One-star idol counterattack plan

After the performances of the four classes ended, within half an hour, the votes had been counted.

The class guides of each class led their students, standing on the wide stage, quietly waiting for the vote counting system to announce the results, with a calm and indifferent look on their faces.

It's just that most of the students are completely opposite. They are almost overflowing with anxiety and uneasiness.

Anmasi showed no expression, and his fierceness suddenly increased a bit.

Xia Yuan's expression was the same, but the frequency of pushing the glasses increased so much that one wondered if there was something wrong with the temples of the glasses.

Even Xing Dou, who has always been calm and calm, stood in the line with a straight face - silently.

Wen Lun didn't stare at Xing Dou, and lowered his head quietly.

Yang Yu, who couldn't sit still at all, had already started to panic, his legs were trembling faintly.The more he thought about their stage, the more he wondered if his performance was poor, if he was a drag on the team, and if he would cause them to lose...

A mess of worries mixed together made Yang Yu even think about the pleading gesture if he loses later.

In such an anxious atmosphere, the big screen in front of him suddenly lit up, making people squint.

The rankings of the four classes from high to low appeared in front of them.

Xing Dou immediately saw the big A in the first place, followed by B, C, and D.

He was at a loss for a moment. Although it was the result he had predicted before, when it actually appeared, he had some doubts about whether this scene was real.

They won?

It's not a fantasy in a dream, it's not an illusion of his imagination, they won?

It wasn't until the applause of encouragement sounded from the audience, and other students in Class A burst into cheers, that Xing Dou slowly confirmed that this point was true, they won the first game.

The black-haired boy flapped his eyelashes slowly, as if the machine that processed the information started to run, and the corners of his mouth turned up little by little, and the arc became wider and wider, finally showing a rare bright smile.

"Win ah ah ah!" At this moment, Yang Yu hadn't recovered from the excitement brought about by turning worry into joy, so he turned around excitedly and grabbed everyone next to him to repeat this sentence, trying to share his emotions at the moment.

Anmasi was caught, but he didn't break free, but replied happily: "Yes, we won." His tone was extremely proud.

So Yang Yu left satisfied, and grabbed another person, most of them got the same happy and excited answer.

It wasn't until he got in front of Xing Dou that he stopped like a machine running out of gas.

"Hehehe, we won." A classmate stared blankly at their C position, and subconsciously patted him on the shoulder, "What's wrong, great hero, aren't you happy?"

He subconsciously followed Yang Yu's line of sight, but only saw the black-haired boy who turned around, and for a while he didn't understand why Yang Yu was in a daze.

"No." The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy shook his head and put on a bright smile again, "I just really think it's great to win."

That—always like Xing Dou with his own air-conditioning and rebellious bones, so he can laugh so purely and quietly.

For some reason, Yang Yu felt that he seemed to be a little closer to the person who rejected him thousands of miles away, and he felt a little happy in his heart.

Contrary to their cheers, the atmosphere in the other three classes was not very good, as if shrouded in a heavy mist, loss, resignation, remorse...all belong to the pain of the loser.

Even if the class guides have provided counseling and encouragement, these influences cannot be completely eliminated. They can only barely cheer up the students, and the deeper problems have to wait for time to heal themselves.

Xing Dou saw all this in his eyes, and the short-lived joy had faded, leaving only vigilance and a shallow sigh for the two games.

He is very familiar with such scenes, so he knows best that if he is hit so hard in the first game that he dare not stand up, the subsequent games will not be a big deal.

For his present purpose, this situation is the best.

Perhaps it was the hypocrisy of Tusihu's sorrow, but he actually expected them to muster up the courage to compete with all their strength, instead of being so lifeless.

But what should he do at a time like this?

While Xing Dou was thinking, they had successfully completed the final curtain call, bowed seriously to the audience, and retreated backstage after the curtain fell.

The teams of the four squads could only break up and move forward in the passage that could not accommodate everyone. - Time, people and shadows, unable to distinguish the enemy from ourselves.

Xing Dou confirmed the direction, and within a few steps, he felt two scorching gazes from behind.

It seems that it is not his familiar gaze, but more enthusiastic and more...

Before Xing Dou could react, he was pulled by a strong force and dragged to a dark corner.

Then - left - right, suddenly there were two more hands, tightly wrapped around his arms and legs, making him unable to move.

