One-star idol counterattack plan

Immortality... This is indeed a very good entry point, but I don't know how Yang Yu's group plans to express the theme.

Xing Dou saw the group's intentions, and stared at the stage curiously.

On top of that, the blond boy who fell unconscious was taken back to his extravagant home by an accompanying attendant shortly after he fell down. He lay on a big soft bed and slept for a whole day and night before he woke up with slightly dazed eyes. .

"What happened? I remember..." He held his forehead and murmured, "There was a weird and annoying potionist who made me drink a strange potion."

Then he gritted his teeth, slammed down the bed board, and called out: "Damn it! I was teased by such a disrespectful person! Come, catch him here, I want him to repay this humiliation with his life! "

The servant who had been hiding in the dark came in response, bowed his head and squatted: "Follow your order, Master Albert."

Albert, who was sitting on the bed, waved impatiently and let him go out.

From that day on, the hard-working servants shuttled through the bustling streets, secluded alleys, underground areas with few people, and deserted wilderness... they kept looking for the mysterious potion master, but they found nothing.

And after Albert was angry about this for a few days, he asked a professional doctor to check and found no abnormalities other than the coma that day, and soon re-immersed in the beauties of the ball, wine glasses and gorgeous clothes, As a real dude, he lives happily without thinking about it.

Time turns, cold comes and summer comes.

The attendant has gone deep into the secret place that no one knows, carefully following the local people's sayings, looking for the legendary potion master who can bestow eternal life.

But he didn't know that Albert, the master who sent him out, had discovered his own difference in the past few years—he was no longer old, no longer needed to fight with the years, and struggled with the changes of aging.Even if he still gets hurt, as a nobleman, he has enough money and power to protect himself.

As the potionist had said, he gained immortality!

"Hahahaha! Sure enough, God is looking after me!" The blond boy smiled wildly, opened his arms upward as if holding the world, and his eyes showed an ambitious look.

He is so young, and has a handsome appearance comparable to the sun and the moon, coupled with the wealth and power behind him, almost no one will disobey him and show that he hates him openly.He is rich in everything in this beautiful dream woven by no one, and lives extraordinarily chic.

From this day on, Albert's style of behavior became more indulgent, with extravagance and extravagance. He seemed to be caught in a huge dream, immersed in it without any struggle, and recklessly obtained everything he desired.

The attendant who sneaked into the secret realm on the other side stared at everything in the depths of the secret realm, his figure gradually blurred and faded, as if he had been completely forgotten by others.

The beginning of shattering the dream is the death of the mother.

"Elbert, my child." The gray-haired woman, who was dying of illness in a short period of time, gently held his hand with sadness in her eyes, "You will never grow old or change ...How can I rest assured to keep you?"

"But mother, I won't contract diseases due to old age like you." The blond boy was a little puzzled, and then he explained naturally, "I will always be strong and healthy, at the peak moment, as long as I have a cure, I don't have to Worry."

"No. You don't understand." The woman sighed faintly, and gave her last blessing, "My overly indulgent child, I wish you would find out sooner, and I hope you never find out, and always keep this pure .”

The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy was still puzzled, and then he witnessed his mother's death within a few days, and it took him a long time to come out.

"I'm lucky, I have almost endless time, enough to let me out of sadness." He looked at the distant sky and said to himself.

After the death of the mother, it was soon the father who was overwhelmed.

"Elbert, I'm sorry, I couldn't be with you to the end." The father opened his mouth with difficulty, comforting the lost only son, "But your sister can still be with you for a long time, don't be sad."

"I understand, father." Albert held back his tears and pulled the quilt for him.

The gray-haired old man closed his eyes.

From then on, the boy inherited a huge property and lived with his younger sister.

The immature younger sister grew up day by day under careful care, and soon she became an outstanding beauty, and it seemed like a snap of the fingers, she was talking about marriage, and then she was old like her parents, lying on the bed, looking at herself with a sad expression Unchanged brother:

"Elbert, my dear brother. Even I want to leave you, why does God treat you like this, why does it give you such a curse?"

"Curse?" Albert tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, unable to hide the moisture in his eyes, "The time I have is enough for me to get out of the pain, maybe a year, maybe ten years, I won't suffer from it all the time, no need Worried. Alice, your child will be with me, too."

On the day of his sister's death, the boy who was cursed with eternal life stayed alone in the room for a long time and never wanted to see anyone again.

Time will not stop because of this, people around Albert keep disappearing, new people appear, and then disappear, like an unbroken cycle, firmly staying by his side, highlighting his uniqueness.

"How many years have passed?" One day, the blond boy bypassed the unfamiliar "family" and came to the street that had changed drastically, but his eyes were full of confusion, not knowing what night it was.

"Want to buy a flower?" A passing flower girl handed him a basket shyly.The dew-stained flowers inside are soft and beautiful, "It's called the eternal flower."

