One-star idol counterattack plan

"On-site exam?!"

Yang Yu cried out in a low voice in amazement, and poked Anmasi who was also showing a surprised expression beside him: "What's going on? Why is there an exam on the first day of the official start? Haven't we learned nothing?"

Anmasi glanced at Gong Guangxi who was standing in front, he smiled calmly and didn't look like he was joking.

The other students also started talking in confusion. Anmasi recalled what they had said before, and had a vague guess in his heart.

But before he could say anything, a voice from the door interrupted the students who were discussing.

"Quiet." The voice was not loud, but it had the thickness and weight of a Buddha bell. It was obviously a professionally trained way of speaking. It passed through the noisy environment very clearly and pierced into the ears of the students.

The man who came in with the words looked very serious, his dark brown hair was combed meticulously, and his eyes of the same color were covered by black square glasses, but he couldn't hide his rigor from the inside out.The brows were furrowed on his handsome and upright face, as if he was not satisfied with the current situation.

Even though the students who recognized him were mentally prepared, they still couldn't help being surprised and surprised: "Feng Xuesong..."

Because of this low exclamation, Feng Xuesong seemed to have a goal, and turned his attention to him: "You... just said that such a class is too unreasonable as the first class?"

The student who was being watched was a little flustered, he didn't understand how Feng Xuesong could hear his voice accurately and what he said clearly amidst so many people's whispers.

But now is not the time for denials to be easily exposed. It is obvious that Feng Xuesong does know what he said.

It's better to have the courage to question it, maybe you can win a little favor and get the favor of the teachers.

Thinking of this, he raised his head, tried his best to meet those indifferent looking eyes, and tried his best to show himself like a fighter: "Yes, yes! I just said something like this. Because, because we really haven't learned anything, It is unreasonable to take the test from the beginning."

Excluding the uncontrollable vibrato and subtle stuttering when speaking, it can be regarded as barely coping with it head-on.

Feng Xuesong seemed to be shocked by such bold words, he was silent for a moment, and glanced at the other students who expressed unanimous disapproval, then narrowed his eyes and sneered: "You all think so?"

At the beginning, no one dared to nod directly, looking at me and looking at you, implying that they hoped that someone would be the first person, but they all knew that it was not easy to do such an early bird.

"Mr. Feng, we are not opposed to the training plan you arranged." Unexpectedly, someone whose voice sounded familiar to Yang Yu came out and became this person.

He looked at the purple-haired guy standing frankly in front of the teacher everyone was afraid of, and directly yelled at him with those annoying words: "It's just that even as a teacher, you shouldn't make meaningless plans. Let even It is a stupid move for a chick that has not learned to fly and rushes directly off the cliff."

"Such an approach is indeed unreasonable and unconvincing. At least the college I yearn for should not give such irresponsible courses."

Damn it!This pushy guy.

Yang Yu knew it without looking at it. After saying this, the other students must have a better impression of this guy who can only play tricks.

Obviously just said too much sarcasm, which just happens to be especially suitable for the current situation!

Just when he was angry, Feng Xuesong, who thought he was at a disadvantage, asked again in a vague way: "So, do you think we didn't arrange other studies for you, so you don't want to take the exam?"

Huh?What does this mean...

Yang Yu sensed something was wrong, but before he could fully figure it out, he saw Feng Xuesong walking in front of them step by step, and reprimanded them coldly: "It's all a bunch of rotten wood! It's useless!"

"There is one thing you got wrong. Today is not the official first class, but the first class to meet the teacher officially. The real first class started last week!"

last week?Isn't that autonomous...training?

"Self-directed training is to ask you to try to arrange your own plans, gain a deep understanding of your own strengths and weaknesses through experience, and conduct corresponding training according to the situation. Even if you don't understand anything, if you have the consciousness of self-training, at least Will try it out this week."

