Under the blue sky, on the green grass, a row of young and handsome boys stood straight. They stood like pine trees, their feet firmly rooted to the ground, their strong arms pulling their bows and arrows, their eyes fixed firmly on the target, ready to shoot at any moment.
A breeze blew by, and the summer wind lifted their clothes. With a whistle, the archers pulled the bowstrings hard. The bowstrings made a buzzing sound, and ten long arrows flew out of the wind.
Zhao Si put down the bow and followed his arrow to the bull's eye. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, very satisfied that his skills had not regressed despite not practicing archery for several months. In fact, he was still a little uncomfortable with this bow which was too delicate and strange for him.
There were a total of thirty boys registered for the archery competition, divided into three groups of ten each. Zhao Si was in the first group, and Qin Dong stood on his left.
"Are you satisfied?" Qin Dong asked him when he saw Zhao Si smile.
Zhao Si was not one to be modest, so he smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I'm satisfied."
Qin Dong smiled, noncommittal. Coming from a privileged family, he had received an elite education. He wasn't very good at table tennis or badminton, but he was quite familiar with high-end sports like archery, horseback riding, and golf.
He had observed during practice before that no one present was his match, so he was full of confidence and felt that he would definitely win the championship this time.
The boys' competition distance was 30 meters. Most of the players couldn't see the center of the bull's eye clearly. Zhao Si couldn't see it clearly either, but he could feel that his shot was very accurate.
The results were recorded quickly and displayed on the big screen for everyone to see.
White Star: 10 rings.
Chen Yixuan: 5 rings.
Qin Dong: 9 rings.
Zhao Si: 10 rings.
Shao Xinyu: 7 rings.
Zhang Yi: 4 rings.
There were four more that missed the target...
As soon as the results came out, Qin Dong's face darkened instantly. When he saw the camera next to him, he immediately put on a sincere and generous expression and congratulated Zhao Si. His superb expression transformation was textbook-like.
Shu Qiao and Sunan sat together and couldn't help but complain: "Look at that Qin's face, it's almost as black as charcoal."
Sunan smiled and said, "Keep your voice down. If it's recorded, his fans will hear it."
"Tsk, am I afraid of him? He has fans, don't I? Can his fans scold me more than my fans?"
"...It's true." Su Nan muttered silently in his heart, I must not offend you.
Shu Qiao is a bad mouth, and his fans are not much better. I don't know if they complement each other or just have the same bad taste. Shu Qiao has a bad temper towards various artists in the entertainment industry, and his fans have a brilliant record of verbal battles with many people, scolding hundreds of fans and rarely losing.
Zhao Si didn't notice these things. He was studying the bow in his hand. Although it looked strange, it was very light, and the bowstring was made of something unknown, but it was very strong when pulled.
Qin Dong is very handsome and has many fans, but his reputation has always been average. Just like Shu Qiao, netizens think he is very pretentious, and he always looks like the most handsome man in the world, whether he is in the play or outside the play.
When netizens in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they all complained in the barrage.
"Tsk tsk tsk, if handsome Qin had such acting skills, wouldn't he have achieved the Grand Slam long ago?"
"I've recorded the screen. If anyone says Qin Shuai's acting is bad again, I'll throw this video in his face."
"How can a grown man be so stingy? Who are you showing off to when you can't beat someone?"
"Exactly, who are you showing it to? Be careful that our brother A Si gives him a swollen face."
"Hey, you're shameless! You've just shot an arrow and you've already swollen my face! Be careful or you might roll over from behind, hehe."
"Don't misunderstand me! Our brother A Si is too humble to say such things!"
Fans and passersby were at loggerheads, mocking each other, and there was always conflict wherever there were people. The production team had always ignored these barrage comments, believing it was just online bickering, not a real-life fight. It was harmless and could even add to the buzz of the livestream, especially now that voting was available. The more heated the arguments, the more votes were cast, and the director was beaming with joy.
The competition continued, Zhao Si's mentality remained calm. Archery was not only a sport for him, but also a weapon he relied on for survival. Countless times, he had used his bow and arrow to shoot birds in the sky, rabbits on the ground, venomous snakes that tried to sneak up on them, and wild beasts that tried to attack them.
Halfway through the competition, Zhao Si was still hitting every shot, and Bai Xingchen was also doing well, either hitting ten or nine rings. Qin Dong also managed a few ten rings, but as the gap between him and Zhao Si widened, until he couldn't even match Bai Xingchen's, the smile on his face grew weaker and weaker.
The summer sun is very scorching. The eleven o'clock sunlight mercilessly beats down on the archers. Everyone is sweating profusely and their faces are flushed. The hands that pull the bows gradually lose strength, and the accuracy of the arrows they shoot becomes worse and worse.
"It's pointless. The grades are getting worse and worse."
"It's easy to talk without any pain in the waist. Why don't you go out and take a snorkel in such a bright sun?"
"You're here to play the victim for your master! He's earning a whopping $3,000 for his appearance. Why would he care about the pitiful salary of a few of you?"
"Exactly. Aren't migrant workers' jobs hard? They're still toiling away under the scorching sun, tying steel bars!"
"Are you the reincarnation of diodes? Migrant workers work hard, but our brothers can't work hard?"
"Hey, could you guys stop arguing? If you don't want to watch, just get out. Watch it or not!"
"This is yours, so if you tell me to get out, I'll do it! Stop meddling in other people's business!"
"Stop arguing. Haven't you noticed that there's someone whose grades have always been stable?"
"I found out. Zhao Si has already shot 20 ten-rings."
"That's right, he's so awesome!"
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