He's showing off again

At this moment, Liu Bo, Zhang Ziming, and a few girls all gathered at the stern of the yacht to watch Su Yang try wakeboarding.

Su Yang emerged from the sea and swam over to Zhao Qingqing, asking, "What do I do now?"

"Come in front of me," Zhao Qingqing said, shifting slightly to make space for him.

"Uh, are you going to guide me?"

"Well, duh. It’s your first time—of course you need guidance." Zhao Qingqing chuckled, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Su Yang couldn’t help but grin at the mental image.

"Alright," he said, swimming in front of her.

"Grab the rope," Zhao Qingqing instructed, pressing herself against Su Yang’s back as she reached her arms around his neck, encircling him.

Once they both had a firm grip on the rope, Zhao Qingqing continued, "Now, sit back while lifting your feet onto the board."

"Uh, this feels a little awkward," Su Yang muttered, though his body betrayed his words as he obediently leaned back.

Soon, they were both seated on the board, feet planted firmly.

Su Yang ended up sitting on Zhao Qingqing’s stomach, practically collapsing into her arms.

He tried to play it cool, but internally, he was over the moon.

‘Who the hell even invented this? It’s amazing,’ he thought to himself.

However, Zhao Qingqing was much smaller than him, and with Su Yang in front, she was almost completely blocked from view. If not for her long arms, she might not have even been able to reach the rope.

She strained to peek around him. "You’re too broad—you’re blocking my view!"

"Just bear with it. Once I get the hang of it, I’ll take you for a ride."

Zhao Qingqing blushed at his words and huffed, "I’m the coach—why would I need you to guide me?"

"I’m helping you relive the memories of when you first learned this. You know, reconnecting with your roots."

Zhao Qingqing: "......"

"Start the boat!" Su Yang shouted to the people on the yacht.

Liu Bo took over from Meng Wenzhou and signaled to the cockpit.

Vroom!

The yacht roared back to life, churning up waves as Su Yang and Zhao Qingqing held onto the rope, gliding along behind it.

Once they picked up enough speed, Zhao Qingqing called out, "Now, pull the rope tight and try to stand up on the board!"

"Got it!"

With a firm tug, they both rose to their feet.

"Stay low, turn sideways—don’t stand straight, or you’ll lose balance," Zhao Qingqing reminded him.

"Oh, right, right."

The two crouched sideways on the wakeboard, gripping the rope. Su Yang’s mind began to wander.

"Focus!" Zhao Qingqing snapped.

"Oh, yeah, yeah."

The yacht hit top speed, sending waves sprawling dozens of meters behind them.

"Okay, now let go with your left hand," Zhao Qingqing instructed.

They both released their left hands in sync.

After a few seconds of testing their balance, she continued, "On my count—three, two, one, let go completely!"

"Okay."

"Three, two, one!"

The moment she finished counting, they both released the rope in perfect unison.

The rope splashed into the sea as they rode the yacht’s wake, skimming effortlessly across the water.

"Whoa!! We did it!" Su Yang whooped in excitement.

But the second he cheered, his slight movement threw them off balance, and they tumbled headfirst into the water.

"HAHAHAHA!"

"Letting go just to wipe out immediately? That doesn’t count as success, man!"

Everyone on the yacht burst into laughter, clutching their stomachs.

But Su Yang, still in the water, was beaming.

The moment they hit the water, Zhao Qingqing instinctively grabbed onto him.

They somersaulted underwater, their bodies colliding repeatedly.

At some point, Su Yang ended up behind her. He wrapped his left arm around her waist, and without wasting a second, used his right arm to propel them both back to the surface.

Splash!

They broke through the water, gasping for air.

Su Yang casually let go and swam a short distance away.

"You okay?"

"Cough... Yeah, but I can swim, you know. I would’ve surfaced just fine if you hadn’t dragged me down—made me swallow half the ocean."

Su Yang scratched his head sheepishly. "Uh, that was just reflex. I thought you couldn’t swim and was trying to save you. Good intentions, okay?"

"I’m a water sports coach—of course I can swim." Zhao Qingqing’s face was still pink.

Su Yang grinned at her flustered expression. "I think I got it now. I’ll try it solo."

"You sure?"

"It’s not that hard. If I hadn’t moved just now, we wouldn’t have fallen."

"Fine. I’ll get back on the boat—you give it a shot." Zhao Qingqing swam to the ladder and climbed aboard.

"Yang, you’re going solo?" Zhang Ziming called out.

"Already mastered it. So easy."

Su Yang smirked, gripping the wakeboard and rope with newfound confidence.

"Alright, let’s go again!"

Vroom!

The yacht took off once more. This time, Su Yang was laser-focused—without Zhao Qingqing behind him, he had no distractions.

As the yacht accelerated, he steadily rose to his feet, gripping the rope.

Zhao Qingqing watched his movements and nodded approvingly. "Not bad. Form’s solid—you’ve got talent."

Su Yang adjusted his stance, turning sideways and crouching slightly to stabilize himself.

At full speed, he glanced down at the board, then cautiously released his left hand.

With just his right hand on the rope, he leaned back slightly.

After a few seconds, he let go completely.

The yacht’s wake propelled him forward, skimming effortlessly across the water.

"Holy shit! He’s actually doing it?!" Zhang Ziming gaped.

Wakeboarding wasn’t exactly beginner-friendly—most people wiped out multiple times before getting it right.

But Su Yang had pulled it off. After just one run with Zhao Qingqing, he’d grasped about 80% of it.

His movements were still a bit stiff, but at least he wasn’t face-planting into the water.

Su Yang slowly lifted his head, regaining his balance.

He spread his arms wide and yelled to the people at the stern, "This is AWESOME!!"

Then, with a powerful kick off the board, he launched into a flawless backflip before plunging into the water.

Splash!

"Damn it! He just had to show off again!!"

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