"Hey, look what I caught?" A slightly familiar young voice came, with a bit of ridicule and vague anger, "Why does it look so much like the little rabbit I lost a few days ago?"

The person on the other side responded with a similar voice: "Wrong, this is not a rabbit, it is a cunning little fox with black and shiny fur."

The silver-white-haired twins moved their faces closer, the same light shone in different colored eyes, you-talk to me-talk.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. The good-natured rabbit turned into a fox, and even deceived the care of the kind-hearted people."

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, the fake little liar turns around and becomes a competitor in the next class."

"A bad rabbit will be punished."

"The wicked fox shall be turned into a scarf."

The two matched the frequency again, and tacitly uttered the last sentence: "Are you a rabbit? Or a fox?"

"..." Although Xing Dou thought about the problem of exposure, it was obviously not at this moment.

Besides, there is no evidence or video for this incident, so as long as he doesn't admit it, they can't do anything to him.

I saw the black-haired boy not in a hurry, Shencui eyes swept over the two of them lightly, and said coldly: "Can you let me go? I don't know you, and I shouldn't be stopped by you."

In this way—the deputy's non-acknowledgment and extraordinarily calm appearance immediately ignited the twins' anger since they found out about it.

——Starting to watch the stage of Class A, Makiyama Yusuke and Yusuke only felt that the god of death looked good, as if they had seen it somewhere, but after all, the stage was some distance away, so they were not sure, so they just wrote it down.

But when the results were announced so close, one could find something strange upon careful observation - this guy, apart from the color of his hair and eyes, wasn't Tong Heyu?

How did Tong Heyu, who claimed to be a general subject and dreamed of being a composer, appear on the stage of Class A? You can get the answer after a little thought—they were deceived, completely deceived by this undercover agent.

It's not suitable to show this on stage, so they looked at each other, waited for the moment, and caught this guy who didn't even tell his real name at this moment.

Originally, they wanted to make fun of it simply—forget it, after all, to be honest, they didn't have any particularly big losses, and the loss this time was not a problem of information leakage, but more importantly, a lack of strength.

But the black-haired boy's nonchalant expression made the twins who had always been soft rather than tough really a little angry.

Yusuke rolled his eyes, and a strange word came out of his mouth: "'Tong He Yu', you are from Class A, right? I heard that your assistant class teacher is Feng Xuesong?"

Xing Dou didn't answer, and was still thinking about how to get rid of these two people.His personal strength probably can't handle these two people. If he breaks free forcefully, he will be injured, which is not conducive to the game.He didn't want to lose for such a reason.

But Yusuke didn't seem to need him to answer, and continued on his own: "You know that the next game is related to acting skills. If you guess correctly, he will definitely give you special training."

so?

Xing Dou didn't even move his eyebrows, and looked at him quietly.

"Feng Xuesong has a habit, do you know?" Yusuke understood what the brother meant, and continued, "He hates people who act recklessly and recklessly under his nose."

The silver-haired twins clicked on the virtual screen, and Qiqi grinned at him, revealing - left - right pointed canine teeth.

"..." The black-haired boy was silent for a while, then frowned and said, "What do you want to do?"

Those words and expressions didn't seem like there was anything good waiting for them.

"It's nothing." The silver-haired and blue-eyed boy blinked innocently, "First mark my rabbit so that he can remember his mistakes. Then ask him if he wants to be good."

After finishing speaking, he bit him, but was dodged by Xing Dou, who had been on guard for a long time. He missed his original target, and just about to do it again, he took a hard blow.

He raised his eyes and saw that the black-haired boy who was trapped by them took advantage of his slack to break free and stood beside him, looking at the two of them coldly.

"What did you say? Who is not good?"

A certain terrifying aura swelled on Xing Dou's body, accompanied by his sinking face and the creaking movements of clenched fists, he looked extraordinarily ferocious.

At that moment, the twins felt the familiar coercion and fear, and couldn't help shaking hands with their brother.

Alright, it seems that you have provoked too much, Jing Liu save us!

It's a pity that the only savior is not here, and even if he comes, he can't save the people who are dying.

After a short 15 minutes, the ashen-faced twins sat together obediently, not daring to look up at the condescending black-haired boy in front of them.

"Because you don't have a real video, I'll stop here this time and let you go." Xing Dou folded his arms around his chest and said in a flat tone, "I'm not some 'Tong He Yu', you misidentified me."

"I am not a rabbit or a fox. I am a hunter of prey. People like you are rabbits."

