One-star idol counterattack plan

Even if you have imagined the taste of failure, even if you have prepared yourself psychologically, even if you think you will not be hurt, when you really taste it, it is still full of bitterness that cannot be swallowed and loss that lingers in your throat.

That day, neither the first grade who knew nothing nor the second grade who rehearsed together, did not expect that the third grade who had promised not to appear would come, and appeared as their opponent in performing Han.

Different from the pretentious arrogance of the second graders, the third graders looked at them helplessly, as if they wanted to play with the children helplessly.It was a look down on them that didn't treat them as equal opponents at all.

"Although I don't think it's meaningful to take out this prize, but if the school insists on me saying this, then I can only tell you this way. Those who win this time can directly get the debut position. That position you can only get after graduation. It may sound like a joke, but it's true."

The leader of the third grade rubbed his short gray hair and complained casually, as if saying that the persimmons on the neighbor's tree didn't show the importance of debut.

The first and second graders who originally regarded this game as another prank by the academy were silent.

No one would take this prize as a joke, because not only the third graders, but even the class teachers like Gong Guangxi, didn't come out to refute it.

This only shows that the debut position is real.

If you win this game, you can get the things you dream of, and the dreams you have been chasing hard will come true in an instant.

From this moment on, this has become a wild gamble that will make people crazy. Anyone who claims to be an idol will not let it go. Going all out is the only choice.

The first and second grades took up the challenge, just as the college had expected.

Got a fiasco, a fiasco where no one wins... as the academy predicted

When the gamblers who stand on the gambling table decide to use illusory numbers to decide whether to win or lose, they have already lost to fate.Fate never favors those who try to turn over by fate.

The extremely cheerful and extremely noisy school festival ended brilliantly with the wonderful performance of the third grade as the biggest easter egg and the best fireworks.

Everyone was immersed in the dazzling dance, touching singing voice and glamorous performance, and they were crazy and shouting for it.

Except for those involved, no one cares about the fate of the losers, nor what kind of mood they will feel.

On the stage, only the victor shines bright

This is the brutal battlefield on which idols compete.

Three days later, the stage of the school festival was dismantled early, and all kinds of festive decorations were taken off. After removing the rare decorations, the Idol Cultivation Academy returned to its former tranquility.

The students, as always, attend classes, participate in various activities arranged by the school, and use various methods to improve themselves so that they can grow and take another step forward.

At least that's what it looks like on the show.

"Hmm, wait, wait."

"Hey, don't pass...Wow!"

In the corner of the dance training, someone uttered a low scream, stepped to the left without a firm foothold, slipped, and slammed straight to the left, hitting the person who was close to him with a "bang". The ground also forced out an exclamation.

The two rolled into a ball in embarrassment, and then the culprit above was kicked away.

"Yang Yu, what are you in a daze for? If you don't know how to use your eyes, you can donate them to those who need them!" Xia Yuan sat on the ground, rubbing his waist and staring at the guy with blond hair and blue eyes, spraying cold venom, " Or are you saying that your pair of glass beads are just for decoration, and they are of no use at all?"

Yang Yu, who was scolded, was still apologetic at first, but was kicked away, and after hearing this, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​bowing his head and admitting his mistake: "I said who it is, this is not Xia, who we claim to be number one in balance, how could this happen?" Can't hold it anymore?"

"You all stop and look at the situation. This is not a place where you can argue casually!" Anmarsi, who had watched the whole process, inserted himself between the two with a headache, and shouted in a low voice, "Do you want to be punished by the teacher to leave the classroom?"

The teacher who demonstrated the dance moves in person on the small display stand watched from afar and silently.

The two who noticed this did not dare to do it again, one adjusted his glasses, stood up by himself against the wall, the other turned his face away and stopped talking, with a look of dislike for each other.

Because the courses were similar and the classes were the same, Anmasi, who often stayed with them, just wanted to sigh. After class, he took advantage of his free time and directly dragged the two people who were at odds with each other to an empty courtyard for a forced meeting.

"You guys have been arguing a lot lately, even a little bit of friction can lead to an argument." Anmasi said seriously about their recent situation, "It's as small as looking at each other, as big as stepping on your feet while dancing, anything can become a guide Fuze. Do you have anything to say about this?"

"I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't control my strength well today, and I don't want to fall." Yang Yu felt aggrieved, "But this guy must have done it on purpose. He just wanted to quarrel!" As he said, he glared at Xia fiercely. Yuan.

Xia Yuan still looked like an elite, without squinting: "The rules are not determined by someone. If you say it was intentional, then it was intentional. If it is not, then it is not. Then the murderer won't have to be punished if he said he didn't kill? Hmph , I think you've been finding fault."

"you!"

Seeing that they were about to fight again after only two sentences, Anmasi, as the third person present, could only stop him: "Can you calm down?!"

He who was originally quite irritable was almost tossed into a gentle and tolerant opposite personality.

Maybe it was to save him some face, or it was just frightened by Anmarsi's majestic expression as soon as he sank, but Yang Yu and Xia Yuan shut up.

