Wen Wanning's work over the past few years has been both plentiful and scarce.
When there were no acting roles for long periods, most of her peers turned to web dramas that paid faster. Wen Wanning did not have much financial pressure, so apart from making appearances in stage plays, her way of passing the time became getting various certifications.
She never expected that the fruits of her labor during her idle time would actually come in handy one day.
At this time in the morning, there were not many people on the beach.
She and Jiang Yun took the opportunity to return to the homestay, drew a simple poster on a whiteboard, borrowed money from the director team to buy two small buns, and returned to the palm forest to start working.
With the successful experience from six o'clock, Wen Wanning had already seen clearly that the hotel guests on this beach had a relatively high level of consumption. Instead of using a megaphone for promotional advertising, it was better to practice instead of shouting and let everyone see for themselves.
The sports activities on the island were all expensive. The classes she taught might not be the most professional, but they were cost-effective. If she pulled in many people, she would make a small profit through high turnover; if there were few people, it would be an exclusive small class, and at worst, it could be one-on-one.
Even if no one really came, with so many fans of Xu Jiashu watching, the director team would not just watch their group starve.
With someone to fall back on and the mindset that as long as someone signed up, they would eat meat at night, Wen Wanning chose the most conspicuous spot next to the swings and turned on the music to start practicing.
The morning passed quickly, and by the time she returned to the homestay, she was exhausted.
The Flower Shop Group was not there. Xu Jiashu was in the kitchen helping Qiao Li's group skewer meat. Seeing the two walk in, he quickly washed his hands and stepped forward to take Teacher Jiang Yun's bag.
He also saw the one behind, but he deliberately avoided her.
He was familiar with the tropes of this kind of reality show—as long as any two people had some positive interaction, the moment the director gave the order, the post-production team could edit out several episodes of pink bubbles.
When he first debuted and had no popularity, he endured pretending to be close with Wen Wanning, who was at the height of her career at the time.
Now that he had long since joined the A-list, while the former film empress was mired in bad reputation, Xu Jiashu would rather sacrifice some of his reputation these few days than be associated with her again.
Seeing Wen Wanning walking toward him, Xu Jiashu felt a bit panicked and was still struggling with how to respond, but he didn't expect her to look straight ahead, take a bottle of water from the small refrigerator beside him, and go straight upstairs to catch up on sleep.
The expression on Xu Jiashu's face was a bit stiff as he turned to Jiang Yun, "How did the advertising go this morning?"
Jiang Yun sat down on the sofa and shook her head.
Confirming his inner suspicion, Xu Jiashu couldn't tell if it was worry or a bit of subtle schadenfreude, "Not going well?"
Jiang Yun shook her head again, "Too well."
Xu Jiashu: "..."
Jiang Yun was beaming with pride, unable to hide her delight, "People kept coming to ask one after another. Wanning couldn't handle the reception by herself, so she gave me emergency English training on the spot. I'm almost fifty years old, and I've never said 'thank you' so many times in my life."
"Our temporarily registered Sunset Yoga social account added over a hundred people in one morning. More than half of them paid the deposit to take the class. The rest were a bunch of little foreigners who were beating around the bush trying to ask for Wanning's phone number. I haven't finished blocking them yet, and I'll have to keep working on it in a moment."
The two in the kitchen looked at each other. Wei Yinghuai was holding an iron skewer to thread squid and almost pierced his hand along with it, "How many?"
"There are about eighty or so who signed up."
Gasps of disbelief arose everywhere. Jiang Yun took a stack of brand-new banknotes from her bag and shook them quite stylishly, "There's another half coming in tonight. Wanning said if there's extra, she'll treat everyone to a big meal."
"Yay!"
Wei Yinghuai cheered, but suddenly remembered that the hero was sleeping upstairs and urgently lowered his volume, "No wonder. I remember Brother Jiashu even ran a long way out to borrow yoga mats this morning. It must be hard to get so many at once."
Xu Jiashu had been standing there in a daze. Jiang Yun thought he was embarrassed because he had borrowed too many, so she casually comforted him, "There are probably some who paid but won't come. Jiashu, preparing sixty mats is enough; return the rest."
Jiang Yun was used to playing matriarchs, empress dowagers, and female judges, so even her smile carried a bit of majesty. Xu Jiashu didn't dare to look her in the eye at all, and he was almost breaking into a cold sweat.
A house full of people was waiting to eat a big meal; what else could he say?
Could he say that he never thought Wen Wanning could succeed, so he dragged three mats out of the storage room at random, and spent the rest of his time looking for the coolest surfboard on the island to show off his skills? He certainly could not.
He could only nod with a firm expression, "Mm."
After noon, the Barbecue Group left early with their things, heading to the Padong night market where there were the most people.
Wen Wanning slept until four in the afternoon. When she returned to the palm forest, she saw that the yoga mats had already been laid out.
There was a large, colorful area with all kinds of colors and sizes. The hotel guests who arrived early were lying there in groups of two or three, resting in the breeze.
Xu Jiashu didn't know where he had moved a ladder from and was standing on top of it hanging colored lights. Seeing Wen Wanning pass by, he turned his head away very deliberately.
They were teammates in the same group, so not greeting each other seemed particularly abrupt.
Wen Wanning found it funny and walked straight to the front to prepare. Jiang Yun was quite surprised, "How come I haven't seen him for half a day, and Jiashu has gotten so dark?"
Wen Wanning didn't even look up, "Maybe he worked too hard."
...If he didn't get dark, who would?
The end of the year was the peak tourist season for the island, and even the gym was packed. Even with a popular show as a guarantee, no boss was willing to lend out more equipment.
The entire homestay only had the small balcony on the side of the attic without cameras, and it was extremely sunny.
She was catching up on sleep in the attic, while Xu Jiashu was hiding on the balcony, squatting down. In order to sprint to borrow sixty yoga mats, he had been on the phone all afternoon without stopping.
Jiang Yun didn't doubt it and shook her head with a sigh, "Then I might have really misunderstood him. Some boys are just not good at expressing themselves. Let's work on our chemistry more."
Wen Wanning smiled and went to greet the guests who arrived later.
The island had already reached dusk. From five to six o'clock, time passed slowly with the distant meditation music.
Just as she had planned, the sunset spilling over the sea was breathtakingly beautiful. Almost at the exact moment the class ended, the sun sank to the end of the horizon, and only a thin line of light remained on the pink-orange sky.
With the right time, place, and people, the effect of this impromptu yoga class was perfect.
After happily counting the money earned, the program group's real-time profit ranking arrived—
Travel Assistant: 【Everyone worked hard today. Here is the income report for each group so far 『Fireworks 』『Fireworks 』】
【Third place, Barbecue Group, Qiao Li, Wei Yinghuai; Second place, Beach Sports Group, Jiang Yun, Wen Wanning, Xu Jiashu; First place, Flower Shop Group, Ling Ye, Qi Jiujiu 】
【At eleven o'clock tonight, we will conduct the final settlement on the first floor of the homestay. In order to finish the money-making task as soon as possible, please keep working hard until the last second! 】
The originally joyful atmosphere fell into a standstill.
Xu Jiashu was still kneeling on the side rolling up mats, not knowing if he had seen the message.
Jiang Yun stared at the notification bar and read it three times, making sure she hadn't misread it, her face full of disbelief, "...Who has gone crazy? What kind of flowers are sold so expensively? Are they made of gold?"
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