It's really hard work to get up early in the morning to shoot the MV.
But what's even more difficult is that such shooting lasts all day.
After finishing the early morning shoot, the girls took a short break and then shot different parts in batches.
Mai Shiraishi and her friend from the Kyudo Club, Erika Ikuta, the president of the flower club in the plot, are naturally in the same group. The parts shot after the break are clips showing the beautiful relationship between the two of them. These clips often take several minutes to shoot at one go. Or even ten minutes, but usually only a few seconds are cut into the film, just conveying the concept of friendly relations between a few pictures.
For this reason, a tree was specially found for the two girls to climb up. Of course, the branches were not very high from the ground. After all, safety issues were still the first priority. They just used the technique of shooting from above to make the picture look high.
There is an archery hall next to the tree where the shooting was done. Since he is a member of the Kyudo Club, he naturally needs to be reflected in the MV. At the same time, to show friendship, the two girls also had shots of practicing archery in the archery hall.
The sun shines on the grass.
Mai Shiraishi stood in the cool room, drawing the bowstring attentively. She wore gloves on her hands, her hair was tied into a ponytail, and her aqua uniform skirt was replaced by the black hakama and chest protector of the kyudo uniform. With his eyes fixed on the round target, he suddenly looked more heroic.
Of course, if you can ignore the voice of a guy chattering next to you, it will definitely be a good picture——
"Keep your eyes in the direction of the arrow and don't move away."
"Don't shake your hands. If you shake, you won't be able to guarantee accuracy, and you may even hurt yourself. It's best to pull the bow string as far as possible. If you can't control it, it probably means you don't have enough strength. It's recommended to change to a bow with a lower weight - —”
"You can't make a mistake in your posture. You must stand up straight, with your head held high and your chest held high. If you can't even stand up straight, then it will be even harder to do the things in front of you -"
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The bow in the girl's hand is a typical Japanese bow. In ancient times, the main material was bamboo. However, the production procedures were complicated and expensive, so in recent times it has been replaced by cheaper fiberglass. This kind of bow takes the shape of a stick after being unstrung. From a distance, it looks like holding a clothes pole. It is also inconvenient to carry. Like kendo and calligraphy, its performance function has long surpassed its actual function——
There is basically no big difference in how to use bows and arrows, and the difficulty is also similar. Mai Shiraishi has also received some basic skills and precautions from the owner of this archery gym before, but after all, this is her first time archery, and as a novice, she still doesn’t know how to use it. Too skilled and full of loopholes in performance.
But this is in the eyes of professionals. In the eyes of Mai Shiraishi, if she can achieve this level in just a few minutes, it is considered hard enough.
Therefore, the buzzing sound next to him like a fly seemed even more annoying.
Thinking of this, with a "whoosh" sound, the bow and arrow suddenly came off the string and flew straight towards the opposite target. However, after flying two-thirds of the way, it slumped and fell to the ground.
"Look, look, what I said is right. This is what happens if you don't have enough strength. I think it's better to try another one with a lighter weight -"
Finally I couldn't bear it anymore.
Shiraishi Mai threw the Japanese bow and bow in her hand angrily, threw them on some guy, and said, "How about you come?"
Baiyunshan shrugged and spread his hands: "It's not me who wants to take pictures, so what's the use of me?"
"Then don't make any noise!"
"I'm just helping you correct some mistakes. You must know that you are the center, and your every move will definitely be observed under a magnifying glass, let alone something as important as the MV. If someone insists on making mistakes, it won't be troublesome. But it’s still a bit disgusting, I’m just trying to help you reduce some of the possible disgusting remarks——"
"Then there's no need to be so serious, right? It's just an archery action. Can it appear in the MV for one second? Two seconds?"
"It doesn't matter how many seconds. Just by looking at the shaking of your bow and arms, you can already tell a lot of things. And anyway, if you have time, wouldn't it be better to make it more perfect?"
Shiraishi Mai was speechless after hearing the words of plausibility, and held her forehead with one hand.
It was always like this, no matter how many times she argued, she could never defeat the unscrupulous guy in front of her.
Not only her, but in fact most of the members were in the same situation as the girl. No matter what they said, they couldn't compare to him. The only one who can be called an exception is probably Nanamin——
Don't know why.
I was cursing like this in my heart, and suddenly I thought of something.
actually. ． ． It can also be known.
The cool wind blew through the hair tied up on her forehead. Mai Shiraishi thought silently, what other reason could there be? Probably, it can only be a matter of preference.
