One-star idol counterattack plan

"We have to get back with revenge."

That day, after calling everyone in the class to the classroom, Xing Dou stood in front of them and said these words calmly.

"Huh?" Someone made a suspicious voice, "What are you talking about?"

Most people didn't quite understand the sudden words, waiting for Xing Dou to explain.Anmasi and the others were no exception, looking at him thoughtfully.

Yang Yu is very close to Xing Dou's position, this may be the first time he is so close to Xing Dou except for his deliberate approach.So he saw Xing Dou's expression more clearly than anyone else.

Different from the trance and confusion in the shadow of the corridor that day, like a beast waking up from a deep sleep, it eliminated the fatigue and depression accumulated in the winter, opened a pair of sharp and deep eyes, and firmly locked on to the target of the walk

There is no more hesitation, only unshakable firmness and unmovable calmness.

Some kind of light he had seen before seemed to return to the man.

"I'm talking about our loss to the third grade. Don't you want to say that you have forgotten such a failure?"

Xing Dou lightly said something that everyone didn't want to mention, forcibly tore off the blindfold of self-deception, and revealed the unbearable gap again, revealing the shame and darkness inside.

"What do you mean by this? You are still the same, you lost to them!"

Someone retorted unconvinced, glared angrily, and clenched his fists, as if he was suppressing something.

Xia Yuan squeezed the frame of the glasses and said nothing, his eyes were stern.Anmasi's face was dark and he frowned.Wen Lun smiled and stared at the man for a while, thoughtful.Yang Yu looked at Xing Dou carefully, feeling a little apprehensive.

"I know."

Xing Dou didn't feel strange at all, he admitted this frankly, and accepted his failure in a tone of complete indifference.

"That's why I want revenge."

"Now that you understand, what are you talking about now? You have already proved everything that day, right? We have no way to win, even now, the gap between us is impossible to reverse!" One person said, The more I talked, the more excited I didn't know where it came from.

"That's right, in that situation, what else can we do other than admit defeat? What nonsense are you talking about now! Haven't seen yourself clearly, are you going to humiliate yourself?"

"Even if you are not convinced, the facts will not change. The strength of the third grade is so strong that we can't even reach the edge at our level. Do you think you are competing with people of the same level?"...

In the successive denunciations, in addition to resentment, there is also some imperceptible self-loathing.

Maybe even the person who spoke didn't realize it, the anger wasn't completely directed at Xing Dou, it was more like directed at themselves.

Losing to the third grader, but deceiving himself.

Xing Dou could hear these emotions clearly, there was no anger of being questioned on his face, he just watched them quietly, scanning these young and energetic faces one by one.

The plain and indifferent gaze made the person who was seen subconsciously startled for some reason, then shrank his neck and closed his mouth unconsciously.

They heard the king who had lost his crown ask faintly in the silence:

"So is that okay? Is it okay to do nothing, be beaten so hard that you can't even hold your head up, and pretend nothing happened?"

"Is this the ending you want?"

"Is this the reality you chose?"

One word at a time, ask the heart, question the soul.

The resentful expressions of the teenagers fell silent, leaving only a trace of silent solemnity. No one could easily laugh at this moment and say that it was no big deal.

In the empty classroom, apart from the man's questioning voice, there was only the reverberation of slightly dignified breathing.

The silence seemed to be lost and turned into a silhouette in the photo. Time was chopped and frozen at this moment, and uncomfortable bubbles floated out.

"You don't want to say the answer? Or are you afraid to say it?"

For many people, Xingdou's voice seems to have never been so sharp, so sharp that it does not allow them to have the slightest evasion and fear, and it forces them to face the bloody reality and see themselves in a state of embarrassment.

"Then let me give you a reference answer."

Xingdou paused every word, and Shen Cui's eyes were like waves surging, with layers of emotions rippling: "Is this all right? How is it possible."

"That's all right? Who would want to?"

"This is the end? Who will agree! I didn't come here for that senseless failure!"

