One-star idol counterattack plan

Anmasi's appearance is very intimidating, and the shock of his dance at the beginning of school still left an impression on everyone, so his words got everyone's approval smoothly.

I was also surprised by the sudden game events before, but after thinking about it a little, I can understand what the important issue is now.

"First of all, we have to determine everyone's current level, and then carry out special training." Anmasi looked around at the students and explained briefly, "If you can't make use of your strengths and avoid weaknesses, it will be difficult to win this game."

Xing Dou understands that this is euphemistically saying that their levels are uneven, and they must use tactics to win.

"Then how do we perform at the level?" Someone answered in confusion.

Xing Dou glanced at him, and for a moment suspected that this person was recruited by Anmarsi, who specially shaped him to be a leader so that he could give orders.

But he knew that this should only be a necessary process of the plot.

"I suggest that everyone try this dance now." Anmasi replied simply, "If you can sing and dance well, you can prove your strength, and you will naturally have more choices."

The implication is that if you don't have the strength, just wait to be arranged.

There are not many stupid people who can come to this place. The students in Class A basically understand the "the weak eat the strong" behind this sentence, and they acquiesced to this rule without saying anything.

So under the guidance of a certain tacit understanding and the mentality of seeking self-protection, Class A started the strength test.

Students stand on the stage for performance in turn, just like the first test, to show their strength.

This is a dance that is much more difficult than the one at the beginning of school, with complicated movements and high requirements for coherence.

If it is not in place, the handsomeness and arrogance of the dance itself will be reduced by half, and the effect of the perspective will be greatly reduced.What's more serious, not only does it not look like a dance, but it looks like a radio exercise with dancing hands and feet.

The difficulty of the song is slightly lower than that of the dance, but overall, it is not easy to sing.There are a few high-pitched clips that are easy to drift, and low-pitched clips that are difficult to grasp. The Rap in the middle also requires a certain level of skill. If the connection is not good, it will appear chaotic.

Xing Dou watched their performance quietly, and he was sure that everyone had made a lot of progress during this time.

Compared with before, it is obvious that everyone's dance has improved this time, and most of them can do well. Although there are still some small details that need to be adjusted, it is not particularly bad.

It's just that singing seems to be very talented sometimes. Many people dance well, but they sing short of breath.

Anmasi obviously didn't expect that what stopped them was not the more difficult dance, but the relatively simple song.Knocking on the table with one hand, resting on his forehead with the other, frowning, looking in a bad mood.

Yang Yu, who had always been by the side, ran a little further away and did not approach.

Xia Yuan was still there, holding up his glasses to record something seriously.In Yang Yu's words, it's like a dog's head military division.

At this time, Xing Dou really wanted to sigh with emotion, although as a leader he has the power to give orders, but at the same time there are so many things to worry about that are really tiresome.If he were to face these classmates, his face would be so cold that his face would freeze.

"Xing Dou, what do you think?" A voice suddenly came from the side, reminding him that there is indeed a guy in the seat here.

"...What are you thinking?" Not understanding what Wen Lun was asking, Xing Dou glanced at this mysterious person who was sometimes confusing, and spoke in a cold voice.

At this glance, Wen Lun raised the corners of his lips, showing a slightly shy smile: "That is, if you want to be the leader here, I can help you."

Hearing this, Xing Dou sat up straight and looked calmly: "Why do you think so?"

He couldn't remember when he showed his desire to be a leader, and he didn't think there was anything to be done. Why did Wen Lun suddenly say this?

Did he want to provoke him to fight Anmasi and gain something from it?

Thinking of this, the dark-haired boy's eyes suddenly became suspicious.

Wen Lun saw the suspicion, and calmly said, "I don't mean to gain anything from it. If I have to say it, I just think you are very suitable."

It is very suitable to be such a shining and admired role, just like at that time he felt that it was really suitable for Xingdou to be a god.

"Oh?" Xing Dou didn't answer directly whether he would like it or not, but just asked, "Then how do you want to help me? What can you do?"

How powerful this guy is, and what kind of strategies he has, if he can know, it can be regarded as supplementary information.

"Actually, I can't do anything." The pink-haired boy smiled, curling his black eyes, and seemed to be speaking very ordinary words, "But generally speaking, if you want to create a new group, you have to destroy the old one first. drop, right?"

Inexplicably, Xing Dou faintly smelled cruelty from these extremely calm words.

He fixedly stared at the person who threatened to destroy the current temporary group for a few seconds, and quickly looked away.

"No need." He vetoed the proposal, closed the connection between the table and the terminal, and stood up, "I don't need that position."

"And, what I want, I will bring it myself."

The black-haired boy turned his head sideways, his deep emerald eyes gleamed with tiny rays of light like the swaying surface of a lake.

"It's not enough to ask a pet cat to help."

After speaking, he went straight to the front, ready to perform.

