One-star idol counterattack plan

The venue for this performance is located outside the school, so I took the special car of the college to go there in the morning.

The official game starts at [-]:[-] pm, and the morning is mainly to get familiar with the field, check the equipment and decide the order of the game.

Familiarity with the venue is not a mandatory requirement, so there is no set time to arrive, and the four classes participating in the competition can freely choose their departure time.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, when Xing Dou and the others got into the car and set off, they drove out a car of the same model from the other side of the gate at the same time, looking at the driving direction, they were still on the same road as them.

The privacy protection glass makes it difficult to see the people sitting in the car, but the students in Class A have already begun to discuss excitedly which class is in the opposite car.I don't know if the curiosity about the opponent overwhelmed the heaviness of the upcoming game, or they were all trying to ease the tense atmosphere. Most people tried their best to talk, exaggerated expressions, and showed an active state.

Yang Yu chatted with Anmasi in the front row, Anmasi often answered a few words, and Xia Yuan on the other side watched the virtual screen with earplugs.

Wen Lun was severely motion sick. He had already taken medicine and lay dead in the vacated back row.

Everyone seems to be going to a happy party, rather than a battlefield that is so heavy that they will be eliminated at any time.

Presumably the car on the opposite side would not have such a lively scene full of people.

Xing Dou sat alone in the back corner by the window, propping his chin with one hand, listening to the noise around him, vainly looking at the passing scenery outside the window, but remembered the blurred dream.

The venue that can accommodate 4000 people is neither too small nor too big in this era.

But even so, when the audience is empty, the world seems to become smaller and narrower. I dare not look down and think about why.

Many unspeakable answers need to be buried in dreams at midnight.

Occasionally, he would also feel curious, what kind of power is supporting the lonely ghost?

Now he can't tell what he was thinking at that time, maybe it was unwillingness, maybe it was ambition, maybe...

"Beep-"

Xing Dou was distracted by the reminder that he had arrived, and when he looked up, the silver-white venue, which looked like a huge whale, gleamed slightly dazzlingly in the sun, and Gong Guangxi, who arrived first, waved to them from below.

The students who had been noisy all the way calmed down when they saw the teacher, opened the car door, and got down one by one.

Xing Dou was also about to get out of the car, passing by a pink-haired boy with his eyes closed and dizzy, he opened the car door, called "get off the car" coldly, and left.

The pink-haired boy who covered his eyes with his hands didn't move at all, and seemed to have no reaction. After a while, he slowly raised the corners of his lips and said to himself, "So it's him."

When Class A got off the bus, another car that was traveling along the way also stopped steadily. After a slight opening sound, the mysterious companion finally appeared.

This is a class of 19 people.When getting out of the car, it seems to be in a certain order, quiet and rigorous.Similar to their previous curiosity, after this group of teenagers came down one after another, they also silently observed the people in Class A.

After Xing Dou got off the car, he immediately felt the presence of a strong gaze projected on him.

He looked over according to his feeling, and met a pair of dark golden eyes with deep fighting intent.

So the black-haired boy raised his eyebrows slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, smiled, and raised his hand: "Yo, isn't this... classmate Xiang Ming?"

Xiang Ming had reason to suspect that the suspicious pause was because he forgot his name, or wanted to say something like Wang Jiang.

With such a guess, the familiar anger came up.

He sneered at the unknown guy: "What a coincidence, I thought we would see each other on the stage."

According to Xing Dou's daily behavior pattern, at this time, he should put on a mocking face and say something wicked to make Xiang Minggen angry.

It's a pity that Gong Guangxi is here today.

Since ancient times, all students who are eager to learn will behave well in front of the teacher, at least they must have the appearance of a student.

So Xing Dou just smiled politely at Xiang Ming, did nothing, and returned to the class obediently.

Looking at the seemingly indifferent reaction, Xiang Ming felt that his fist had hit the cotton, making him extremely weak and uncomfortable.

"Today's stage... must win!" He clenched his fists and his voice was low, like some kind of oath.

The other students in class b felt that their seat c was in a bad mood today, and they didn't dare to approach him.

Wen Lun, who got out of the car later, saw clearly the unusual communication between the two.For some reason, he can't see Xing Dou all the time. For this strange guy who suddenly appeared and was very hostile, his first reaction was whether to help Xing Dou get rid of him.

But after a little thought, one can understand that this method is not suitable, at least one needs to figure out what this person means to Xing Dou.

"Xing Dou, did you know that person just now?" Wen Lun leaned over with pure curiosity on his face, "He seems to be scolding you."

Of course he didn't hear the man muttering anything, but just looking at the angry expression, it didn't seem like he was saying something nice, and it didn't hinder the attitude used to test out Xingdou.

However, what made him feel much better was that after hearing this, the black-haired boy was not at all surprised, and calmly replied: "Xiang Ming from Class B will take the position of C in the first round. It doesn't matter what you say, you will lose in the end." at my feet."

"That's right." Wen Lun smiled.

Xiang Ming's threat was directly crossed out, and Xing Dou obviously didn't have a very positive impression of him, so it wasn't worth mentioning.

After entering the venue, the high dome is very wide, the lamps hidden in the shadows are lightly exposed, and the dark seats are arranged in rows, waiting for the arrival of the audience.

The stage at the front is the most conspicuous. The huge black stage is covered with a large curtain in an antique style. At first glance, it looks ordinary, but once the projection and imaging machines hidden in the corners are turned on, it will be instantly Here becomes a fantasy space that can be controlled by any style.

Even without talking about the magic after the change, the shock and excitement brought by the vast space is enough to make this group of idol reserve players excited when they see this kind of stage for the first time.

