One-star idol counterattack plan

After that day, Xing Dou conducted a little investigation.

As shown on the card, Xiang Ming was a person with few flaws.

No matter which one of his performances are good enough, the basic skills are almost perfect.Even now that there are not so many people to train, Xiang Ming's stats can easily overwhelm a group of four-stars, especially those with poor foundation like Yang Yu.

Judging from Xing Dou's current stats, from a comprehensive point of view, it is also inferior to him.

So, how does he beat a guy who is, so to speak, perfect?

Of course, it is also possible to use some crooked ways, such as things other than the skills that idols must have, cooking, planting, weaving... Even he can deliberately make trouble, make the playing field dangerous, and interrupt Xiang Ming's game process. There are as many bad ideas as there are.

After all, the scope of the competition was not set at the beginning, and the specific content was still determined by Xingdou, so it was not difficult to come up with a way to cheat.

Can……

"I can't do that." Xing Dou looked at those messy materials and sighed.

He understands that this is a shortcut, and it is not too much to use some small tricks to defeat such a powerful enemy.

Regardless of the fact that he is not very good at cooking, just such a non-positive way of defeating him is too much for him to accept.

Using those heretics, even if you win, you can't prove anything.As an idol, the most valuable thing is your own ability.Xiang Ming, who also understood this point, would not be convinced if he lost in that way.

Xing Dou knows that what he wants to do is not a villain who steals and plays tricks, but a villain who makes people fear and tremble.

"But... it's not impossible." The black-haired boy carefully looked at the information belonging to Xiang Ming for a long while, and then his fingers crossed the balanced numbers one by one, and an idea came to his mind.

Two days later, Xiang Ming came to the venue of the competition as scheduled - a certain shooting classroom.

The shooting classroom is a place for students to make dance videos or performance videos. There is an AI that can shoot according to the settings to track the camera. After shooting, there is also a post-production function. After the production is completed, it can be transmitted to the virtual terminal of the students.Many teaching videos are also completed here.

When Xing Dou saw Xiang Ming with a cold face, he raised his eyebrows: "Student Xiang Ming is quite punctual."

"Heh, didn't you come here earlier?" Xiang Ming looked around the classroom and saw the two sets of clothes on the side, and he knew it.

"You're pretty gutsy, you didn't propose something inexplicable, and you didn't deliberately set up a place full of traps to frame you." The azure-haired boy walked slowly in front of the two clothes, "But this guts It won't change anything, it will only make your loss worse."

"You already know what to compare?" Xing Dou tilted his head as he watched him choose the white dress.

"I was able to compete here, and I even took out two sets of similar clothes..." Xiang Ming spit out the answer without thinking, "You want to fight against me black and white."

Black and white struggle is a characteristic competitive mode in the Idol Cultivation Academy. It refers to the simultaneous singing and dancing competition of two parties who choose the same dance music.

The two parties need to change into completely different colors, do movements in opposite directions to each other, and complete the dance music as if facing a mirror.So it is also called "mirror dance music".

After the completion, AI will post the video of the two singing and dancing to the school's internal website, and the teachers and students of the school will conduct a fair and just vote.

The side with the most votes at the end wins.

"Bingo!" Xing Dou was not surprised that he could guess, walked over and picked up the remaining black clothes, "Isn't Xiang Ming afraid that classmate Xiang Ming is so anxious to choose clothes?"

"I'm really in a hurry. I need to be in the same room with you." After Xiang Ming answered coldly, he pulled down the screen, put on his clothes, and stood at the shooting position, looking like he didn't want to say more .

Xing Dou understood that it was meaningless to say anything else at this time. After changing his clothes, he stood in another position and activated the shooting AI.

"Then, three two one, start!"

After the AI ​​pronounced the sentence, the dynamic and intense dance music and action bet on the huge virtual screen on the wall.

Black and white struggle generally only needs one piece of music, but it doesn't just do the same set of movements.

On the contrary, in order to achieve the purpose of testing, different kinds of dance moves will be projected randomly on the screen, sometimes it will be a fierce and fast dance, sometimes it will be a soothing and soft dance. Rhythm makes these movements.

If you fail to connect the movements smoothly, it also proves that the basic skills are insufficient and the practice is not in place.

People watching the video can easily spot these problems.

But this kind of problem doesn't seem to happen to Xiang Ming.

He sang to the rhythm freely, every step was stuck on the most appropriate beat, every movement was just right, and there was nothing redundant.

If Xia Yuan's previous dance was like a finely controlled machine, then Xiang Ming was like a system that ran smoothly, with an astonishingly high degree of completion, but also flexible, never making mistakes, and extremely efficient.

Perhaps in terms of precision, Xia Yuan is not as solid as Xiang Ming's basic skills.

Only after a thousand or ten thousand times of tempering, can there be such a clean flow that flows out without thinking.

It's no wonder that the three people before were aggrieved. No one would forget the confidence and strength that seemed to radiate like this.

When Xing Dou caught a glimpse of Xiang Ming while turning around, he was so emotional.

But he didn't know that Xiang Ming, who was acting calmly at the moment, also caused waves in his heart.

Before that, he really regarded this strange guy as a meaningless mosquito, chirping and an eyesore to the extreme.So he didn't even ask the person's name, and he didn't even bother to find out about him.