"If there is another time, I don't think you will want to know what happened to the rabbit I caught."

As he spoke, he grinned, lowered his head and grinned heavily, his eyes were covered by his drooping black hair, his cold white skin and red lips carried a creepy threat.

The twins were so frightened that they hugged each other and nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that the matter was almost handled, Xing Dou turned around and was about to leave. When he passed another corner, he stopped slightly and sneered: "Why, after watching the play for so long, why don't you come out? Or do you want me to invite you?"

In the last sentence, there is a threat like a snake spitting out a letter.

The people in the corner were stunned for a while. They obviously didn't expect to be discovered, but they also knew that it was not time to hide anymore, so they had to step out.

Xing Dou was surprised when he saw someone coming—for a moment, he did find that there was someone else here, but he didn't expect it to be this guy—the sky blue hair was disheveled, the dark golden eyes didn't dare to look directly at him, and his lips were pursed .

Judging by the way he turned his head, he was embarrassed.

"It's you again." Xing Dou raised his eyebrows, quite strangely, "It doesn't look like he passed by by chance, what are you doing here? Let me tell you first, I have nothing to tell you, so you didn't come to see me right?"

In his heart, Xiang Ming really had little to do with him, and he had nothing to say.

But when Xiang Ming heard this, he felt that something had been stabbed in his heart, and he was poured with cold water. It was dark and painful.

Now he can't say it, he just noticed that Xingdou was missing, and subconsciously came to find such words.

After all, why should he pay so much attention to this bastard, as this guy said, there was no need to start from—wasn't it?

"..."

Seeing his silence, Xing Dou reckoned that it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't bother to care about it, and said: "If you tell what happened here, there will be no good fruit to eat, I advise you to keep your mouth shut."

Immediately to go.

But the twins remembered something again at this time, and shouted two times:

"Wait, you've been fooling us for so long, don't you even want to say your name?"

"If you're a man, just report your name!"

The black-haired boy paused in his footsteps, turned around, seemed bored, and gave his name indifferently: "Xing Dou. I am Xing Dou. There are countless stars in the river, and the sky is long. The moon falls on the top of the forest."

"But in fact, I prefer the most straightforward meaning of another layer."

Ambitious light flashed across the man's deep emerald eyes: "It's the stars, so my position is in the sky that everyone has to look up to. The stars should shine at any time."

"No one can stop my progress."

After speaking, he left calmly without looking at the reactions of the three people.

"...Xing Dou." Xiang Ming read the name over and over again, with a dazed expression on his face.

He never expected to get a name at this time, nor did he expect to meet on such an occasion.

But when he uttered this name, he always felt like he had a hot stone in his mouth, which made him quite impatient, and he couldn't even think about it, so he said it.

The twins reacted directly, chattering and discussing: "What, it's not a great name, but it's shameless to use other people's names to deceive people."

"That's right, the punch you just hit was lighter than mine, it's so annoying! Why!"

"What, you want to say this, wouldn't the marks he made on you look better, the marks on my side are ugly."

The two unknowingly quarreled, but there were rustling sounds in the forest.

Just as they were watching warily, a boy with pink hair walked out slowly from there.

"Why did I bother you?" Wen Lun said to the twins with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, I'm just passing by."

The twins glanced at the bush, and shouted in disdain: Who would believe it!It was just a special trip to eavesdrop!

However, Wen Lun didn't come out for them, so naturally he didn't care what they thought.

He walked straight towards the young boy with blue hair, his eyes became colder, and his smile remained unchanged: "I have admired your name for a long time, classmate Xiang Ming."

"Who are you?" Xiang Ming glanced at him, returning to the state of arrogance and indifference.

"It's not important right now." Wen Lun shook his head, pointing in the direction Xing Dou left, "The important thing is about Xing Dou."

"What do you want to say?" Xiang Ming's heart twitched, trying to say that it had nothing to do with him, but he suppressed it.

"It's nothing, I'm just here to warn you." The pink-haired boy smiled gently, seemingly kindly.

"Xing Dou is never satisfied, always upwards, and always bows his head humbly, that's why people can't look away."

"But he never looked back, nor did he notice how many people were confused by his light and clumsily chased after him."

"For a guy like you, it's better to stop thinking about it earlier."

The indistinct red light in Wen Lun's eyes appeared again: "Otherwise, it will make people angry, right?"