One-star idol counterattack plan

Yang Yu seemed to stay in the chat room a little longer than other students.

I don't know what they were talking about, Yang Yu lowered his head slightly when he came out, his blond hair half covered his expression, and he found a quiet corner to stay.

It was the first time An Masi saw Yang Yu who was always bluffing like this, and he hesitated for a while whether to do something to enlighten him, after all, after getting along for so many days, he regarded Yang Yu as a friend.

Xia Yuan caught a glimpse of the hesitation on his face, folded his arms around his chest: "You don't mean to do something, do you? Don't waste your time."

He sneered: "If you can't bear this setback, it's better to give up being an idol as soon as possible. This is not a place where laymen without professionalism should set foot."

Xia Yuan's voice was much higher than usual, and it was clearly transmitted to the surroundings.

Many people looked up at him because of this, with surprise, anger, and dissatisfaction... But the blond boy remained silent and motionless as if he had never heard of it, as if he was trapped in his own world and couldn't extricate himself.

The white-haired and black-skinned young man fixed his gaze in that direction, recalled Yang Yu's usual appearance, and forcibly looked away, not looking at him: "You're right. If Yang Yu can't even overcome this point, it's not suitable for him." on that stage."

After speaking, the two fell silent, each thinking about the content of the previous conversation.

Xia Yuan and An Masi had higher serial numbers and entered ahead of Yang Yu. Naturally, they all understood that what Gong Guangxi wanted to talk about was about their own problems, not just the stage.

If it is about their own problems, then the reason why everyone keeps silent is obvious.Almost no one is willing to tell their secrets, Yang Yu is like this, and they are no exception.

Xia Yuan still remembered the flash of anger and powerlessness that followed when Gong Guangxi lightly exposed his secret.

"There are so many things in this world that we cannot change." The blond-haired, green-eyed teacher said calmly, "What you have is a gift to some people, but it is poison to people like you."

"But in fact, this poison is given to it by yourself, and it is harmless in itself. If you are obsessed with it and struggle with it every day, it doesn't make much sense, and you can't change the status quo."

Thinking of this, the purple-haired boy subconsciously pinched his glasses, trying to straighten himself up and calm down his uncontrollable mood.

Anmasi, who was sitting on the other side, was in a much better state, probably because he had already understood his problem, and his expression was the calmest among the people who came out at this moment. He was swiping the virtual screen and focused on the content on it.

Someone curiously asked him what happened, and got a seemingly innocuous answer: "Mr. Gong asked me what kind of dance I like and what kind of idol I want to be."

The questioner E was confused: "It's just like this? Then how did you answer?"

At this time, the tall black-skinned boy closed his mouth, looked coldly with his dark golden eyes, and directly silenced the man, not daring to ask any more questions.

Xing Dou noticed the abnormality of his classmates, and he became a little cautious about Gong Guangxi's conversation. He kept moving his hands, and looked very calm on the outside. He carefully looked at the specific information of the ticket he got.

Seeing this, he couldn't help secretly feeling excited for a moment.

Although he guessed that the ticket in Wen Lun's hands would not be an ordinary thing, he never expected that it would be a play performed by the world-renowned troupe "Kaluka".

The performances of the Kaluka Troupe have always been famous for their full of emotion, extremely superb acting skills and unparalleled lines.As long as it is their performance, there must be a full house.

So their theater tickets are as hard to grab as they can find the missing letter in tens of thousands of program codes at a glance, which is linked to strength and luck.

The ticket that Wen Lun gave him seemed to be a bit more exquisite and gorgeous than the ones sold on the website. Coupled with the private signature on the back, it is not difficult to imagine that this should be a private ticket given by an insider.

Wen Lun was indeed very mysterious, maybe he found a way to get this ticket.

But compared to this guess, Xing Dou was more inclined to have some kind of connection between Feng Xuesong and Wen Lun, which allowed him to get the ticket.

Every five-star should have its own development path. It is not uncommon for Wen Lun, who has excellent acting talent, to be taken as a disciple by a former god-level actor.

