One-star idol counterattack plan

At the end of the performance, everyone was silent.

It wasn't until the simulation screen stopped operating, the projected scenery quickly disintegrated and disappeared, and the two people standing in the scene area resumed their normal attire, that some voices gradually started to sound.

"I didn't expect it to be like this..." Yang Yu looked at the two people who were standing in front of everyone again, and couldn't help muttering, a dazed expression appeared on the face carefully drawn by God.

Even Anmasi, who is always calm, said: "It is indeed a very unexpected performance."

Xia Yuan, who was sitting behind them, didn't speak, but pursed his lips tightly, couldn't help but adjust his glasses, moved his fingertips lightly, and recorded something on the virtual screen.

"Clap"

The teacher with dark brown hair applauded first, and then the students below seemed to be belatedly, and the waves of applause slowly surged.

Facing such a scene, the pink-haired boy smiled peacefully and accepted it calmly, but his attention was still on the black-haired boy who was at the side.

The stared Xing Dou's complexion was not good, he lowered his eyes slightly, refusing to meet anyone's gaze, and his lips curved flatly.

Wen Lun noticed this and wanted to say something to him, but just as he raised his hand, he caught a glimpse of those emerald green eyes that were empty and had never been put in by anyone.

When they met for the first time, they obviously looked at him carefully.

After hesitating for a while, Wen Lun slowly put down his hand, lowered his head, and stopped looking.

Feng Xuesong coughed twice, stopped the applause that was getting louder, and waited until the classroom became quiet again before turning around and preparing to make some comments.

Then at a glance, the two students exuded a subtle aura.

He wondered if he had said something to blame just now, or that they didn't like to applaud, why did they become so weird after a while.

But as a teacher, these things may need to be discussed separately after class.

Now I have to finish this lesson well.

Feng Xuesong suppressed the miscellaneous thoughts, and turned his attention to Xing Dou first: "This time the script does not limit his performance. The god played by Xing Dou shows the indifference and indifference of a god. As a newcomer, he is generally qualified. But It is also because the coldness in the front part is too deep, which will lead to a slightly rigid role change in the latter part. Although there will be ups and downs in the plot if there is a contrast, the premise is that there is a foreshadowing."

"How to deal with the mood and performance when the character's personality changes, we need to think more. We will further explain the details of the action in future courses."

"Thank you teacher for your guidance." Xing Dou responded in a low voice, silently clenching his fists.

Putting the student's question aside for the time being, Feng Xuesong looked at Wen Lun.

The young man who always had a smile on his face removed his smile at this moment, looking a little cold.

But it doesn't interfere with his evaluation: "Compared to your performance when you entered school, it seems that there are some flaws in your handling of emotions this time."

"Probably because there are too many people." Wen Lun rolled his eyes, "I'm a little nervous."

Feng Xuesong was noncommittal, but continued: "Your interpretation of the young Zhong Quan seems to focus on expressing curiosity and attachment to the gods, but the performance after adulthood has not completely suppressed these feelings, making the calm side of the character weak. gone."

"However, the designed lines and ending are in line with the logic of your performance, which is commendable. But this time, you added too many personal traces to the performance, and it seems that it does not match the original role. This is your biggest problem."

Faced with such a harsh evaluation, the pink-haired boy was not in a hurry, and even laughed: "That's why we can smoothly lead to this ending, instead of the original ending where Zhong Quan left after the god was killed, isn't it?"

The man with dark brown hair replied calmly: "That's why I gave you applause."

Under the puzzled eyes of others, he explained: "After all, this story is not 'illogical'. The young Zhong Quan's feelings for the gods have never disappeared, so there is a different ending. This class is not a requirement. You copy other people's performances, but your own understanding."

"You have shown your own understanding." Feng Xuesong nodded to the two, and then turned down, "They have set a good example, and you should also understand that in this class, the important thing is not to imitate blindly, but to have My own opinion."

The students in the audience were thoughtful, and some of them were busy making changes on the virtual screen.

Seeing the suddenly cheerful expressions of many people, Feng Xuesong understood that the meaning of demonstration had been achieved, so he didn't need to keep these two people, so he waved his hand and let them go down on their own.

Xing Dou only said that sentence, then ignored Wen Lun who left with him, and returned to his seat in silence all the way.

Wen Lun also suppressed his smile, and did not deliberately approach him, keeping a safe distance.

Yang Yu watched them come back one after the other, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but because of the relationship, it was difficult to ask, and he was a little entangled.

At this time, Feng Xuesong had already started to select other students to perform. Unfortunately, Yang Yu was drawn away.

After the sad-faced blond boy left, he lost the first place to observe Xing Dou.

So An Masi, who was sitting next to Yang Yu, got this opportunity, but he didn't notice anything wrong with his not delicate personality. He just thought that the cold-faced Xingdou was also watching everyone's performance seriously, and didn't think deeply.

He is also not like Yang Yu, who can show interest without hesitation. After being rejected once, his arrogance and face prevent him from looking openly and frankly at the person who rejected him.

More attention is placed on the performance on stage.

That's why I missed the black-haired boy's tightly clenched hands and the momentary eyes that were filled with moisture.

Xing Dou watched the new round of performances on stage, but his own stage was reflected in his heart.

As a true performer, he knew better than anyone what was going on.

He and Wen Lun had different understandings of the plot.

In other words, from the very beginning, the direction of understanding between the two was different.

In Xing Dou's understanding of the plot, this is a complete conspiracy, for the young Zhong Quan who gained strength and the god who lost his life because of his arrogance.

