One-star idol counterattack plan

If it was an ordinary person, they would feel a little bit offended after hearing those words, but they had realized that the person didn't care before, and Xiang Mingchen was already mentally prepared to bear the words.

So he sneered, not at all as if he had been hit: "Really? Then what position are you standing on to say this to me? Judging by your appearance, you are an annoying follower, right?"

It's just that it doesn't matter what he said, but he still remembers those words in his heart.

Wen Lun didn't expect that this guy's psychological quality was not bad, he didn't look a little embarrassed in front of Xingdou at all, and he could even reply.

But for him, this question is not harmful at all: "I'm not that kind of idiot who only knows how to chase after me. Don't think that you are so naive as to think that everyone is just like you because you have something to do with Xing Dou."

The pink-haired boy spoke with a disdainful tone.

"Oh, so much, if you really don't think I'm threatening, why bother to tell me that."

Xiang Ming was not deceived by such a trick, and he could see the original intention behind these actions at a glance, and said unceremoniously, "In the end, you are also afraid, right?"

As he said that, he showed an arrogant smile that he knew clearly: "I'm afraid that guy will really abandon you and go to someone's side."

Wen Lun's eyes became even colder, and he retorted: "It's so clear, it shows that you have thought a lot too? Cowardly classmate Xiang Ming?"

In an instant, sparks flew in this remote corner, revealing an atmosphere of confrontation and unyielding.

The neglected twins watched the two of them start to quarrel, and while watching the battle, they gathered together and bit their ears.

"Xing Dou is really a playboy, he made a fool of himself after provoking so many people."

"And it's too much, cheating our sincere feelings and beating us."

The silver-haired and blue-eyed one is serious: "We can't let him harm other people like this anymore, we have to find a way."

The one with silver hair and red eyes nodded in agreement: "Yes, I have to teach the cunning and shameless fox a lesson."

"Return the body with the same way. We also deceived his feelings, made him think that we admired him so much, and then betrayed him at a critical moment, which surprised him!" Yusuke Mushan proposed a proposal that sounded pretty good. idea.

After thinking about it, Makiyama Yusuke agreed: "Okay, we also want to let him have a taste of this."

So the twins moved closer and began to mutter something inhuman.

The two people in the center of the battlefield realized that each other should not be underestimated. After arguing for a long time, there was no winner, but they were still unwilling to surrender. In the end, they had to be interrupted by the class guide who urged them to go back. This "friendly" exchange .

He just thought that he just dealt with the incident left over from history, Xing Dou didn't know such a thing happened at all.

But it doesn't matter to him, the next game will attract his mind even more.That's why he didn't notice anything unusual about Wen Lun who came late and had a calm face.

Although normally speaking, Xing Dou would not pay attention to him all the time.

Go back to their respective lounges, return to school after a half-day rest, and take another day off. The next three days are the preparation period for the second game.

As the class guide of Class A, Gong Guangxi led the students to the school, but did not let them go to rest immediately, but took them to the classroom again, stood on the stage with a smile and said: "Everyone should have rested in the car Now, without further ado, let's replay the last stage."

"Let's start with Class B..." The blond and blue-eyed handsome man had a clear voice, and with extremely professional and vicious eyes, he completely dismantled the stage of Class B, built the outline of the system bit by bit like a jigsaw puzzle, and turned it into food and passed it on to the audience. student.

He talked about classes B, C, and D one by one, explained the strengths, weaknesses, and forms of expression of these stages, paused, and finally talked about class A.

"To be honest, you guys surprised me." Gong Guangxi raised his eyebrows slightly, acting like a coquette, "Whether it's the choice of the C position or the stage script, you have all made bold attempts."

Just as the students were fully expecting what he would say to praise him, they saw his expression restrained and his tone harsh: "But such a tricky way proves that you are not strong enough."

"Some people's stage movements are almost the simplest ones. They are not brilliant at all, and they are just acting as a set board." Gong Guangxi scanned several directions, and immediately some students bowed their heads with guilt, not daring to refute.

"There are also some people who don't sing high or low voices at all, and they are no different from the accompanying instruments." He glanced at a few more people, and soon everyone understood that this is not a situation that can be fooled. Keep your head shut and be prepared to accept criticism.

Sure enough, Gong Guangxi directly picked the first unlucky guy: "Yang Yu, as the C position, do you have anything to say about this performance?"

The blond boy who was drawn was trembling, and answered in a low voice with trembling voice: "I, I think, everyone did a good job..."

This is indeed what he said in his heart. He still thought it was great to be able to perform so well on stage at the time, and he didn't think about the problem at all.

The head teacher didn't say anything, obviously not satisfied, and ordered another one. This person also faltered for a long time, unable to explain the problem, and his frightened eyes looked very desperate.

Gong Guangxi selected several people one after another, only one belittled vaguely, the others were either evasive or speechless, obviously no one knew what answer he wanted.

In the end, he frowned, and nodded to Xia Yuan who seemed to be calm and rational.

"This stage...is really not very good." The purple-haired and purple-eyed boy raised his glasses, as if to judge fairly, "Compared to the usual training, many people's movements are too stiff, the connection of songs is not in place, and even If someone almost forgot a word, it would have failed if it hadn’t been remedied by others.”

