"I'll take this one."
Once Wang Xiao finished speaking, they began choosing surfboards.
Chu Xinghui picked a blue one.
"Do you know how?"
He walked over to Pei Hanmo and asked.
Two years ago, the answer would definitely have been no, but now... it was hard to say.
"No."
Pei Hanmo chose the only red one, which had a very flashy pattern:
"If you know how, Older Brother, please teach me hand. Over. Hand."
But Chu Xinghui didn't know how.
The production team hadn't hired quite enough surfing instructors. There were only four, so even with two people sharing each instructor, one person would still be left out.
Before they could work out how to divide up the instructors, an argument had already broken out over there.
"Ahem, then I suppose I'll reluctantly teach you.
"Let young Mr. Lan learn from an instructor."
"Pfft! There's no way I could learn anything from you! Not with how rubbish you are!"
Wen Liangtian stamped his feet in agitation.
"Wait a minute."
Chu Xinghui spoke up:
"Doesn't Shi Xinyu know how? Lan Xiangxian and Wen Liangtian can share an instructor."
Pei Hanmo fiddled with his surfboard and said:
"Older Brother, just because you see through something doesn't mean you should say it."
This was an unspoken rule everyone in the entertainment industry accepted.
"Otherwise, everyone in the entertainment industry would know about our relationship by now."
Pei Hanmo sighed as though regretful and changed the subject:
"How's the preparation for your role going?
"I still haven't heard you call me your dear Older Brother even once.
"How heartbreaking."
"Get lost."
Chu Xinghui kicked Pei Hanmo in the backside:
"Just practice your skateboarding properly. Don't learn even slower than me, or I'll laugh at you."
The two were assigned to the same instructor, who