"And the exam at this moment is to test how well you have learned in the last lesson. We don't require you to be as comprehensive as professional idols, but at least you have to show an attitude of learning."

"The idol career is not as simple as you, the uninitiated laymen, imagined. If you gave up studying at the beginning, you can leave now."

"Those who have done nothing but wasted for a week will be screened out by such an exam. This is the rationale of this exam, understand?"

Feng Xuesong's words were like scorching whips, and they were drawn one by one on this group of students who had just entered the campus with a heart of contempt. In an instant, many people couldn't even control their expressions, and lowered their heads in shame.

Xia Yuan, who was originally a young bird, also realized the problem, and instead of resisting for that bit of dignity, he resolutely apologized: "I'm sorry, teacher, I didn't think it through."

Yang Yu, who also felt that he had made a mistake, also lowered his head, with mixed feelings in his heart, but he heard someone whispering softly behind him: "Is that really the case?"

really?

Someone really guessed it?

But this person's voice...is really nice, clear and clean, a little cold, like the first handful of snow that fell in winter.

He wanted to turn around to see who it was, but Gong Guangxi who clasped his palms in front of him attracted his attention.

The blond-haired and green-eyed man smiled brightly, but said mercilessly: "Thank you, Teacher Feng, for the introduction. Then that's it. Have you figured it out now? Those who don't accept it can just leave."

The students were silent and did not answer. No one was arrogant and gave up the school they had worked so hard to get into.

Gong Guangxi seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago, his expression remained unchanged, and he continued the previous process as if nothing happened: "It was delayed for a while, now let's start directly."

He clicked on his virtual screen and connected to the projection in the classroom.Under the huge white curtain, a 3D dynamic dance accompanied by BGM appeared in front of everyone.

It was a dance of only 1 minute, and the movements did not look complicated, but the number of movements was too much.But a discerning person can tell at a glance that it needs a good foundation to complete, and it cannot be done by just practicing.

"This dance was given to me by your choreographer yesterday, and no one should have seen it before." Gong Guangxi introduced them, "I will send this dance to your mailbox later, and you can watch it by yourself And practice."

"The content of this exam is very simple. Everyone has one hour of practice time. After the time is up, the on-site assessment will be conducted. The scoring standard is calculated according to the degree of completion. Generally speaking, the person who can reproduce this dance more perfectly will get a score." higher."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something, and suggested excitedly: "Since it is an exam, there will always be a reward for the first place. Then this time, No.1 this time can get my autograph from the teacher, Teacher Feng's." That's fine too."

"That's it..." Yang Yu muttered softly, not interested in this reward, just when he was thinking that he had no motivation, he was startled by Gong Guangxi's next sentence.

"By the way, the punishment for this exam is that the last three students will be directly removed from class A. They may be assigned to other classes later on, but I'm not in charge of the teacher."

What, is this a matter of passing by?

Why are rewards and punishments completely out of proportion?

Fear and complaints were mixed together, and Yang Yu didn't know what to say.He felt a little trembling, because isn't he the kind of person who is not good enough to waste time?

He wanted to find someone to share his worries with, but when he turned his head, he found that everyone had already turned on their virtual screens, and they were serious about studying, and they were not going to complain about the punishment at all.

Even Xia Yuan, who was tough on the teacher before, found a place to study quietly.

Anmasi frowned and looked at it seriously, so that he didn't dare to disturb him.

"The countdown has already started, students, hurry up." At this moment, the class teacher was still reminding me.

No matter, now I can only go up!

Yang Yu became cruel, found a place where he could stretch out, clicked on the video and began to study.

The desks and chairs in this classroom are placed using shrink technology, which can be extended from under the floor when needed, and can be folded and hidden under the floor when not in use, leaving a place for students to practice.The wall can be changed to a dedicated mirror mode, silent mode, etc.

So after studying for a while, people who had a general understanding got up and began to practice according to the comparison, dismantling each movement one by one, trying to learn it as soon as possible.