"There's an unbearably excited atmosphere here." Yang Yu looked left and right, his eyes flickering.

"Indeed." Anmasi nodded, looking carefully at the big black stage.

Xia Yuan seemed calm, he was familiar with this kind of scene, excluding the movement of constantly pushing his glasses.

The others couldn't help but feel agitated, chirping and agitating like chicks seeing the sky for the first time.

Gong Guangxi rarely reprimanded them directly, but just looked at the group of students with a smile, recalling the first time he saw a similar stage a long time ago.It's just that he swept his eyebrows and found a strange one among the students who were more or less excited.

The black-haired and green-eyed boy looked at the stage quietly, with a calm expression, as if there was something separating him from others, so everything was lonely and cold.

"Xing Dou, are you unhappy?" A slight force came from behind, and the gentle teacher seemed innocent and kind, "Why do you have to show a sad expression, we haven't lost yet."

Xing Dou subconsciously wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand to confirm that there were no water marks, and then calmly replied: "You are wrong, my expression has not changed."

Gong Guangxi sighed, "So I was wrong." He didn't continue to explore, but still had a smiling face.I was just thinking about what to do after the game was over.

After a brief look at the stage, Gong Guangxi entrusted them to Feng Xuesong: "You follow Teacher Feng to the lounge, where I will draw lots with other class guides to determine your order of competition. My luck has always been good, so don't worry."

The brown-haired and brown-eyed teacher nodded, and warned solemnly: "Don't mess around outside the school. Except for the stage, everything must be done according to our requirements."

Then he led the nodding students to the waiting room, which was also the pre-match preparation room.

Afterwards, he talked to Anmasi a few words, accepted their stage design, and prepared to hand it over to the backstage staff to try to rehearse and see the effect.

It's all normal up to here, the only puzzling thing is that before leaving, Feng Xuesong looked at Wen Lun deliberately, and told him a puzzled sentence: "You should do your best on the stage, but don't force it, your talent is more than that."

The pink-haired boy responded obediently.

Xing Dou recalled the first advanced acting class, and vaguely realized that Wen Lun's growth path might have a lot to do with Feng Xuesong.

But this is not what he wants to consider in depth for the time being, what is more important is the game.

Xingdou turned on the virtual screen, turned on the invisible player next to his ears, and looked at their rehearsal stage again, sinking his mind.

Others also seemed to feel the faint tension flowing in the air, kept quiet, and adjusted their mentality alone.Yang Yu, who was always bluffing, didn't say a word, and watched the dance moves repeatedly, trying to reduce the error rate.Wen Lun was also looking at the virtual screen, his smiling face looked a little heartless.

Xia Yuan did not know where to take out a book to read.Anmasi closed his eyes, listened to the rhythm and silently tapped his fingertips on his knees.

Soon, Gong Guangxi sent a message to inform them of the result of the lottery - the first place in class b, the second place in class c, the third place in class a, and the finale in class d.

There is also a text message attached - although it is not the opening, nor is it the finale, it is after the fatigue-prone midfield, but I am optimistic about you, teacher!

... This person is really lying when he says that he is lucky!

The students of Class A complained about this in the group, breaking the atmosphere that had been dead until just now.

The more pleasant the atmosphere, the faster the time will pass. After completing the stage inspection, having a simple lunch, changing clothes, and finishing the makeup, all that remains is to wait for the stage.

On the projection they used to watch the situation in the arena, it clearly showed the [-] spectators who filled up one after another and the temporary host who appeared on the stage.

The host is also a senior in the industry who was once in the limelight. He has extremely professional field control ability. He can easily control the stage of this level. The curtain opened.

"... Next, we will go to the ancient times together to experience the wild and enthusiastic jungle rules!"

After the voice fell, the lights suddenly turned off, and the host slowly left from the dark place.

When the lights were turned on again, tall trees with luxuriant foliage and shadows covering most of the stage occupied most of the stage, with horny branches and dragon claws, green vines hanging down, dwarf mushrooms scattered scattered on dead trees, small insects and wild beasts. The distant roar gradually rose.

On the ground covered with dead leaves, a group of beasts waited for an opportunity to move quietly, except for their bloodthirsty eyes, staring at all the prey in the audience.

After the calm and melodious forest ditty, the sound of Xi Suo came out.

"Ow!!"

After the roar of the wild beast that exploded suddenly, the intense and powerful tone continued upwards, like an explosion in a seemingly peaceful forest, startling the flying birds, which made people's hearts rise and they sweated.

The lurking beast jumped up following the high-spirited voice, bowed its waist, stepped on its feet, raised its arms and swung them.

The performer, dressed in animal costumes, has pointed ears on the top of his head to listen to any wind blowing the grass, and the tail behind him is raised to maintain absolute balance at all times.

The most important thing is the extremely sharp and sharp eyes.

The leading boy is full of wild charm, the torn white-spotted half-sleeves cannot hide his powerful arms and beautiful muscle curves, and the worn-out black pants show a vigorous figure in every movement.

The dark golden eyes are like the proud king of the jungle, plundering everything mercilessly and coldly.

"We are beasts that will never be tamed and are absolutely free. If we want to win, we will bet on our lives!"

Every movement and look is a fatal capture, and the sense of power in fighting is reflected to the extreme. The cruel jungle is full of life-and-death struggles.

All the wild beasts bared their teeth to threaten the foreign enemy, and stared at their own side, looking for a moment's mistakes and weaknesses for the qualification of survival.

"Culling, biting, fighting, cheating, betrayal, the only way to win in the jungle is to survive!"

They express the way of survival of wild beasts in this way, which is also the cruelest and most common law of the jungle.