One-star idol counterattack plan

The deep and treacherous tree hole hangs with dry and green vines, and the unknown darkness makes people stop and panic.

Wearing a white shirt and black vest with beautiful folds on the cuffs and a neat bow tie, Mr. Rabbit dressed like a gentleman. He took out a delicate silver pocket watch with a chain from his breast pocket, and his furry rabbit ears trembled slightly.He "clicked" to open the pocket watch, and frowned slightly: "It's too late, I'm going to be late."

Immediately, holding down the snow-white hat with one hand, he hurriedly jumped into the dark hole and disappeared without a trace.

Bewitched by this fantastic and beautiful scene, the girl didn't even have time to feel afraid, she followed closely, gritted her teeth, and broke into the tree hole.

In an instant, the world was pitch black.Like a deep maze, the similar walls and dim lights make people confused. The long corridors, multi-directional corners and complicated furnishings confuse the memory.The girl who entered because of a moment of curiosity felt fear and wanted to withdraw.

The familiar white color flashed past, and the missing Mr. Rabbit stood at the corner ahead, sighing softly: "It's already so late, he's definitely going to pull my ears and tail."

Who is he and why is he doing it No or that doesn't matter.

The girl chased after him in surprise, and she called "Mr. Rabbit". When she reached the corner, she found that the white was gone again.

Just as she fell into depression, she turned this corner, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

In the hall with a gorgeous dome, there is a glass table with a glass of juice and a piece of cake on it.

Looking closer, the words "drink me" are pasted on the juice, and the cake exudes a tempting aroma.

She hesitated for a while, and drank the glass of juice first.Just the moment she lowered her head and then raised her head, the originally small glass table appeared above her head, and everything around her seemed to be magnified several times, only she was like a villain who broke into the kingdom of giants, unable to return to her senses.

"Smaller?" The girl blinked, a little surprised, then took a bite of the cake, "Could it really be bigger this time?"

Sure enough, the glass table shrunk down to a miniature version in an instant, and the unattainable ceiling was right in front of you, and you could touch it with your hand. She was like a big doll stuffed into an inappropriate box, and she was afraid of breaking the whole space when she turned around. .

When she was hesitating what to do, Mr. Rabbit, who had disappeared before, came back.This time he was not only wearing elegant clothes, but also wearing a big fan and a pair of brown gloves.While complaining in his mouth that "the Duchess is going to lose her temper", he walked quickly.

"Mr. Rabbit..." The girl said timidly, but she seemed to have frightened him. Seeing Mr. Rabbit paused, he glanced at her with those beautiful blue eyes, turned around and ran into the darkness, leaving only his fan behind. and gloves.

She could only follow the story, shook the fan, changed back to its original size, then became smaller and smaller, and finally successfully walked into another place through the small hole behind the curtain.

Oncoming is the blue and transparent world. The clear waves and the brackish wind arrive together. At some point, the girl stepped on the wooden boat and floated in a small lake.

A Mr. Mouse in gray clothes rescued her from the water, took her to a party with dodos, parrots, and many other birds, and danced with them bewilderedly.Round and round, as if wandering at a ball, she lost her footsteps.

The moment the party ended, the mysterious Mr. Rabbit reappeared in front of his eyes at some point, still looking anxious, walking quickly in another direction with his pocket watch. "Mr. Rabbit, where are you going?" The girl couldn't help asking, and hurriedly chased after him.

This time she followed her to a beautiful and delicate bungalow. Mr. Rabbit was wandering around the open door, muttering: "I can't find it, what should I do?"

"Mr. Rabbit, what's wrong with you?" Even though she guessed that he might be looking for the lost gloves and fan, the girl still stepped forward to ask.

The black-haired and green-eyed Mr. Rabbit looked at her, his clear eyes seemed to see people's hearts, and he frowned unhappily and blamed: "Marian, why did you come? I can't find gloves and fans , bring them to me quickly."

She was certainly no Marianne.The girl thought to herself, but who can refuse such a pair of eyes, such a person?

She acquiesced to this request, lifted her skirt and went to the second floor, and quickly found the fan and gloves, then stared at the biscuit with "Eat me" written on the table and sighed: "It seems like this again."