After all, in Xiang Ming's opinion, a person who can make such a shameless and provocative act will never be favored by the heavens, acquire excellent abilities, and it is impossible to be almost equal to him in such a competition.

Such smooth and handy movements are definitely not something mediocre people can do.

Obviously he was the one in the white clothes, but in his unintentional glance, it seemed that the person opposite him was the one shining brightly.

The black clothes did not cover up this person's brilliance at all, but made him look like he was covered in night, with a mysterious and graceful beauty all over his body.

Xiang Ming felt that he seemed to need to revise his values. Sometimes God would not open his eyes and give some people who would completely waste their talents the strength they shouldn't have.

what a pity.

He thought of this for a moment, but he didn't dare to think about it. It's a pity that he will never see this person again, or it's a pity for this talent.

Both of them are people who are not afraid of such a variety of dances. They are like two sides of a mirror, one on the left and the other on the right. They dance with precision and neatly, and sing songs with a steady breath.

The short 4 minutes ended with the slow disappearance of the song.

The moment the AI ​​announced "it's over", both of them panted slightly, with sweat dripping from their foreheads and backs.

Even with a lot of training, such an intense dance, coupled with the need to use the abdominal cavity to sing at the same time, is really not a small burden on the body.

After Xing Dou finished, he returned to his normal state one step at a time. He looked at the person who was more physically exhausted than him and still had to adjust his breathing, and laughed lightly: "The famous Xiang Ming, is that all?"

Those dark golden eyes stared over, but they were less angry, just dissatisfied: "Before you say that, think about how you have done."

The black-haired boy's face turned cold, and he changed his clothes on his own.

Although it was expected, Xing Dou might not be as good as him in all aspects.In the last part, when certain movements were connected, he was not as smooth as Xiang Ming, and his singing pitch did not reach the exact level.

But Xingdou didn't think he would lose.

After changing his clothes, he sat under the big screen and waited.

Xiang Ming also sat on the other side, watching the posted video, quietly waiting for the result.

In order to make a quick decision in this kind of competition, the voting time is generally limited to one hour.Black and white are on each side, and the number of votes is clearly placed under the video.

Students and teachers who are interested can choose to vote, and those who are not interested will not affect the final result.

In the first 10 minutes, the playback volume increased slowly.

The voting was also scattered, and the two each had a few votes, and the votes were quickly tied.

Xing Dou was expressionless, not surprised.Xiang Ming also knew that it was normal not to see the difference at first, so he was not nervous either.

At 10 minutes, the playback volume of the video has increased significantly.The votes of the two chased each other, and they were even for a moment, and then the white Fang represented by Xiang Ming jumped up a bit, surpassing the black.

"The winner has been decided." Xiang Ming said coldly, "You lost."

The difference in strength between them can be seen almost in the middle and late stages. This guy has indeed done a good job, but he is still not as good as him. Those small differences and differences are the key to victory.

The black-haired boy didn't lift his head, and concentrated on looking at his virtual screen, as if he was watching the teaching: "It's not time yet, and it's not good to be too arbitrary. Or do you want to admit defeat directly?"

Xiang Ming didn't want to continue this boring competition anymore, but he also didn't want to act like he was defeated without a fight, so he suppressed his anger and waited for a while.

"The current number of votes is nothing to look forward to." Xiang Ming glanced at his slowly increasing number of votes, and then caught a glimpse of the black bar that seemed to be stagnant on the opposite side, and he was decisive.

"I hope you keep your promise and don't appear in front of me again. If you dare to say those incomprehensible words again, I'm afraid it won't be me waiting for you next time." It was a cold and threatening tone.

"I'm curious whether you care about your family background or not."

Xing Dou said casually, as if he didn't pay attention to the suddenly darkened face of the person opposite: "After all, what you show is always related to what your family is like. Even if I don't say it, it will always be Someone would think so."

"Just do what you said, the rest is none of your business!" Xiang Ming raised his voice with anger.

Xing Dou finally raised his head, looked at him for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Keep your promise? It's true, and I hope you can do it too."

"What...?" The azure-haired boy wanted to get angry, but he turned his head to look at him.

He was stunned.

I don't know when, the slow-moving black has surpassed the white, and is still moving towards a higher place.

The provocative voice of the person next to him became even harsher: "Student Xiang Ming shouldn't be the one who breaks the contract at will, right?"

It was 4 minutes, Xing Dou had more votes than Xiang Ming.

"Why?" Xiang Ming couldn't help muttering.

It was a bit difficult for him to understand how the dominant self could lose, and how the obviously better self could lose.

But he didn't feel that this was the end, and before Xing Dou could say anything, he stared at him: "Don't be too complacent, it's still a draw!"

Xing Dou shrugged: "Then I can look forward to it." He actually returned the previous words.

Grinding his teeth in anger, Xiang Ming looked at the number of votes, doubts piled up in his heart, and he also looked forward to his own number of votes to overtake again.

But the miracle did not happen again.

In the last few minutes, white was still left behind by black, with a distance visible to the naked eye.

The moment the voting ended, the huge "Black Victory" hurt Xiang Ming's eyes.

He didn't want to turn around and face the man's arrogant face, he was afraid that he would have an impulse to punch that ugly face.

But the other person naturally wouldn't let him do what he wanted.

His bony fingers rested on his shoulders, and his warm breath lingered in his ears, just like when making a bet, the man's gentle voice seemed to pierce his heart: "Come and listen, puppy? "