Wen Lun watched him leave, the smile on his face gradually faded, and finally his face remained expressionless.

Underneath where no one was looking, the white hands had already been clenched tightly, and the veins were slightly visible.

"why……"

The voice of the second half of the sentence was too low and was blown away by the wind. No one knew except the person concerned.

Xing Dou came to the front, making sure that there were about two more to come to him, so he didn't look too much, just turned around and walked towards Anmasi who was sitting on the other side of the podium for the convenience of seeing the difference in strength.

"In this competition, there is no doubt that we will do whatever it takes to win, right?"

Hearing this lonesome person suddenly throw a sentence, Anmasi was still a little dazed, but nodded quickly: "That's right. Teacher Gong won't want to see any ranking that is not number one."

He looked Xing Dou up and down, probably because he always heard news of rejection from Yang Yu, and at this time he felt a little flattered inappropriately.

"Okay, then we need to choose position C (centre position) to increase the chips, is that right?" Xing Dou was not surprised by this answer, nodded, and proposed another matter.

"That's how it was originally planned." This was Xia Yuan's answer, and he was also curious about what Xing Dou wanted to do when he came here.

But starting from this topic, no matter how you think about it, there is only one possibility - Xingdou is here to compete for the C position and gain the dominance.

Anmasi obviously thought so too, he raised his eyebrows: "Why, what good method does Xing Dou have?"

"En." Xing Dou responded again, just opened his mouth, before he had time to say anything, he heard his serial number.

"I'll talk about it later when I come back." He said something to the two of them, and went to the stage first.

An Masi and Xia Yuan looked at each other, and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

"If he can do it, it's okay to let him come." Anmasi watched Xingdou stand upright, straightened his back unconsciously, and put down the hands supporting his face.

"After all, there are not many suitable people here." Xia Yuan also looked there, his eyes welling up for a moment, "Instead of letting someone who is not popular stand in an inappropriate position, it is better to give someone who is more likely to win .”

The people on the stage seemed to be standing lazily, but the moment the dance sounded, they were like the shadow of a leaping snake, quickly and precisely biting the dead spot, grabbing their eyes firmly, and couldn't, didn't want, or dared to move away for a moment.

In his hands, the complicated and difficult dance is like a straightened ball of wool, flowing and flowing.

The attractive sense of power, the smoothness of doing it casually, and the elegant and clean aesthetics are all combined in this person.

This time, there is no butterfly flapping its wings lightly and powerfully on the stage, but a black leopard with a fatal blow appears, using almost deadly quiet violence to lure its prey closer.

The songs accompanying the dance play a proper role in enhancing the color. The gorgeous syllables are natural and smooth, the high pitch is like a long swan song, and the low pitch is like the whisper of a piano. Everything seems to be harmonious and perfect.

Except for the slightly flawed rap in the middle, no one in the audience can say that this performance is not good.

At the end, the scene was silent for a few seconds, and then a rustling discussion slowly emerged.

There is no way, now everyone understands that this is not a good person to get close to, even if they have any thoughts, they will not say it in person, they can only chat in private.

Xing Dou seemed completely unaware of the slightly hot gaze around him, panted for a while, took a calm breath, and then came down.

Seeing the route of the black-haired boy coming this way, Anmasi asked in a low voice: "Although I am very unwilling, letting him come should ensure our victory. What do you think?"

He recalled his own performance, and he didn't think he could completely overwhelm this scene.Instead of forcing the position of C but being bleak, it is better to give it to the right person from the beginning.

But in the bottom of his heart, he would still wonder what did this guy eat to grow up, and why he was so strong.

"When that rap came out, I thought I was listening to some layman's show, it was so bad." Xia Yuan wrote something on the virtual screen, and paused, "But in this situation, I still don't Willing to look away."

It's an exaggeration, but it's the default meaning.

So when Xing Dou stood in front of them again, two eyes looking at something rare brushed him carefully, making him almost suspect that there was something strange like a spider on his body.

"What a strange guy." After a long while, Anmasi uttered a puzzled sentence, "If he had a better temper..."

"Cough." Xia Yuan coughed suddenly.

The white-haired, dark-skinned boy immediately corrected his expression, and said to Xingdou seriously: "We already understand what you want to do. Indeed, as you said, in order to win, we need more bargaining chips. Welcome, student Xingdou."

welcome?

Xing Dou looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, thought of his purpose, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand, and lightly shook it at the fingertips.

"So, you agree with my proposal?" Looking at the calm expressions of the two of them, he thought to himself that it was so simple?

"Yeah." Anmarth nodded, "Do you want to reiterate?"

Xing Dou was noncommittal, turned around, looked around, then stretched out his hand, pointing at that person: "Then I hereby propose that he be the C position."

"Huh?" The blond-haired blue-eyed boy who was pointed at opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously pointed at himself.