In Xingdou's script, the two of them don't have that kind of affection, and there is no superfluous relationship. It's just that their interests and interests are intertwined and become such a drama.

In the original story, the young Zhong Quan didn't treat the gods too earnestly, nor did he express such love. He just shed tears of compassion when he saw the moon in the sky after killing the gods.

Xing Dou regards this passage as a premonition of the sorrow of the rabbit dying and the fox, after all, Zhong Quan will experience similar things later on.

So he acted according to his own understanding, creating an overly indifferent god.

Giving gifts is also as casual as teasing pets.

In the first half, everything was staged according to Xingdou's understanding, showing the ignorant teenager and the god on a whim.

The second half should have continued like this, and it ended up being a merciless assassination.

But Wen Lun changed the ending.

From the time he used gems to weaken the gods, but his eyes were sad, everything began to change quietly.

At that time, Xing Dou hadn't figured out the reason for this appearance, so he could only forcefully continue acting. It wasn't until the pink-haired boy said that he loved the gods that he realized that something had changed.

Zhong Quan, who was originally ruthless and ungrateful, became the implementer of God's wishes.

From a mastermind behind the scenes to a pawn being manipulated.

But so far, Xing Dou still has the possibility to reverse the plot, he only needs to sneer or make other actions to make things develop according to his original idea.

...If he hadn't been brought into the play by Wen Lun.

At that time, "Zhong Quan" looked at the gods, and all the unspoken and unexpressed emotions slowly flowed in those eyes.

Pain, hesitation, resolution and joy.

Love, grief, reluctance, relief.

At that moment, he was bewitched by those eyes, as if he really became the god being watched by the boy.

The god who obviously didn't understand anything, but vaguely realized that he couldn't make the boy sad.

Under that terrible acting, Xing Dou's script was reversed.

He involuntarily complied with the ending set by Wen Lun, and gave a completely different answer.

Feng Xuesong said that his transformation was a little abrupt, but Xingdou knew very well that it was because he didn't intend to change from the beginning.

"That's the difference between me and him."

"When the two sides have different understandings, only those with better acting skills and appeal can gain the leadership."

"This time, I lost."

Xing Dou admitted his defeat, but it was also the first time he felt how terrifying the so-called talent was at such a close distance.

He thought he had almost no resistance, and was defeated by such an exquisite performance. Even his original script was broken, and his subconscious was drawn away.

Before that, he might still feel that relying on a little insight from the past, he could at least catch up with them a little bit.

But Wen Lun's scene made him understand that he was still too naive.

Just like the mood when I saw Yang Yu on the stage at the moment.

It was a clumsy performance, but one could see the bright spots and prospects.

These five stars are all rough stones that have not been polished yet, but the dusty shell has gradually faded away.

How does it feel to pick up a stone at random and turn it into a gem after rubbing it carefully?

Marvel at its beauty and envy its brilliance.

And...realize from the bottom of my heart, my own simplicity.

Why is it able to emit light so naturally?

Why can it be so peacefully dazzling?

Why is it so easy to attract attention?

At that moment, I suddenly realized that I am the most ordinary mediocre person in the world who is puzzled by these things that are taken for granted by others.

The daily life of a genius is an accident that can only be touched by ordinary people after a long time.

If you don't agree with your own ordinaryness, it may be difficult to move forward.

He still has a lot of things to do.

Before that, let him be sad for a while.

The black-haired boy blinked, sniffed, suppressed the heat in his eyes, clicked on the virtual screen, and started to re-plan.

After the class ended, Xing Dou left quickly.

Soon, Yang Yu still didn't get the chance to speak again, so he could only pack up his things in frustration and prepare to leave.

But when he turned around, he realized that the pink-haired guy didn't chase Xing Dou away, but wrote something slowly instead.

"Did you do anything?"

Yang Yu immediately connected Xing Dou's anomaly at the end of the show with him, walked over unhappily, and asked in a low voice.

For uncertain things, he would not speak out loudly, so he just maintained a suspicious attitude and did not directly question.

"What do you mean?" Wen Lun asked casually while staring intently at the screen.

"...Did you do something to Xingdou?" The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy lowered his voice, perhaps because of Wen Lun's calm attitude, he suddenly lost the fear of being threatened before, and his eyes were full of disbelief, " He looked kind of weird."

"Student Xing Dou doesn't seem to be familiar with you, so it's not your turn to ask me that." Wen Lun tilted his head slightly, giving a half-smile expression, "Besides, I didn't do anything special. "

Yang Yu stared at him for a while, making sure he couldn't get any useful information, and then pursed his lips: "It's best to be like this."

After finishing speaking, he said goodbye to Anmasi, and went to see Gong Guangxi who had invited him to drink tea alone.Of course, he didn't forget Xia Yuan who stared at his joke before leaving.

Wen Lun didn't look at them again, and waited for everyone else to leave, still collecting information by himself.

Time passed slowly, and the pink-haired boy put together the information he had collected, performed derivations and calculations, and finally stared at a certain sentence for a long time before chuckling: "That's really nothing special."

It's just that he tried his best to make Xing Dou feel frustrated.

Xing Dou must feel that he has become a stone blocking the road, the annoying kind that has to be moved.

He didn't want to leave that impression either.

But if you don't do this, Xing Dou won't look at him.

He who gazes at the empty sky and seeks higher places will see him no more.

Maybe that was meant to be.

But at least for now, he wants to leave a little trace of his existence.