For better sound recording in outdoor variety shows, each person wore a lavalier microphone – the fuzzy little ball often seen on guests’ collars in variety shows, attached to their lower backs, hidden under their clothes.
Berlin and Wu Hengyao’s whispered conversation was, of course, clearly recorded.
Director: “…Teacher Wu is still so humorous.”
The Skye group, with their exceptionally high looks, initially gave off an otherworldly impression. Upon closer acquaintance, one would find that none of the five were aloof idols; they had a humorous side, especially fond of dropping unexpected jokes to tease Xiao Lin (Berlin).
Not every straight man and funny man in a comedic duo sparks, but every member of Skye could easily fool Berlin.
The first time the director collaborated with Skye on a variety show, he discovered that Berlin seemed a little… naive.
He believed the most unbelievable jokes with sincere emotion, easily tricked by his teammates.
When fans once trended Skye’s team jokes on the hot search, they unanimously used the meme on the real-time square: [Getting carried away, I feel like I can also trick Xiao Lin with a single candy] x 10086.
Berlin, whose reputation was damaged: Everyone else is drunk, I’m the only one sober, but I have to endure some online teasing; not explaining is my greatest kindness.
According to the program’s flow, Li Guangmin would demonstrate the challenge first.
He honestly stated beforehand: “I can’t guarantee success on the first try.”
Archery is similar to playing ball; technique is one aspect, but current feel is also important.
Jiang Shu’ran, Skye’s most official spokesperson, nodded in agreement: “Understood.”
Li Guangmin had brought the challenge; he more than anyone wanted to succeed on the first try and further enhance his reputation through the show.
Berlin saw Li Guangmin’s hesitation and waved encouragingly: “Teacher, add oil!”
Li Guangmin steadied himself, exhaled, inhaled, and drew the bow.
The arrow, like a streak of light, smoothly passed through the coin hole fifteen meters away and powerfully knocked down the middle die – the top die fell naturally, slightly shifted by the arrow’s wind, but ultimately landed safely on the bottom die.
In excellent condition, he didn’t falter at the crucial moment.
Li Guangmin let out a breath and smiled at Berlin: “Next, it’s your turn.”
Berlin curiously raised his hand: “Teacher Li, can I ask how long it took you from your first attempt to completing the challenge?”
“Hard to say, my situation is different from yours, not for reference.” Li Guangmin thought for a moment and answered honestly, without boasting: “I joined the training team since childhood, practicing archery for over ten years, with a solid foundation and extensive competition experience. After retiring, I didn’t want to be a coach, so I started to think about fresh and interesting ways to promote archery, attracting public attention, hence these varied challenges.”
Berlin nodded: “Understood.”
While they were talking, his teammates had already started choosing their bows.
Wu Hengyao’s words echoed in Berlin’s mind. Watching his teammates pick up compound bows one by one, he showed rare worry: Not worried about them failing the challenge, but about Mong Kok possibly not being able to withstand it.
As a prosperous and peaceful tourist city, Mong Kok didn’t deserve this.
Berlin nervously approached, hesitating, glancing to the left at Huayan who was examining the bow, then to the right at Han Yuze who was thoughtfully weighing the bow, slowly placing his hand on the string.
Noticing Berlin’s gaze, Huayan glanced down at him, a subtle smile playing on his lips: “I’ll go first.”
Berlin covered his own microphone, nervously tugging at Huayan’s shirt, waiting for him to turn his head, lowering his voice: “…Are you sure?”
Berlin hesitantly let go, silently watching Huayan choose a spot, then poked Wu Hengyao beside him, doubting: “You can control it, all of you can, right?”
Wu Hengyao’s blond hair shimmered in the sunlight. He smirked, raising one corner of his lip: “You guess.”
Berlin: “…”
I’m a real person, you’re better off being a real dog.
He quickly recited the Great Compassion Mantra in his mind: Buddha bless Mong Kok, I will renew my VIP membership for another year to show my devotion.
According to the director’s instructions, each member would try once, taking turns to facilitate multi-camera shooting and post-production editing. After the first attempt, for efficiency, they could practice simultaneously.
Not only Berlin’s gaze fell on Huayan, but cameras from all directions were focused on him.
The production team didn’t specify clothing; Huayan didn’t wear athletic wear, remaining his idol self: an open-necked floral shirt, earrings, necklace, rings, his pale, slender fingers drawing the bow, a silver bracelet dangling from his wrist, reflecting the dazzling sunlight.
Huayan didn’t like sunlight.
He frowned, squinting, feeling his exposed skin burning – it wouldn’t cause any substantial harm, but it made him uncomfortable.
He had been standing near the compound bow rack; the temporary awning helped a little.
A shadow suddenly fell from above, blocking the sun.
Huayan turned his head.
Berlin was standing half a step behind him, holding a parasol, raising it high to shield him from the glare.
Huayan had heard it. Berlin explained to the staff that Huayan had mild sun sensitivity and borrowed a parasol. So, he didn’t immediately shoot the arrow, but pretended to aim, patiently waiting for Berlin to approach.
Seeing him look back, Berlin showed a slightly silly smile, reminding him: “The compound bow doubles the strength.”
Huayan stood under the parasol, scanning Berlin’s sun-exposed face, saying “Oh.”
His posture was loose and casual, not as Li Guangmin had instructed. Under the parasol, he exuded a lazy and decadent aura.
The loose shirt sleeves slipped back with his movement, revealing a section of beautiful muscle lines.
Swish.
The arrow moved too fast; Berlin only saw a swift and sharp arc, unstoppable, so fast that the coin didn’t seem to notice the arrow passing until it slightly shook a moment later.
The cameramen saw it more clearly.
Li Guangmin had only knocked down the middle die; the surface was damaged, but largely intact.
Huayan’s arrow was sharp and powerful, instantly piercing the die.
The arrow carried the die tens of meters before landing, and the die on the ground had a hole perfectly matching the shape of the arrow, the edges smooth, with no cracks except at the point of impact.
Author’s Note:
Huayan: I held back, did you notice?
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