One-star idol counterattack plan

The performers on the stage performed with all their strength, and the audience in the audience was also infected by the enthusiasm, waving the light sticks excitedly and cheering.

But in the lounge dedicated to the teachers, they seem to be facing an answer sheet handed in by the students, reviewing it with good eyesight, and giving extremely accurate and vicious evaluations.

"The strengths of the students in Class B are relatively balanced in all aspects, but the uneven level among students is a hindrance." A teacher said while watching.

The other teacher nodded: "That's right. The C in class B, I remember, is called Xiang Ming. That kid's strength is nothing to fault, his eyes are in place, and his movements and singing are also very individual."

"It's just that the rest of the people don't seem to be able to keep up with his rhythm." Gong Guangxi turned his pen and glanced at the other people who were driven by Xiang Ming, who was on the stage with an accelerated rhythm. "Too adapted to the characteristics of the stage, no one cooperates." Well, it could easily become a one-man show."

Feng Xuesong also added: "It is now."

As they said, on the stage of the Law of the Jungle, although everyone is working hard to perform, the gap in strength obviously cannot be made up in a short time.As the C position and the strongest, Xiang Ming attracted the most attention.

If Xing Dou pays attention to the forum at this moment, he will find that the players have already opened hundreds of discussion posts about Xiang Ming's performance, while other people's related posts are very few, being submerged in a sea of ​​Xiang Ming's posts.

But he doesn't have to watch it, he can probably guess what will happen next just by watching the stage.

There is no doubt that after this battle, Xiang Ming, as the C position that will never be mistaken, will definitely get the attention and love of more players, and his popularity will gradually rise.

But these slightly discordant stages will not pose a threat to them.

"Wow, their dance is so cool." Yang Yu's eyes were shining, and he was extremely focused. "The jungle preys on the weak, it sounds very emotional."

"If we also implement this rule, I'm afraid you will be the first to be voted out at the beginning of school." Xia Yuan stabbed.

"A guy with a poisonous tongue like you will be the first to be thrown out!" The blond boy retorted.

His eyes moved to the quiet Xing Dou, and he exclaimed, "Huh? Xing Dou, why did your cloak get shorter?"

As he said, the original long cloak that covered the whole body was changed to a lighter and shorter one, which just covered the chest, completely exposing the waist and forearms, not to mention the pants and boots.

"The previous set was too much of a hindrance." The black-haired boy gave a brief answer, and continued to observe the stage, ignoring Wen Lun who was taking pictures in the open and aboveboard.

Wearing a black cloak on the stage will not mention the eye-catching effect, and it will become troublesome to do some dance moves, and it may disturb other people.After listening to his needs, the costume design professionals reluctantly changed the traditional robe design and turned it into a part similar to an ornament.

"It's a bit like the cloak of Little Red Riding Hood I've seen before... Oh no, it's Little Black Riding Hood now." Yang Yu felt familiar, and murmured in a low voice, not daring to say this out loud, always feeling that he would be beaten.

Stage performances are fast, and minutes go by in the blink of an eye.

Everyone in Class B finally ended the performance with the fighting posture of hungry tigers fighting each other.

The applause and cheers from the audience slowly surged like a wave, and in the air-conditioned space, there was a sudden feeling of enthusiasm and restlessness.The extremely rhythmic waving light sticks showed that this group of viewers still bought it, at least not directly expressing doubts.

Class B students dressed as jungle beasts bowed to the audience to express their gratitude. They didn't dare to relax their tense bodies and panted slightly until the huge curtain above the stage was completely lowered.

"So it feels like this... the heart beats like it's about to fly out." Someone murmured while pressing his heart.

"Is the stage so big? It's the first time I've discovered it." Some people also exclaimed in a low voice.

They left the backstage with some inseparable excitement.

The leader, Xiang Ming, didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. He took a towel to wipe sweat and covered his hair, and performed a simple review in his heart-live performances are still different from usual rehearsals. People who are usually nervous and make mistakes will not be so nervous More, the perception of rhythm will not be dull.

Now their performance is absolutely not good, at most it is a passing level.

As the first game, it was either to set off the futility of the newcomer, or... as an appetizer, it was completely forgotten.

That guy's performance must be behind him. If he really surpassed him and overwhelmed the stage they presented, wouldn't his previous determination be ridiculous and naive.

Thinking of this, Xiang Mingjin's eyes darkened slightly, and some kind of remorse suddenly surged in his heart—that annoying guy seemed to have hit the point.

He who once wanted to give up something was left behind by others.If there is stronger strength and more perfect performance, it will not be in the current situation.

The sky-green-haired boy pursed his lips tightly, slowly clenched the hand hanging by his side, and his veins gradually rose.

The others seemed to be affected by the mood of the C, and slowly fell silent, and walked towards the lounge with their heads bowed.

The head teacher of Class B had already been waiting in front of the lounge door. Seeing this group of students with complicated emotions performing for the first time, he just smiled heartily and patted them on the shoulder: "The flight of chicks is always the most difficult, you guys If you haven’t lost yet, it’s not good to lose first mentally.”

But obviously not many people could listen in, they still didn't say much, just sat quietly and looked at the projection.

Seeing this, the head teacher of Class B also understood that it needed time to buffer, so he stopped persuading, and returned to the teacher's area after a few words of advice.

Class B was followed by Class C. The host came up and said a few words as usual, and then connected to the next class to appear.