Xing Dou was thinking about what kind of performance he would see, when he heard his student number.

He responded, ignoring the prying eyes of other people, and calmly walked into the conversation room.

Gong Guangxi offered a cup of tea as usual, and watched someone take it before officially opening the topic: "Xing Dou, do you still remember my evaluation at the beginning of school?"

——Your stage is lonely, you can't see the audience in the audience, only you.

The black-haired boy froze for a moment, nodded: "I remember." Then he slowly clenched his hands under the table.

He realized that what Gong Guangxi wanted to mention might not be simple stage evaluation or competition training.

"Then I'll get straight to the point." Gong Guangxi folded his hands and rested his chin.

"Xing Dou, who are you...?"

The young man who was questioned paused, raised his green eyes, and seemed puzzled: "What are you asking? You know my origin, don't you?"

The pasts of all the students at the Idol Cultivation Academy have been strictly investigated, and it is impossible to mix in strange people.

"It's not about your background." The blond man vetoed the answer, "It's about why you are what you are now."

"Extremely high level of strength and stage quality among my peers, a skillful and calm posture facing the stage, and at this moment... the calm eyes when you look at me."

"Sometimes you really don't look like a student, but more like..." Gong Guangxi paused at this point, and read out the second half of the sentence with emphasis, "Like an idol who has already debuted and experienced many battles."

Xingdou's long eyelashes lightly overlapped, and his light-colored lips slowly spat out denial: "...you think highly of me. I'm just a student."

He is not that powerful, even in the dream, there are only a handful of performances he can participate in, not to mention that he has experienced many battles.

Gong Guangxi looked at him, thinking of his expression when Class A went to the stage of the first competition, he didn't believe that Xingdou had confessed honestly.

But right now this kid has many other problems, maybe the biggest one is the one he avoids talking about now, so it is absolutely impossible to open his heart easily and tell everything frankly.

After a lot of thought, Gong Guangxi decided to take a step back: "If you don't want to say it, I will not force you. But there is one thing I hope you understand."

The blond man has bright eyes and a gentle smile: "As your teacher, I will not refuse the help from the students. If one day you feel that the secret is too heavy, you can hand it over to an adult to bear."

"As children who are still in school, you have the right to act like a baby to your teachers."

Like some kind of oath, the person in front of him said such words.

Generally speaking, this is an excellent way to generate trust in students and deliver their sincerity. Even if it cannot reach this level, it can melt away some of their wariness and gain some trust.

But the young man with black hair and green eyes stared at his teacher quietly for a while, then slowly looked away, and said in a flat tone, "Thank you, I will come if necessary."

Completely formulaic tone, oil and salt do not enter.

Tsk, you nasty brat.

Gong Guangxi was stunned in his heart, but on the surface he still looked like a caring teacher: "Then skip this matter, let's talk about another important matter."

"Xing Dou, do you hate your classmates?"

Xing Dou pursed his lips and frowned subconsciously, wanting to say that he didn't mean that, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the determination in the blond man's eyes.

"...Why do you think so?" After thinking for a moment, he chose to throw the question back.

"Until now, you are the only one in the whole class who is alone." Gong Guangxi began to give an example, "Once the class is over, not only will no one know your whereabouts, but you often get no response when looking for you in the class group, and you are also the same when you meet each other. Ignore... Judging from various phenomena, you can only come to the conclusion that you hate them."

"I don't need to tell them my whereabouts, I will show up when needed." Xing Dou dismissed those questions with a cold face, "Those people in the class who looked for me didn't have important things, they were just for fun and booing. Can this class It's an unknown to keep it until the end, and I don't think it's time to invest my energy in useless relationships."

Every word and sentence is full of indifference and cold as ice.

The head teacher sighed at his remarks and shook his head: "Such an indifferent attitude will be rejected by everyone."

"It doesn't matter." The black-haired boy seemed obsessed, "I don't need them to really accept me. Now Class A can unite because of the situation. When it comes to fighting alone, no one will be willing to help their future opponents."

Hearing this, Gong Guangxi stood up, quickly stretched out his hand, bowed his fingers slightly, and said "snap".