Albert, who was not going to buy it, paused his hand and said, "Give me one."

The blond boy took the flower and unknowingly walked to the wilderness, standing in the golden grass illuminated by the setting sun, quietly watching the radiant sun set.

"Eternity..." He whispered the word, with melancholy and complexity.

Suddenly there was a strange noise from behind. Someone staggered closer and asked in a low voice, "Is it... Master Albert?"

"Who are you?" Albert frowned as he looked at the familiar figure.

"Great! I finally found you!" Unexpectedly, the man showed an ecstatic expression, leaned over quickly, and hastily stated his intention, "I am a descendant of your former servant Robert, and the ancestors searched for the whereabouts of the potion master according to your order. , but was trapped in the secret realm, and came out after several turnarounds, and later, due to old age and long distance, I failed to report the matter to you."

"The ancestor didn't want to be a disobedient person, so he told every descendant of himself about this, let us find you. After so long, I finally fulfilled the mission of the ancestor and found you. So please allow me to tell you how to solve the potion way."

"...solve." Elbert looked at the eternal flower in his hand, sighed like an old man, "Robert is an excellent attendant, I ignored him, I'm sorry."

"After such a long time, I finally understand what my mother said." He smiled wryly, watching the so-called eternal life petals fall.

"People are very sensitive creatures. The pain I suffered the day before yesterday was forgotten after a while, and I only found out today that it was bruised. The fingertips that were accidentally scratched, only felt pain when touched."

"I just remembered what that important person in the distant winter said to me—so that's what it meant."

"But it's not winter anymore. Spring is over, too."

"I don't understand the reason for staying here anymore. Tell me, the way to get rid of the pathetic eternal life."

The descendant of the attendant slowly stepped forward and whispered a few words in Albert's ear.

"...Does it have to be like this?" He was a little incredulous.

"The potion must be passed on, otherwise it won't lose its effect." The man replied firmly.

"Okay." The blond boy bowed his head, acquiescing to the result.

Afterwards, he followed the descendants of the servants, went round and round to the secret realm discovered by Robert, and used special materials to make a new potion, and stepped into the deep door.

Wearing a large black robe, Albert sat in a garden full of flowers, overlooking a blond boy surrounded by him from far to near.

He remembered the words of his descendants: "This potion is both a blessing and a curse, but for some reason, it only works on young people who don't understand loneliness, love and hate. Maybe it's because..."

"Loneliness and love are the punishment of time."

punishment...

Albert grinned silently, watched the boy walk in front of him, and asked arrogantly: "Hey, I heard that you are a potion master from a foreign land? What would you do?"

The cheerful music was the same as before, and the stage of reincarnation slowly came to an end.

The applause from the audience sounded like raindrops falling rapidly.

"An unexpectedly ingenious story." Xia Yuan looked at Yang Yu who bowed in thanks, and gave his own evaluation.

"Indeed. That kid seems to have worked hard." Anmasi nodded, and then felt a little emotional, "I even feel that my sense of crisis has come up. Compared with his extraordinary performance, I really have to do a good job here." effort."

"If you lose to him, that guy's tail will definitely go up to the sky." Xia Yuan had no doubts about that scene.

Anmasi covered his face and let out a long sigh.

When Yang Yu came back, his expression was very excited, and he proudly showed off in front of Anmasi: "The effect of this performance is much better than that of my previous rehearsals. How is it? Do you feel that you are looking at me with new eyes?"

"It's not bad." The white-haired and black-skinned boy replied calmly, "Keep this momentum going, and we will probably win this competition."

As he said, at present, it seems that the Wen Lun group, who is the leader of class A, performed exceptionally well, and the Yang language group is also good. He can probably keep above the passing line, and Xia Yuan's confident appearance is his confidence. This game shouldn't be a big problem.

But accidents always appear when you don't think about it.

After the eight groups in the morning completed the competition, the afternoon competition started as scheduled.

According to Feng Xuesong, the earlier group in the Anmasi group was the time after the lunch break when the spirit was just uplifted. It had an advantage in time, and the performance was easier to be accepted and recognized by the audience.

It was a very good timing, but he did not expect that the group before him performed exceptionally well. The dramatic effect of the performance was comparable to that of Wen Lun's group. It immediately won the attention and attention of the audience. group situation.

Anmasi and the others appeared at such an embarrassing time to perform their own performance.

To make matters worse, in order to secure the number of votes, they did not choose an overly slanted route or an unexpected story when writing the script, but described a simple and somewhat traditional story.

Anmasi, who played the role of the dragon, accidentally captured the unwelcome princess.

A more earthy tale of two lonely people seeking each other's love.

So it is conceivable that this was not a successful performance, at least it failed to impress the audience with high emotional ups and downs.