Unlike the previous passionate stage, the curtain was not completely raised, and there was a serene serenade.

The curtain was gradually drawn up, one light and one dark, and performers in different costumes, one black and one white, also stood like statues.

The two leaders were almost the same except for their eyes and the color of their clothes.

Like awakened puppets, everyone moved in a slightly slow motion one by one.It seems to be a variant of the moonwalk, with one step at a time, with faintly visible stuttering.

However, the interesting thing is that behind every performer in white, there is a man in black and white who are doing exactly the same movements, with similar heights, and even the numb expression and slight fingertips can be kept consistent.

It seems to have been copied from the shadow of the past.

The rhythm of the music gradually accelerated, and the dance of the people on the stage also accelerated, as if they were gradually familiar with the use of the body, and every movement became smooth.

At the same time the singing sounded.

"Black and white? Black and white corresponding? Black and white coexist?"

At this moment, the lights also turned around, and after the angle of the man in white in front of him changed, the man in black behind him changed positions tacitly, playing the role of shadow perfectly for a long time and a short time.

"Light and darkness, you and me on the left and right, why do they exist?"

Responding to the lyrics, the music reaches a climax, like the moment when you reach the end and get the answer after climbing, a dead silent stop follows.

The twin boys in the lead originally danced the same dance one after the other, but at this moment they stood facing each other in a natural way, clasped their hands, and pulled each other gently along the force, one to the left, one to the right, and their positions were exchanged.

The other men in black made the same move as the men in white, changing their original positions, stepping on the territory of the men in white, and occupying the eyes of the front row.

The moment the surging and bursting music sounded again, the man in black naturally performed the lead dance in front, while the expression of the man in white behind gradually cooled down, as if he was forced to bring up a puppet, repeating mechanically.

"If we are one, then you should be me and I should be you."

Such as the rustling wind and gurgling water, the voice of the song turned from fierce to peaceful, but with a kind of creepy natural tranquility.

On the stage, the people in black turned around slightly, and danced neatly behind them, showing a smile.The clothes on their bodies seemed to have faded from the ink, and gradually turned into a white and spotless appearance. At the same time, the people in white clothes were dyed with a dark light, as if they were swallowed by something.

"Not alternating, not corresponding, not coexisting."

"You and I are substitutes for each other, each other's rivals."

After the weird ending, the performers, who were completely opposite to the opening position, stood calmly on the stage, gradually returning to the state of puppets, and remained motionless.

The audience was silent for a few seconds before excited whistles and cheers sounded.

The teachers in the lounge obviously thought it was pretty good, and gave their own evaluations.

"This kind of creativity is novel, but what's even more novel is the perfect arrangement." Gong Guangxi smiled and looked at the class teacher of C, "Aren't you going to pick up the students? That's what you have Such a talented seed."

"No need." The head teacher of Class C shook his head, "That group of students were assigned to Class C because they possessed a certain sense of creativity. If you say that what they hate most about Creativity (creativity), it's probably that they were I'm bound by those dogmas. They should be enjoying themselves at the moment."

"It would be great if the group of children in our class had this kind of thinking." The teacher in class B sighed slightly, "They are all the type who need this kind of innovation. It's not good to be too stubborn and rigid."

"However, except for the twin brothers, the others did not fall behind in such imitation performances. Are they specially trained?" What did the other teacher discover.

"And the overall effect is very good, the black and white conversion and dance performance are quite interesting."

"If there is a more obvious shortcoming, it is probably..."

"Not conspicuous enough." Xing Dou tidied up his clothes and calmly commented.

"Huh?" Yang Yu whispered that the previous stage seemed to have no shortcomings, and he didn't expect to get an answer, and was a little dazed.

The black-haired boy didn't explain any more, followed the others to look at the stage, and calmed down slightly.

The stage of Class C is really good, but if I have to say it, the dance moves have reduced the difficulty in order to maintain the unity of the imitation, and the movement range has been reduced too much due to too many changes.

Even though the music is brilliant and the ideas are novel, but other than that, there is no stronger stimulation and attraction.

Compared with the passionate Law of the Jungle, the performance of shadow tricks is much weaker.

The shortcomings of the first two stages, if they can both be avoided, is the time to win!

Xing Dou listened to what the host on the stage introduced them, and glimpsed the crowd sitting below from the gap between the curtains, couldn't help but took half a step back, and had some thoughts of shrinking in a trance.

He wasn't afraid of the stage, it was just the first time he saw such a full auditorium.

He didn't know what kind of expression the audience would have, and he didn't know if he would fall back into his previous dream if he met their eyes.

"Xing Dou, what's the matter with you?" The blond boy's worried voice came softly.

Yang Yu looked at Xing Dou who had a wrong expression, and wondered if he was rarely nervous. Although he had never seen Xing Dou get nervous until now, it didn't mean he could maintain his normal state when facing such a huge stage.

As soon as he said this, Anmasi immediately glanced at Xingdou to observe the situation.

Wen Lun, who was closer, also looked this way, with worry in his eyes.Xia Yuan watched from a distance.

However, the long eyelashes of the black-haired boy moved lightly, he closed his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "I'm fine, let's go."

As if in response to this voice, the host just introduced the last sentence: "At this moment, step on the stage of dancing with God and start our banquet and intoxication!"

Looking at the gradually dimming light, Xing Dou suppressed his sour mood for some reason, and took a firm and serious step.

Here, should be the place where he starts again.

The dust of the past needs to be washed away bit by bit in reality.