The girl ate the biscuit, experienced the event of becoming so big that it burst the house again, and then ate the candy that shrank to restore it to its original shape.Mr. Rabbit watched all this happening, only complained when the house was about to be destroyed, then opened his pocket watch, and uttered the familiar words: "I'm going to be late." After saying that, he left again.

She followed her fate resignedly, walked through the dense jungle, and heard all kinds of flowers singing songs by the roadside, every word and every word was full of arrogance, driving helpless humans away.The girl walked nonchalantly, passing through the jungle, and encountered a hazy mist.

Mr. Caterpillar, who was smoking a long hookah and wearing bloated clothes, talked to her meaningfully and pointed her in the direction.The mushrooms on hand can help her grow or shrink at will.

"To be honest, isn't this kind of routine too much?" She complained and picked up the mushroom, just about to eat it, when Mr. Caterpillar disappeared at some point, and a slightly exaggerated smiling face appeared in the gray mist .

It was Mr. Cat, a cat with a wide smile, but it had to be admitted that it was also a very good-looking cat.With blond fluffy hair and blue jewel-like eyes, he was wearing a dark gray sweater and black pants, his pointed ears moved slightly, and his tail drooped to the ground.The excessive smile didn't take away this beauty, it just changed his temperament, making him look a bit malicious.

"Where are you going?" Mr. Cat circled around her, as if weighing something.

"I came with a white rabbit, and I was looking for him." The girl replied truthfully, "Do you know where he is?"

"He..." Mr. Cat dragged his voice, "I've seen it before, but maybe someone knows where he is better than me. Through this forest, there is a March hare on the right, and a rabbit on the left. The Hatter, though we call him the Mad Hatter. Now it's tea party time, and you can go and see."

The mysterious Mr. Cat, who seems to know everything, gestured in the direction, and after she determined the goal, he leaned over and said, "You can go wherever you want, as long as you keep walking, you will reach a certain place." It seems to be foretelling something , what to warn.

The maiden follows the Cheshire cat to the tea party.On the long white dining table, a beige rabbit is busy pouring tea, and at the top seat is a pink-haired man wearing a conspicuous tall hat.

"Huh? Look who's here. It's a rare visitor." The man under the tall hat raised his eyes, his smile seemed to be half drawn with precision, and there was a certain kind of fanatical emotion in his eyes.

She thought it was talking to the cat, but when she turned her head, there was the Cheshire Cat.She had to go forward: "Are you talking to me?"

"Of course." The Mad Hatter didn't look abnormal on the outside, but the difference was revealed when he opened his mouth, "You look a little confused, in order to open up the topic, let's talk about some interesting topics, don't be nervous girl, I won't ask strange things I want to ask, um, for example...why is a crow like a writing desk?"

He spoke faster than expected, and still read the words clearly, but this did not change the fact that this was a strange problem.

"This is a guessing game of puns." The girl didn't panic, she was confident, "The answer to the riddle is Beauseit can produce afewnotes. A crow can produce afewnotes (make a sound), and a writing desk can produce afewnotes (used to take notes), so a crow is like a writing desk."

Faced with such a standard answer, the Mad Hatter shook his head, put his index finger on his mouth, and sighed loudly: "This is really the most boring answer I've ever heard." The beige rabbit on the side nodded repeatedly and handed her a cup Tea.

"Then what do you think is the answer?" She was unconvinced and retorted unhappily, ignoring the hot cup of tea, "What kind of answer do you want?"

The Mad Hatter's eyes turned to the other side. Mr. Rabbit in white stood at the entrance of the forest, fiddled with his pocket watch.

"Ah, Mr. Rabbit!" The girl shouted in surprise, and this time finally attracted the rabbit's attention.He hesitated for a while, but still walked over.

During this gap, she heard the Mad Hatter lower her voice and say in a low voice: "Why is a crow like a writing desk, because it makes no sense to like it."

Words that are illogical and inconsistent with common sense seem to hide a touch of sadness.

"Why are you here?" The white rabbit looked troubled, "Where are my fan and gloves?"

He must have mistook me for that Marian again! The girl waited for a moment to think, but before she could explain, someone came to the rescue.