Like the noise of a jade cold spring, sinking with the pressure of a storm, it hit everyone's heart heavily, smashing the seemingly solid shell, and flowing out the deep unwillingness from the cracks.

"Then tell me... what should we do?" After a long while, someone's voice was rough and he spoke with difficulty, as if he had broken the wizard's magic, breaking the too slow time with just one sentence.

"Revenge." He spit out the familiar words again.

"We lost. This is the past that cannot be changed, but the future can be changed. If we lose once, we only need to win it back. Winning and losing cannot be offset, but we must get back what we lost on the day we lost."

"Missing something?"

"Don't you understand?" The black-haired and green-eyed boy looked straight at him, as if looking through him at many people, "It's dignity, self-confidence, passion, hope, glory, happiness, and... yourself. "

He looked around, had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and said firmly: "You are still staying on that day and refusing to leave, aren't you?"

In just a few words, they wiped out all the oppression they tried to cover up.It seems that their most embarrassing side has been clearly known by this person, and they have not hidden it at all.

For some reason, this time no one came out to refute that you said the same thing.

It may be because this person said this, but he didn't have a mocking attitude at all. His eyes were clear and calm, and he used an ordinary tone. Even the usual indifference made people breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't say that to embarrass anyone, he'd felt the same pain.

Yang Yu understood this, followed Xing Dou's words, and said cautiously: "What do you want us to do? How can we get revenge?"

Although this is the method proposed by Xing Dou, he also feels that it is a bit of a fantasy, too unreal.The oppression and strength that day were not illusions, they were actually suppressed so that they could not turn over.In a game, the two sides are not opponents of equal level, and even when one side can crush the other, it is meaningless to talk about heresy skills.

The eyes of the rest of the people also came together, staring at the guy who refused to admit defeat.

Faced with these unclear sights, Xing Dou blinked and made a meaningful arc: "First, let's go back to the same starting line:..."

That plan was even more unbelievable than they had originally imagined. In other words, it was more like a desperate gamble than the so-called best decision with a sure chance of winning.

"Are you really going to do this?" Xia Yuan seemed to be reminding, and his taunting words became more tactful, "You don't know what will happen if we fail to achieve the goal? Impulse can't solve the problem."

"The risk of this plan is indeed great. In the final analysis, our confidence is not as much as that of the third grader, or even much less." Anmasi answered with a frown.

"Are you going to surrender so soon?" Wen Lun joined the conversation with a smile, sarcastically, "I think if you don't try, nothing will happen."

"Xing Dou, why...why are you telling us this?" Yang Yu didn't worry about the success rate of the plan, and asked such a question unexpectedly, "You obviously have a chance of winning if you go alone." Why did you come here to tell them this? Pull them together?

This is not like Xing Dou's style.

Xing Dou didn't answer him in a hurry, and looked at Xia Yuan and the others first: "I know the consequences, other than that, the most suitable way is-wait. When our strength grows step by step, there will always be a day when we can get Qualified for the challenge."

He stroked his chest and tapped it lightly: "But the flame here can't wait. Can you feel it? In the chest cavity, it will overflow with every breath, the flame of unwillingness and anger. Don't put it out If not, it will be burned to ashes.”

His tone was neither passionate nor turbulent at all, and he spoke calmly as if stating the facts.

It just happened to be like this, and everyone present felt that there was a bit more burning pain in their breathing, as if the unyielding fire in their hearts was burning, urging, and agitating.There is a more intense temperature under the chest than the blood.

"Do you still think you can wait?"

This time, no one said those cumbersome reasons, only slightly tense bodies and gradually firm eyes, they gritted their teeth, straightened their backs, and agreed to this gamble with a very low winning rate.

"Come as soon as you come, I've seen the group of third graders get upset a long time ago, and you can leave after winning once? It's a good idea!"

"However, with only two years of difference, how big can it be? What are you afraid of? If you lose, they will be ashamed. If you win, will you be honored?"

"This hatred must be avenged, let them see how powerful we are!"

