One-star idol counterattack plan

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The perspective of this chapter may be a bit misleading, but Xingdou is the protagonist.

Please note.

Question: If you were given a chance to embark on the dream-chasing journey that encountered countless obstacles and did not get any good memories, would you still be willing to try again?

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In 30XX, the entertainment industry blossomed everywhere, and various games emerged one after another, vying for users' traffic and attention, publicity and welfare everywhere, and a bloodless fight was launched without any use.

In the process of experiencing the game, people gradually no longer regard the game as ordinary entertainment, but become an alternative adventure.

In a different world, saving princesses and princes, becoming a hero to save the world, and attacking beauties are popular topics, an unheard-of idol-raising game unexpectedly broke through the siege and became popular all over the Internet.

Countless people went from curiosity at the beginning to obsession at the end, from dismissive to begging for updates.

The discussion around this game never stops. No matter where it is, once someone mentions one of the plots, someone will immediately pick up the conversation, and it has become the best topic for making friends and chatting.It is not surprising that countless stalks about games have been spread and become a term in the daily conversation of the public.

This is a veritable national game.

But everyone who loves this game, or anyone who has played it, doesn't know that the world that seems to them a false adventure is, for others, a veritable survival adventure.

...............

Gong Caiyi felt a little nervous.

He couldn't help but took another sip of water, lowered his head, focused on his own virtual terminal screen, pretending to be fascinated looking at something, just like everyone else here.

However, the person who had the wrong idea slipped his hand and opened the funny video cached before. Exaggerated hahaha and joking voices rushed out of the external sound source in an instant, filling this not-so-crowded waiting room. Breaking the slightly quiet atmosphere before.

The people who had been silent turned their heads one after another, and their soft and silent eyes focused on him, like an invisible iron, which made him blush, and he couldn't say anything, he could only choke out a small "sorry".

Gong Caiyi frantically turned off the video, blushing and not daring to look up, admitting the truth in his heart - well, he was really nervous.

But there's no way around that, right now, he's on the placement test of that idol training academy!

The top idol academy that is known as the cradle of idols and has bred countless famous idols!

The school whose dropout rate is rising every year as loud as it is famous!

Although he was lucky enough to enter the academy, he didn't know which class he would be assigned to. If it was an extremely difficult class and teacher, he would definitely be kicked out and directly excluded from his debut plan.

There is nothing more embarrassing for those who sign up for this school.

Gong Caiyi didn't want to think about it, but when he thought about it, the unrelieved fright swept over his whole body again, as if a small drum was beating in his heart, making him restless and sweaty palms.

No, he has to calm down.

Gong Caiyi pressed her heart, stood up slowly, and walked straight to the bathroom as small as possible so as not to affect other people.

The cold water washed away the sweat and the panic that made people anxious.Listening to the sound of splashing water, Gong Caiyi turned off the faucet, took a deep breath and then exhaled, finally feeling calmer.

Maintaining this state, he silently returned to his original seat just like when he left.

Probably because of the return of sanity, after sitting for a while, he found that he had given up the virtual terminal that he couldn't see at all, and began to unconsciously look at other people instead of being immersed in his own emotions.

I hadn't noticed before that there are too many good-looking people here, and the number of handsome guys is beyond the standard, which can completely compare a little transparent like him to dust.

Although the people waiting for the exam are not only the ones he saw now, but also people in other exam rooms, but even in this place where there are not many people, just looking at the appearance of these people, Gong Caiyi has the feeling that he will lose feeling.

Almost no one is like him, so nervous that he doesn't know where to put his hands and feet.Some of those people nestled quietly in the corner watching the terminal screen, some seemed to know each other, chatting quietly together in twos and threes, and some were immersed in the performance with their hands beating silently.

People like him are probably pre-ordered by cannon fodder.

It's over...Huh?Wait, it seems that there is another guy who is more inconspicuous than him.

As if he had found a life-saving straw, Gong Caiyi carefully glanced at the boy wearing a black hoodie sitting in the corner.

He didn't quite understand why he had to wear such a hood to cover his face tightly at this time, but the predictable reason can be easily deduced-the people who come here are people who want to become idols, if they are extremely A good-looking person should show his appearance openly on such an occasion.

Being surrounded by so many handsome guys, he would hide his face, which only shows that he is the same as himself, probably not very conspicuous in appearance, or in other words, it is too dark to be set off.

Inexplicably, Gong Caiyi felt a sense of sympathy for this person who couldn't see his face clearly.

If you get the chance, go talk.

As he thought about it, the confidence in his heart suddenly rose after he felt that he had a companion.

The more anxious you are about an event, the faster time seems to pass.Not long after, the placement test officially began.

According to the past tradition, those who are called need to go to the stage on the other side of the waiting room to perform one by one. After getting the performance evaluation, they can leave and return to the dormitory, waiting for the results of the next day's class placement.

Speaking of which, the classification conditions are different every year. I heard that last year's ABCDE class was ranked purely based on grades. I wonder if there will be a similar system this year to put people of the same level in the same class.

While Gong Caiyi was thinking about this, the people in the waiting room were called out one after another, and soon it was his turn.

"Number 36, Gong Caiyi."

"Here!" He hurriedly responded, stood up suddenly, his mind was in a mess for a moment, he didn't know what to do, he just followed the footsteps of the people who went out in front, step by step.