It's just that the expression looks a little dissatisfied, and they even secretly fight with their eyes.

Anmasi really didn't know how to separate the two people who would fight cocks when they met, and how to reconcile the contradiction.Reporting the students' affairs to the teacher would break the unspoken rules, so he never thought of asking the teacher to mediate.

In the final analysis, this matter is just that the two people have different values, but they get together for various reasons, so they always have differences.

Usually they can live in peace and have stayed together for a long time, but now they are like a fire being lit all the time, a little hay thrown into it can be burned to ashes by the flames.

"Actually, I know that you are still brooding over the...things that happened that day." Speaking of that, Anmaston paused, and continued with another word, "But if this continues, you won't be able to listen to the lessons, and you won't be able to learn. When you get new knowledge, you can only hold back, so will this satisfy you?"

His tone was harsh and questioning.

The sharp momentum like a sword, gun, sword and halberd not only did not usher in the shameful reflection, but stimulated the young man's rebellion.

"Anmasi, if you put it this way, you have been in a trance these two days no less than that idiot Yang Yu." Xia Yuan attacked first, and did not forget to sneer at his deadly enemy, "Are you lack of sleep, or is it because you remembered what made you sleepy?" It's not like you to miss the beauty of Mengzi, who didn't even notice that Yang Yu didn't pose properly."

"You are the idiot!" Yang Yu cursed back, and turned on the condemnation mode to Anmasi, "Anmasi, the main reason why I quarreled with this bastard last time was that you made a wrong move in front, and then I only got involved with him when it involved me. This is not solely my responsibility."

Under the double attack, Anmasi could no longer maintain a tense face.

The dark golden pupils were downcast, and the eyes were slightly closed. The plot of that day was vivid in his memory. The figure against the light on the stage was astonishingly dazzling, but the memory was full of dark shadows.

That's what the loser sees.

After a while, his tone softened: "I'm sorry. It's not just you, I don't look like myself anymore."

"...You don't need to say that." Yang Yu seemed to be suddenly dejected, his shoulders slumped, his blue eyes dimmed, "It is true that we are not in the right state, please, I should be sorry."

"Why, just now it was a meeting of accusations, but now it has been changed to a meeting of admitting mistakes?" Xia Yuan still said unforgivingly, "It's not your turn to admit your mistakes, I should say it." He insisted on showing his mistakes with arrogance Say it like you're right.

"Actually, everyone's not in the right state recently." Yang Yu murmured, lying on the table, "I saw someone walking and bumping into a street lamp, and someone's left foot kicked his right foot while dancing on stage, and rolled down the stage. , and when the guy played the trumpet, he actually played the wrong side, exhaled into the big trumpet, and didn't make any sound."

"Except for the possibility that the trumpet player may have some vision problems, the other two may be distracted." Xia Yuan analyzed calmly, refuting what Yang Yu said was abnormal.

"What do you know? It's not normal at all." Yang Yu was annoyed. "I've been observing them all the time, and they are not like that at all. Besides, if there are such confused people in this class, they should have been eliminated long ago."

"Oh!"

"Hiss, uh..."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of two objects colliding sounded not far away.

The three of Yang Yu looked around in surprise.

The black-haired and green-eyed boy covered his forehead with one hand, pressed the other on the stone pillar, and frowned.

"Qin?" Yang Yu stared at the man incredulously, and said softly, "Xing, Xingdou?"

The person who heard the sound withdrew his hand sharply, raised his head, his white forehead was flushed, and it seemed that the bump was quite painful.Those deep emerald eyes glanced over, stayed like a dragonfly on water, and quickly retracted.

Then, as if confirming that there was nothing worthy of attention, Xing Dou turned and left along the corridor without making an expression or saying hello.

"It's really Xingdou." Anmasi was also surprised, and he sighed after watching the person walk away, "It's rare to see him confused, is he lost in thought?"

"If Xing Dou is also like this, then it proves that that example is not special." Xia Yuan seemed to have caught something, and seemed to be complacent, "The abnormality that someone said doesn't count."

Yang Yu didn't answer all the time, just watched Xingdou's figure quietly, turned his head until he couldn't see him at all, and retorted dissatisfiedly: "You, really, are too slow!"

Without waiting for the two of them to say anything else, he quickly expressed his thoughts: "Why do you always think that Xing Dou won't feel it? Obviously that time, we lost that time!"

"It's not me alone, it's not me and you, it's all of us who lost! Do you understand? Xingdou and Xingdou are also included in it."

As if feeling sad, some transparent light leaked out of those blue eyes: "Didn't you notice? He looks weird. When he saw us occasionally before, he would nod his head to say hello, even if he didn't say a few words, He has also been paying attention to the words and deeds of the people around him, and listened patiently. He is obviously happy for sweets occasionally, and is troubled by doubts when he sees us, but now he doesn’t seem to care, as if he didn’t see it, as if he didn’t feel it , and left like that."

"Can't you really notice it? Xing Dou is not right at all!"