PNB Chapter 271 A Subtle Fragrance
Chapter 271 A Subtle Fragrance
All three arrows hit their targets?
——How is this possible!
Shao Ying and Xia Mingxing stared in disbelief at the young man walking back on the field.
The forum erupted in excitement.
What happened?
[Did I see that right? Three arrows fired simultaneously, and a perfect score?!]
[Is it special effects?]
Is this for real? Fishing line, magic trick?
[No, this is a live stream from QuLeTV!!!]
The comments section was flooded with Bo Bing's three arrows.
This is a scene that ordinary people cannot imagine. Three arrows from one bow all hit the bullseye. Even TV dramas wouldn't dare to film something like this.
As we all know, one arrow with one bow is the most accurate. Two arrows with one bow aim at the same point. Although the two arrows interfere with each other and the accuracy decreases, it is still acceptable. But Bo Bing is shooting three arrows with one bow, which is basically an impossible operation.
Arrows in the air will interfere with each other, greatly reducing their accuracy and weakening their force.
"Hey bro, bro—how did you do that?"
Ding Cheng stared wide-eyed. "One bow and three arrows... If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I definitely wouldn't have believed it was real."
Bo Bing wiped away his sweat and said coolly, "It felt good, I guessed it."
The forum is buzzing again.
[He guessed... he actually guessed... that's amazing!]
[This guy gets a perfect score!]
[The newcomer is a monster series TVT]
[What's going on? Is Bo Bing really that good? Could this be a scripted show to promote someone?]
[Impossible. The live stream is right in front of Yin Su and Ye Tianxing. How powerful could he possibly be to fake it?]
However, statistically speaking, hitting the target is not impossible.
"how is this possible?"
Shao Ying stood in front of the audience, his expression a mixture of jealousy, disbelief, shock, and incredulity. But he had witnessed Bo Bing's actions firsthand; the drawing of the bow and the shooting of the arrow were done in one smooth motion, and there was no possibility of it being faked.
But he refused to believe it.
Yin Su also stood up and walked towards Bo Bing, still holding the water provided by the production team in his hand.
"Bo Bing, have some water."
Yin Su smiled gently, and after Bo Bing took the water, the man sat down next to him. "How did you do that? The three arrows were a fluke, but how did you get the previous seven arrows to the bullseye?"
Although he already knew that his godfather was very capable, he had never seen this skill before. He didn't even know that Bo Bing could perform high-level horseback riding, and he was worried about the young man before the show started.
Bo Bing turned her head. "Do you doubt me?"
The words contained a clear double entendre, causing the beautiful movie star's amorous eyes to darken slightly.
"No, it's just my question," Yin Su blinked gently, turning her head to look at him, "Young man... will you satisfy my curiosity?"
[Oh, Professor Yin Su asked directly.]
[Does anyone understand? Teacher Yin Su was a little too beautiful just now, with such a strong sense of pressure, it was almost like filming a movie.]
[A mouth double! The great actor!]
[This doesn't seem like cheating, does it? After all, it's a live stream with multiple camera angles.]
Bo Bing unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water.
"You're holding a bottle and pouring water into your mouth—and you take ages to aim at it?"
His score allowed the Blue Team to overtake the Red Team, causing a small sensation. Even his teammates and staff looked at him with admiration.
That's outrageous!
[When Teacher Shaoying spoke to him, he acted incredibly arrogant, mocking Shaoying for having only average talent.]
Bo Bing is really something; she just said it, and that's it.
Forum chaos ensued.
[What nonsense! Yingzi's brother is just as good.]
Why didn't you say anything when your brother provoked him?
[Heh, Shao Ying's talent is indeed ordinary.]
Yingzi was clearly trying to kindly remind him.
[Only you fans are so protective of your food.]
Amidst all the discussions, the hashtag for "Bo Bing" also experienced a small surge in popularity. Over a dozen hashtags, such as "Bo Bing's Three Arrows Shot Simultaneously," "Bo Bing's Paradise Grassland," "Bo Bing's Horseback Archery," "Bo Bing's All-Around Talent," and "Bo Bing's Archery Skills," were instantly pushed to the middle of the list.
As her exposure increased, Bo Bing's fan base also grew. The account 'Bo Bing 830' gradually increased from over 5 followers to around 8, and is still slowly increasing. This number is considered quite famous in the entertainment industry. For a grassroots person like Bo Bing to gain so much attention through organic traffic is already quite remarkable.
Of course, Bo Bing knew that he had already made a name for himself twice and it was time to stop. So he took advantage of his physical exhaustion to get through the third round smoothly. Ye Tianxing and Bai Zixiu told him to rest well, and his opponent breathed a sigh of relief.
Shao Ying and the others felt relieved. Winning or losing in a reality show isn't that important; what matters is screen time, buzz, and exposure. Apart from a few senior members who bring their own audience, everyone else is subtly vying for screen time. Bo Bing's actions in the first two episodes have already stolen a lot of attention. If he continues like this, they're afraid they won't get any screen time.
In the third round of the ethnic dance competition, the red team once again overtook the blue team.
The red team's Jiang Wenqing, Zhang Yu, and Shao Ying lived up to their professional training, and Yin Su, Wei Yang, and Wen Yuan also had no major weaknesses. On the blue team's side, only Ye Tianxing had a professional training. Bai Zixiu, Xia Mingxing, and Bo Bing could only be described as stable. Shan Qiong was simply uncoordinated, and Chen Shicheng was not used to dancing. The blue team was far behind.
However, in the evening, a happy ending still unfolded, with the winning red team proposing to share resources, and the two teams spent the night in harmony.
The following day, the production team released a program announcement for the second episode.
As luck would have it, the second episode was scheduled to be held in D City, G Province, with the trailer titled "Sunset and Singing Sands." The second challenge would take place a week later, at which time everyone would gather in D City in the west.
For Bo Bing, it was convenient to go back along the way.
night.
After the event ended, Bo Bing received a call from Monkey. He glanced at the contact in his hand and then went to his bedroom to answer it.
"Brother Bing, when are you coming back?"
The monkey's voice took on a serious tone, "According to what Sister Xia's people found out, those thugs have started making moves in the surrounding area these past two days, and it looks like they're about to start."
"Wait for me," Bo Bing paused as she packed her luggage. "My flight is tonight, and I'll be back in L City in the early morning."
The monkey perked up immediately. "Everything is ready. Now we're all just waiting for you to come. Although Cao Xin and I are both at the factory, we feel lost without you."
Just as Bo Bing was about to say something, someone carrying a light scent of alcohol and flowers hugged him from behind.
"Why are you leaving tonight?"
The man rested his chin on Bo Bing's shoulder, his arms wrapped around the young man's waist. He clearly knew that the young man's decision wouldn't be easily changed, so his voice carried a hint of pitifulness, "Where are we going? I want to go with you."
Upon hearing another voice, the monkey immediately became alert. "Brother Bing, is there someone else?"
"It's nothing, just an insignificant guy."
Bo Bing frowned slightly. "Let's leave it at that for now. I've sent the plane ticket to Cao Xin. He can pick me up later."
The monkey responded, and the young man hung up the phone.
“Your hearing is quite good,” Bo Bing turned around, “Who told you to talk nonsense?”
Yin Su tilted his head with a smile, his long, smooth hair falling over his shoulders. The alcohol had left a lingering flush on his face. "I'm homeless. Godfather, please have some compassion and take me in?"
Taking advantage of Bo Bing's momentary lapse in concentration, the man pecked the young man's forehead and whispered, "Don't always frown, it's not cute."
Bo Bing's small flame of accusation inexplicably died down.
An aggressive aroma rises.