The uneasiness in their hearts was hidden in the slightly vulgar words. The teenagers cheered each other up and geared up for a counterattack.

Not afraid of winning or losing, not afraid of difficulties, not asking about the ending, is the spirit of youth.

Doing it all over again, has he also been infected with such a youthful vigor?

Xing Dou was thinking about the plan he had made with the manager, and finally answered Yang Yu's question amidst the noisy background: "This is not my personal victory or defeat, nor is it a victory or defeat that I can lead alone. , everyone has to win it back together.”

Yang Yu's eyes widened, and he looked at him in disbelief.

Since getting to know Xing Dou, it seems that for the first time he has shown such a side that fits the feeling of a teenager.Not only did it take the initiative to call everyone together, actively put forward plans and suggestions, but it also encouraged everyone's fighting spirit, and the current words of team spirit are too different.

Passionate, unyielding, intense.

Contrary to the indifference and inhumanity that never gets close to people, it becomes lively and lively in an instant, like uncovering a thick layer of ice and snow to reveal an active volcano underneath.

Xia Yuan and the others also couldn't hide their surprise when they heard this. Only Wen Lun seemed to see something, and after a moment of astonishment, he returned to his smiling expression.

Xing Dou didn't care what they thought, after talking about the plan and confirming the time and place, he left the classroom to meet the manager and discuss the details of the next step.

"It turns out that he would also say such things... Xia Yuan adjusted his glasses, feeling a little emotional, "It seems that pressure and blows can indeed change a person. "

"I think he looks familiar like that. But I can't remember it." Anmasi commented, "What clue do you have?"

"I think he's good like that, but there's something wrong that I can't explain." Yang Yu rubbed his head, thinking hard.

Wen Lun said slowly at this moment: "Give me a hint, the rebel—Amster."

The three of them were startled at the same time, thinking about it.

"...So that's the case, did it come out of acting?" Yang Yu smiled wryly, "As expected of Xingdou, the imitation of the role is too good, there is no abnormality at all, and it blends well with his own state."

"No." Xia Yuan vetoed this answer, recalling Xing Dou's performance just now, "Only in the end he used that performance method. I don't think what he said before was fake."

"I also agree." Anmasi nodded, "You should not forget what he said at the beginning of the school. He cares more about what happened last time than we imagined."

Wen Lun raised his eyebrows: "It seems that there is still some discernment. No matter what you think, Xingdou has already taken the first step for us, and the rest is up to us. I don't intend to let him down again, and I hope you Figure out the situation and don't lose face."

Xia Yuan: "Heh, first go look in the mirror and see how you are doing?"

Anmasi: "...You don't seem to say that about our position."

"You don't need to say it." Yang Yu snorted coldly.

One A, enter the state of preparation for war.

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"Why should everyone win together?"

The agent also asked this question once.

At that time, Xingdou's answer was also similar: "Because I am not able to dominate the outcome, it needs everyone to work together."

This is the truth, but not the whole truth.

"Ding!"

The black-haired boy who went to the training room alone heard the long-lost reminder, and a big theme word jumped out on the virtual screen——

[New event: "Counterattack! The second battle that will never lose!" starts! ]

"Finally, are you here?" He murmured.

The emerald green eyes are reflected by the blue screen with strange and deep colors, like a cloud of chaotic thoughts.

Yes, if only he can't win.

If you want to set off huge waves and trigger hurricanes, you must first find those suitable butterflies—butterflies with sufficient status and strength.

The activities of the game are generated along with the plot, and correspondingly, when the plot develops to a key plot, activities will be generated.

It is not enough for a three-star character to be unwilling to win or lose. It must be more powerful and more emotions to gather will, guide new plots, and bring new activities.

Only when the event is started, players can give the character more improvements beyond the routine and accelerate the growth of the character.

So Yang Yu and the others are indispensable.

As I said at the beginning, this is not his battle alone, it is a revenge of the loser against the winner.

Revenge must be exhausted.