It wasn't until he walked a few steps out of the waiting room that Gong Caiyi regained his composure and realized the seriousness of the current situation.

But before he could figure out how to act, he realized that the person in front of him happened to be the Cannon Fodder No. [-] he noticed earlier, ah no, companion.

Gong Caiyi was overjoyed, and his fear of the future was dispelled a little.

In short, if the performances of two people in a row are average, he won't be too dangerous, right?

The boy with such thoughts quickened his pace, stretched out his hand to pat the person in front of him, introduced himself friendlyly, and formed a cannon fodder alliance by the way.

The man in the hood kept walking, but seemed to notice the movement behind him, and turned his head slightly towards him.

A few strands of black hair escaped from the edge of the hood, and the hidden emerald color flashed across the shadows, like a luxurious gem that was briefly illuminated, making people hold their breath.

Gong Caiyi's footsteps stopped. He stood in place for a moment, looking at the person who was going ahead, and slowly withdrew his outstretched hand.

He didn't see the hooded man's face clearly, but he remembered the man's eyes——

It was the look of the beast putting all its eggs in one basket and never admitting defeat.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself lightly as the hand that he didn't know where to place was unconsciously clenched. What, in the end, it wasn't a companion at all.

That is a quietly dormant hunter.

With some certainty, Gong Caiyi hastily collected his mood and accelerated to catch up with the person who left him far away.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, when he arrived backstage to prepare, the hooded man had already changed his clothes and stood on the front stage.

On the side of the stage, he still couldn't see that person's expression clearly, he could vaguely see that he had a good appearance, he could also see his movements clearly, and he could hear his voice.

The man gently lowered his arms and lowered his head slightly, like a beautiful bird waiting quietly.The moment the familiar music played behind him, Gong Caiyi immediately recognized that he was performing the solo part of the famous opera "Death of the Black Swan".

"The Death of the Black Swan" tells the story of a swan who was exhausted to death in pursuit of Gensokyo.

Its difficulty is considered high for people like them who have not studied professionally. If they succeed, they will definitely get a pretty good score.But if it fails, it will definitely be labeled as "overreaching" and thrown into a corner where it is not noticed.

So this time, will the swan ride the wind, or will it break its wings halfway and fall to its death?

Gong Caiyi didn't know what he was expecting, but he didn't want to let go of the actors performing on the stage.

Then, he saw that the moment the man moved, a real black swan raised its wings with a "wow", high and high above the stage freely and passionately with the momentum as if covering the sky. fly up.

It still doesn't know that the things it pursues are illusory and invisible.But every moment of flapping the wings, every moment of fighting against the wind and rain, infinite courage can be born out of thin air, and the unswerving and indestructible advance.

As if tireless and tireless, that stubborn creature climbed mountains, crossed oceans, ran to forests, and explored the sky.

Can't go anywhere, dare not break into anything.

Then it... will rush straight to the end of death.

Just like the current him, no matter what he does, it is useless. With his level, it is impossible to reach the height that everyone looks up to.

What he pursued was nothing but the fruit of his own imagination, and he actually got nothing.

Maybe it will end up with nothing.

Seeing such a posture, Gong Caiyi suddenly felt unspeakable resentment, as if being entangled downward by an invisible swamp, leaving only a puzzled question in his mind-what, do you know where you are going?Do you know what you can get?

What is waiting for you is death, it is nothing more than an established tragedy, even if you are so serious and try your best, it is useless!

you do not know any think.

That's why we can fly so calmly and fearlessly.

See, you can't move now, you are about to sink to the bottom of the dark lake, and you will never return to the calm time.

It's better not to seek any ideal place of nothingness from the beginning, and just be an ordinary swan peacefully.

He wasn't sure whether he was asking the swan, or the self who was faintly timid about all this and wanted to escape, but he couldn't move his eyes away, and followed that clumsy dream chaser, wanting to get an answer.

The dancers on the stage seem to be responding to his thoughts. The moment the swan sinks into the lake, it flaps its wings with difficulty and pain towards the distant sky, wanting to go back there and continue the journey again.

That's just futile.

Suffocation and silence have replaced the long-distance singing, and boundless loneliness and solitude accompany the finale.

The swan who pursues the dream falls before seeing the dream.

Dazed, Gong Caiyi clenched his fists, ready to wait for the final surrender—that is the end of the protesters.

The low moan sounded like a mockery, awakening the sleeping prisoner.

Under his incomprehensible gaze, the swan, which should be unwilling, calmed down, but finally stared at the sky for a long time, as if saying goodbye, then spread its wings, resolutely threw itself into the embrace of the lake, and fell into an eternal sleep.

Even if he couldn't see the man's expression clearly, he still understood how free that swan was.

Not afraid to die, not afraid to start.

——[I have never regretted it.Here, I am also satisfied. 】

The swan who accepted fate calmly expressed it like this.

From the beginning to the end, it is noble and beautiful, and there has never been a moment of embarrassment.

As it begins, so it ends.

The performer on the stage, who made such a soul appear here, won the respect of a perhaps insignificant spectator.

At least, Gong Caiyi knew that her heartbeat and throbbing couldn't stop.

In a daze, he saw the man bent down and bowed, and introduced again: "I am Xingdou. There are countless stars in the river, and the stars that fell into the forest for a long time."

One who is like the stars, like the light itself.

That's the star.