Just like when you were in elementary school, when you faced the girl you liked in the front row, even if you disagreed and the other person said something wrong, you wouldn't refute her unceremoniously like you did when you were with your best friend. Instead, he looked at her bouncing hair in a ponytail with a smile. He just thought he was wrong, scratched his head and smiled stupidly——
only. ． ． I'm still a little bit unwilling. ． ． ． ． ．
With an indescribable feeling surging in her heart, Shiraishi Mai bit her lip. Although her face still showed the anger that the guy in front of her had just been chattering about, it was more of another emotion.
So he quietly walked over, took back the Japanese bow and bow, and talked quietly in a voice that only two people could hear.
"Bai Yunsang, so you are brave?"
"Um?"
Ah, no, the way to open it is wrong.
"Ahem, what I mean is... you are so professional, are you really awesome? How about we compete? I remember you promised me three conditions, right?"
"Three conditions? Is there...such a thing-"
Baiyunshan tilted his head and thought for a moment. These three conditions were agreed to on the night of the cherry blossom viewing. It has been more than half a month now, and even Truth or Dare on the last broadcast night was not used. He even thought that the girl had forgotten about it, but he didn't expect that she still remembered such a thing——
It's just that I didn't use such a good opportunity last time in Truth or Dare, so why bring it up now?
Baiyunshan looked at her curiously.
Mai Shiraishi took a deep breath and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Let's compete in archery to see who is better. If I win, you must agree to one of my conditions, at least Nana While either Min or I are still idols, she is not your girlfriend, and you are not allowed to be with her... Well, at least what happened that night can't happen again—"
At this point, his cheeks twisted slightly unnaturally.
"If you win, this condition will be invalidated, and I will only have two conditions left. How about that?"
After speaking, clearly.
The air is silent.
The expression on Baiyunshan's face was a little strange for a moment. The wind blew from the grass of the shooting range covered with sunshine, blowing the eyelashes on the girl's eyes that looked at him unblinking after she finished speaking.
He stared at Mai Shiraishi's eyes, as if he wanted to count the eyelashes that were slightly wagging just now. The girl's face seemed to be affected by his strange expression. Being stared at by him like this, she straightened her hair unnaturally for a moment, and then she stared back in embarrassment or annoyance.
"What are you looking at?"
Shiraishi Mai's neck exposed to the air was slightly red, her face was charming, and her eyes were bright.
Only then did Baiyunshan come to his senses. After being silent for a while, he took the Japanese bow from her hand, then stood up and patted the wrinkles on his clothes.
"forget it."
he said softly.
"Forget it? Why—"
Even though they were shocked, the two people's voices were still controlled within the range that each other could hear, but this did not stop Shiraishi Mai from being surprised when she heard this answer.
However, Baiyunshan was not in a hurry to answer. He sighed softly, slowly pulled out an arrow from the quiver on the side, and placed it on the bowstring. He stretched his arms and slowly opened them. From a distance, he looked like an ancient Roman sculpture with great human beauty and power. The corners of his clothes swayed lightly in the wind, and his movements were as steady as a rock.
Then without looking, he casually loosened the bow string with his fingers and shot out an arrow.
With a 'swish' sound, the arrow hit the bullseye ten rings steadily, and the white tail feathers made of plastic trembled slightly in the air.
It was only then that his voice faintly reached my ears.
"Because first of all, Hashimoto is actually...not my girlfriend anymore. On the night you mentioned-"
Then another arrow was shot, hitting the target.
But he didn't stop. He took out the remaining arrows from the quiver in front of him one by one, as if taking a leisurely stroll, and shot them out one after another. The same thing, almost without looking at it, the same rock-solid, unchanging There is only one result.
Ten rings, ten rings, ten rings. ． ． ． ． ．
Arrows stacked one on top of another, the bullseye the size of the palm of your hand was almost filled with the arrows he shot.
It was impossible to remain indifferent when such an incredible scene happened in front of us. The staff, supervisors, and even the director of the archery hall, who looked very young at first glance, were all attracted.
Watching him shoot arrow after arrow, I was shocked by his precise archery skills, and even more amazed by his confidence in shooting arrow after arrow, as if he was doing something insignificant, almost without even looking.
Even when the last few arrows in the quiver were shot out, every time an arrow was shot, there would be a continuous wave of exclamations.
Amidst such exclamations, the last arrow did not hit the target.
Baiyunshan then turned his head and looked at the girl who was already stunned, so surprised that she seemed to have temporarily forgotten to breathe. His face was calm and he spoke softly, and his voice reached her ears before being drowned in a series of praises.
"...Secondly, even if I compete with you, you can't beat me at all."