Unexpectedly, he flicked a brain on Xing Dou's forehead, causing him to cover his forehead with a "huh" and a puzzled face.

"Although it is true that this is the rule in the industry, you child is too unreasonable." He showed a dissatisfied look in his eyes, "A lone wolf cannot defeat a flock of sheep. Before it opens its sharp teeth, it will be engulfed by a huge force and fall down." Down."

"You young brat, don't show such desperate eyes!"

Xing Dou looked at Gong Guangxi's clear green eyes that seemed to see through everything, his heart skipped a beat, the fingertips of his other hand curled up, as if he was at a loss, he turned his head: "I don't. I just... "There is no other option.

These words must never be uttered.

So he swallowed his voice, closed his eyes, and made a stubborn gesture when he opened them again: "You are right, I really don't like them."

This is also true.

He couldn't like those who stood on a wider ground from the beginning, but...he also couldn't hate those who shined on the stage.

How could a young man yearning for the stage not move for the stage.

And how is it possible not to be attracted by performers who seem to be glowing all over.

That was his dream, the old days that were once out of reach.

…………

In the end, the conversation ended with Star Dou's unilateral non-cooperation.

Gong Guangxi was so angry that when he saw this troublesome student, his teeth itch, he kicked him out, and he also added a threat of "If you lose in the next game...".

The black-haired boy with a particularly relaxed expression turned around calmly and returned to his original seat. The subtle coldness and resistance made others dare to watch from a distance and talk in private, rather than discussing it in person.

Most of the discussions were excitedly guessing what happened to make the fox Gong Guangxi angry, and he was still intact and retreated.

In the end, it was concluded that it must be a huge secret that not only won't cause trouble to the upper body, but can also deter people as powerful as Gong Guangxi.

Or they obtained Gong Guangxi's secret by means of counter-threats.

Unknowingly, Xing Dou's aura of not being messed with was strengthened again, and some people even secretly spread strange rumors that the boss behind Class A was Xing Dou, and Xia Yuan Anmasi was his subordinate.

It's just that these things were an afterthought to Xingdou, who was immersed in the game at the time.

The students in Class A ended their conversation one after another, and Wen Lun, who was a transfer student, was the last one.

The pink-haired boy sat obediently in front of Gong Guangxi, waiting for the teacher to talk, but only got a meaningful look.

"Accordingly, I should talk to you about a lot of things." Gong Guangxi rested his forehead with one hand, and slid on the virtual screen with the other, a little loosely, "But Feng Xuesong is the one who decided to allow you to come to Class A. He also said that he hoped If I train you myself, then I won’t do anything unnecessary for the time being, it’s still the beauty of being an adult.”

His bright eyes flicked across Wen Lun's body: "To be honest, you hide pretty well. If it weren't for the occasional leak of emotions caused by some people getting close to Xingdou, I probably wouldn't be able to spot the abnormality. You are indeed a good candidate for acting. .”

"However, it is forbidden to hurt your classmates, you have to control it." There is a deep threat hidden in the casual words, "Otherwise, let alone the issue of your dropping out of school, the people you chase will also regard you as a fly, For fear of avoiding it."

Gong Guangxi's eyes were burning, as if waiting for a promise.

"I understand." Wen Lun responded with a smile, his tone soft, "I just don't want that person to see me in such a mess. So I won't do anything that crosses the line."

What he wanted Xing Dou to see was the clean, gentle, and bright Wen Lun.

It wasn't the helpless Wen Lun who collapsed in the dilapidated alley, swallowed by the darkness.

The one that should be hidden in the discarded past, disappeared along with the long hair that was cut off, and the home that was left. Wen Lun, who was rescued once, cannot be here.

It must be a brand new Wenlun who is completely different and irrelevant.

He had already made a choice since he came here—to kill the old days, to abandon the past, and then to regain a new life.

He hopes to be the one who is worthy of the shining stars and who can dedicate everything to him.

Even if that person never asks, it doesn't require him to.

With an unspeakable piety, he also wanted to keep a close watch on his only star.

"I will never let go either."