"Compared to other classes, the C position is not very reliable in terms of strength, and has not been able to fully reach the point of being crushed."

Yang Yu glared at him with itchy teeth, and scolded you in his heart, didn't you dance as stiff as a piece of wood at the beginning!

Xia Yuan still said: "Besides, there are a lot of room for improvement in the arrangement and lyrics, including our handling of the crisis."

Gong Guangxi nodded and concluded: "So you also agree that this is a failed performance?"

"Do not."

The purple-haired boy answered forcefully without hesitation.

He looked at the director's eyes very seriously: "I do think there are still many shortcomings, but I think from the bottom of my heart that this is an excellent performance. Everyone has done what they can do. People give up halfway."

"We have a clear conscience for this performance."

Yang Yu's eyes widened, apparently he didn't expect Xia Yuan to say good things for them, he didn't even speak harshly, let alone belittle, but directly said these words to the teacher who seemed dissatisfied.

At this moment, even he felt that this guy was pleasing to the eye, but it was a pity that the next meeting would be quite scary...

"Pfft."

Before Yang Yu could finish thinking, Gong Guangxi on the stage frowned, and suddenly laughed: "Isn't it possible to say it?"

Eh?

The students in Class A were overwhelmed by this word in their hearts, and didn't understand which word it came from.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed teacher blinked, but couldn't see the slightest bit of anger: "So, you can say that you think you are great?"

"Why don't you even have the courage to admit this, and just think that you have been denied?"

Gong Guangxi glanced at the stunned students below: "Yes, you still have many shortcomings, and there are too many loopholes in your performance. You are not professional at all, and you are not particularly brilliant. But you dare not even admit to the stage where you perform with all your strength. That's not what idols do."

"There is nothing to hesitate, this should be what you say to yourself - you have completed a stage that belongs to you and will never be forgotten."

"So at this moment, you guys can cheer for yourselves."

The blond-haired and blue-eyed head teacher smiled slightly: "Congratulations on getting the first place in the preliminary competition."

"...!"

The whole class was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly there was a particularly excited voice, which made the ground seem to tremble.

Feng Xuesong, who was sitting at the end of the classroom, observed them secretly, amused in his heart—it was still a group of children.

After a while, the excitement slowly dissipated.

Gong Guangxi, with a gentle smile, said that the next step would be a private interview, and asked them to go to the soundproof room one by one according to the order of their student numbers, and explain some of their problems in detail.

This was like drinking tea after class, and the students in Class A were stunned for a moment, and each of them drooped their heads and entered the cubicle as if they were going to die.

There seemed to be no difference in the situation, the students who came out with expressions of death-defying expressions all came out in pain, covering their faces.Few people dared to ask what the teacher said, and those people's expressions of wandering in the sky were really unbearable to disturb.

There were one or two who asked the question in a shameless manner, but they were also confused.

So basically the conclusion can be drawn - it's terrible.

As the number of people decreased, the atmosphere gradually became anxious.

Yang Yu took a look at those people who faced the virtual screen alone as if thinking about life after they came out, and then looked at the "to be slaughtered" companions who looked scared, their hearts were beating.

What made him wonder what to say was that in this situation, Xing Dou actually swipe the virtual screen calmly to look at something.

If only he had such a strong psychological quality.

Yang Yu glanced over enviously, and heard his number in the next second.

"Yes!" He shuddered, and tidied up his clothes in a panic, before stepping into the room with a slightly vain footstep.

Gong Guangxi looked at him kindly, and even handed him a cup of tea thoughtfully: "Don't be nervous, I just want to talk to you."

Yang Yu took the tea and took a sip before realizing, isn't this just drinking tea properly?Even the tea is right!

"Mr. Gong." The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy put down his teacup and smiled flatteringly, "Is it my performance this time..."

Before the words fell, Gong Guangxi shook his head and vetoed: "No, that is also to be mentioned, but the main thing is not to talk about this."

"That's it?" Yang Yu couldn't think of anything else to say.

"This has something to do with my original intention as a class teacher. Does Yang Yu know why he came here?" The blond man raised his lips with a mysterious expression.

"What, what?" Yang Yu didn't forget what he said before, but he just didn't understand the meaning of mentioning it at this time, "Is it because I have a problem, a problem child?"

"Hmm." Gong Guangxi nodded and continued to ask, "Then what's your problem?"

"Uh... I, my foundation is very poor." The blond-haired blue-eyed boy held back his answer, a little at a loss.

"Although it is true, it is a pity that it is not right. And this year's E class can recruit children like you, why not go to E class, but come here, you can guess."

"I, am I too good-looking?" Yang Yu racked his brains and spit out another answer.

"It should be said that you have self-knowledge, or don't you?" Gong Guangxi sighed, looked at the stupid student, and answered him, "The reason why you came here is indeed related to your appearance, but more What matters is your character."

"Do you still feel that you can be an idol casually? Do you still feel that you can't communicate with people sincerely?"

The normally cheerful blond boy froze for a moment, as if he had ended a certain pattern, he rarely restrained his expression, pursed his lips, and replied rather coldly: "...I don't know."

"...so I came here for this reason." Yang Yu said calmly, as if talking to himself, then raised his eyes to Gong Guangxi, "Since you know it, teacher, you should understand it too."

"I wanted to become an idol in order to find a new meaning of existence."