, I dare to."

Before the staff could say anything, Deng Chaoxian whistled.

"Isn't this project a bit off?"

"How did water racing end up looking like an idol drama?"

Chen He bit into the ice cube in his mouth, making a clicking sound because it was so sour.

"Young people's dating is so flashy."

"Why are you holding on so tightly while riding a motorcycle?"

Song Yuqi peeked half her face out from behind Jiang Che's shoulder.

"Do you understand the safety regulations?"

"Understand."

Chen He nodded.

"Hugging my boyfriend is definitely safer."

"Brother He!"

Jiang Che inserted the safety key and pressed the start button.

The engine started vibrating, and a white stream of water shot out from the rear of the car.

He held onto the handlebars with both hands.

Hold me tight.

Song Yuqi pulled her arms back and pressed them closer together.

"Alright, let's go!"

Twist the accelerator.

The jet skis surged out of the shallows, their front wheels cutting through the waves as they headed straight for the buoy area!

The sea breeze rushed into the collar of her life jacket. Song Yuqi had just squinted her eyes when the car began to enter the curve.

Jiang Che controlled the handlebars with one hand, leaned his shoulder to the left, and swept a wave of water away from the rear of the bike, turning past the first buoy.

The two are less than ten centimeters apart.

"Jiang Che!"

Song Yuqi tightened her arms in excitement.

"So cool!"

Jiang Che didn't turn around, and continued to twist downwards with his right hand.

After navigating five consecutive serpentine bends, Song Yuqi would adjust her center of gravity each time the car tilted.

On the shore, Wu Zheng held up his binoculars, his gaze fixed on them for a long time.

"What exactly is it that he can't do?"

The assistant director wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Director Wu, judging by this... he can also ride jet skis."

"I can see!"

Wu Zheng pressed the telescope down.

"Do I need you to remind me?"

In the end, only a straight line remained.

Jiang Che twisted the accelerator to the floor, and the front of the car rose half a meter up with the help of the wave.

Song Yuqi hugged his waist tightly, but before she could even shout, the motorcycle had already passed the waves.

Just before falling into the water, Jiang Che freed his left hand and ripped the red flag off the finish line pole.

The car's underside slammed back into the water, creating two rows of splashes.

The jet ski sped back to the shallows, its rear end sweeping half a circle before coming to a steady stop.

Jiang Che threw the red flag onto the beach and pushed one foot into the water.

"How is it?"

Song Yuqi loosened her grip on his waist, still feeling excited.

"Fun!"

"It's so exciting, I'd love to do it again."

She jumped off the back seat, but as soon as her feet touched the bottom of the water, her weak knees gave way.

Jiang Che supported her waist and lifted her off the water.

"Want to do it again?"

Song Yuqi held onto his shoulder, looked up and met his gaze, and hesitated for a moment before urging him to release the person.

The commotion from the shore caught up with them first.

Chen He cupped his hands around his mouth.

"Hold on tight!"

"Don't let our housekeeper, who has an 8,000 yuan budget, get hurt!"

Song Yuqi hid her face on Jiang Che's shoulder.

"Put me down quickly..."

"Everyone's watching."

Jiang Che carried her out of the shallow water and only let go when they reached the dry sand.

"Fine, I'll watch it."

"What can't we see?"

Song Yuqi raised her hand to tidy her wind-blown hair, and didn't argue anymore.

Under the parasol, Wu Zheng had slumped into a chair, his hat brim pulled down to cover half his face.

The assistant director approached with two thousand yuan in hand, handing it over with exceptional decisiveness.

Song Yuqi took the money, counted it, and stuffed it into her small bag.

She squatted down next to Wu Zheng and deliberately shook the money bag.

"Director Wu, that's eight thousand."

A hand reached out from under the brim of the hat and waved weakly twice.

"knock off."

"Everyone, go back to the villa."

"Don't contact me tonight, let me have some peace and quiet..."

Chen He and Deng Chao surrounded them with smiles, and Lu Han didn't forget to pick up the red flag on the beach.

Several people walked back along the coast.

As the setting sun dipped below the horizon, the tide, carrying shimmering fragments of light, surged onto the beach in layers.

Jiang Che took Song Yuqi's hand and dodged the oncoming wave.

Song Yuqi shook their clasped hands.

What should we eat tonight?

Jiang Che squeezed her palm.

"Eat whatever you want."

Chen He immediately poked his head out from behind.

"Australian lobster!"

"Two!"

Deng Chao then raised his hand.

"I want one too."

"Let's use this eight thousand yuan tonight to give Wu Zheng a good thrashing!"