"She is not the one you know, this is the first time a guest." The Mad Hatter's feeling of speaking was the opposite of that of the White Rabbit, a series of cannonballs, with a funny expression like sarcasm, "Why, are you tossing that again? A broken watch?"

"This is the watch given to me by the Red Queen." The white rabbit frowned, "You can't say that."

The relationship between the two sounds complicated.The girl made such a judgment and interrupted their confrontation in real time: "I'm sorry, I originally came after you, Mr. Rabbit, but now I'm tired, please tell me how to leave."

"Leave?" Seemingly aroused by her words, the White Rabbit gave up the useless dispute with the Mad Hatter, "That requires the permission of the Red Queen, and you have to go to see me with me."

"Only half of the road here belongs to the Red Queen, and the other half belongs to the White Queen." The Mad Hatter didn't want to make a truce, so he added another topic, "I can take her to the White Queen." He looked at the White Rabbit provocatively. Rabbit's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Who do you want to go with?" The two turned their heads at the same time, one black and one green eyes staring at her.

"I..." I didn't expect to encounter such a situation.The girl's eyes lingered between them, and she finally gritted her teeth: "I want to see the White Queen." The Red Queen was notoriously cruel.

And...she wanted to hear some stories from the Mad Hatter, such as the anecdotes about being entangled with the white rabbit.

"Well, since you choose that way." White Rabbit nodded expressionlessly, watching the two people who had reached a consensus go away.

Among the swaying trees, some girls' curious questions can be heard, from cakes that are getting bigger and smaller to tall hats.

"...Mr. Mad Hatter, don't you really hate white rabbits?" After asking about the messy things, the girl pointed to the things she cared about the most.

"Why do you think so?" The pink-haired Mad Hatter pressed his hair and paused before asking.

"Because... when you talk to him, your eyes are shining." She said bluntly, "You seem to be very happy, but you said a lot of mean things, why is that?"

"Is that so?" The Mad Hatter chuckled lightly, and gave a plausible answer, "He's from the Red Queen, and I'm from the White Queen. They shouldn't have a good relationship."

"Then you keep hiding it from him?" The girl really found it hard to understand. "Arguing doesn't promote relationships."

"This topic is so unromantic." The Mad Hatter sighed and waved his cane. "If you walk across that river without getting your clothes wet, I'll tell you the answer."

The gurgling water is hidden in the tall weeds, and it is only when you get close that you can see it clearly.There are human masks floating on the river that is neither wide nor narrow, and the paleness is uncomfortable and weird.The shimmering green light is dotted with it, like a scene in a dream.

"Just walk over there?" The girl knew that the mask was the road, so she had no choice but to muster up her courage and give it a go.

Lifting the hem of her skirt, she took a few steps back, accelerated her run-up, and stabilized her center of gravity. After a few strokes, she successfully reached the opposite bank.It's a pity that I couldn't catch the corner of the clothes at a certain moment, and it was still wet.

"You lost." The Mad Hatter smiled, "Alright, it's time for us to see His Majesty."

The girl who failed to achieve her goal was a little disappointed, but the scene in front of her soon overturned her imagination.

The huge white palace Jiali stands on the snow-white ground, and everything is white, soft white, pale white, clear white, luxurious white... like a place that cannot be stained by a trace of dirt, it is so clean It's frustrating.

And amidst the layers of white crowd, a white figure came slowly.The man was wearing a retro-style skirt, with fine and delicate lace borders on the corners of the skirt, complicated ribbons and embroidery complement each other, and shiny gemstones hidden in it, one could tell his noble status at a glance.

This man in white gloves, a white crown, and a white dress stood before her.

"Pfft, cough, I didn't do it on purpose." After laughing out loud, the girl tried to defend herself, but she didn't dare to look at the man again, for fear that she would fail again.

Hey, who would have thought that the White Queen, who is all white, has chocolate-colored skin.

No matter how majestic those golden eyes are, they can't hide the complexion of the person in front of him.

Anmasi maintained his posture, glanced at the guest who couldn't hold back his laughter and Wen Lun whose expression changed slightly, and thought of Xia Yuan who was playing the domineering Red Queen next door, and felt that people's sorrows and joys were not connected.

He just wants to hit people.