After Yang Yu finally figured it out, he was about to practice and realized that the progress of the people around him had already surpassed him by a large margin.

Ruined!

Just when he was panicking, there was someone who gave him unspeakable confidence—the boy in the hood before.

That person is still sitting there watching the video quietly, obviously he hasn't learned it and is still studying it.

That's great, it seems that his studies are not particularly bad.

As long as he is not the slowest one, Yang Yu has the courage to do it.He stretched his body and began to practice.

That's great, these guys are quick learners.

Xing Dou sat in an inconspicuous corner, the received video was played on the virtual screen in front of him, but his eyes were on other people.

After watching it twice, he memorized the general idea. After all, this dance is not particularly difficult. As Gong Guangxi said just now, it is just a small test of attitude.

The dance moves are sometimes similar. If you have learned enough dances, your hands are very fast to this extent.

So after roughly figuring it out, he began to observe other people.

There is no one-star character in this class other than him, the lowest is two-star.The learning speed of two-star and three-star is a little faster, probably at a better level than ordinary people, and it can be seen that they are somewhat qualified.

It's just that none of them are the key observation objects of Xingdou, what's more important are those five stars.

Judging from the previous events, these exchanges with the teacher should be their plot, and then there will be a blockbuster ending.

For example, Yang Yu, the guy who seemed to be unable to hide his panic, had a relatively poor foundation, but after only 15 minutes of practice, he showed a surprised expression, obviously he had grasped the trick and mastered the speed It increased a lot in an instant.

The guys who practiced earlier than him, the movements shown now are far inferior to him.

Not to mention Xia Yuan and Anmasi with relatively good foundations.

They are almost two of the best moves here now, even adding their own style, which makes the whole dance different.

According to the original plot, one of these three people must be No.1 in this competition.

Then he was appreciated by the teachers, paid more attention, surrounded by classmates, and gradually became the star of tomorrow that everyone expected.

Unfortunately, he couldn't let them go on like this.

Nor can the position of the apex be handed over to others.

Sorry in advance, not only this time, next time, but also many times...the most dazzling position will be taken away!

One hour is fleeting, and the moment the time is up, the sent video disappears, giving no chance to continue practicing.

Yang Yu, who had practiced a lot, heaved a sigh of relief, and wanted to talk to Anmasi, the only one he was familiar with, but when he turned around, he saw him standing with Xia Yuan, looking at a certain place with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter with you?" Although he didn't want to talk to that guy Xia Yuan, his curiosity drove him over.

Xia Yuan came to his senses first, glanced at him, and walked away without saying a word.

"It's nothing." Anmasi didn't care about Xia Yuan's actions. Looking at Yang Yu who was full of curiosity, he thought about his words, "I just saw a...interesting guy."

"Who?" Yang Yu turned his head in the direction they were looking at, trying to find that person.

"The one with the hood."

"Huh? What's wrong with him?" Isn't that a slow learner?

"Well...he just did a dance move, and then he didn't continue." Anmasi recalled the scene he saw, and couldn't help frowning.

"Did you give up?" Yang Yu also understood that it is not surprising that people who realize their own shortcomings stop their losses in time.

"...Maybe." Anmasi didn't know how to say it. The man's movements were very slow, but... he couldn't see a problem, and he always felt that there was a rhythm.

After Yang Yu heard it, he felt that Anmasi still had something to say.But he didn't dare to ask too much, he just suppressed his thoughts and kept his attention on that person.

After the 10 minutes of preparation time left after the study, Gong Guangxi began to ask people to stand in front one by one according to the student number for the assessment.

Student numbers are not based on grades, Yang Yu is in the middle and back, Anmasi and Xia Yuan are in the front.

The first few performers didn't know whether they were nervous or didn't practice well, and the dances they danced were all jerky and stiff.

Although Gong Guangxi's expression didn't change much, waiting for the end gently, Feng Xuesong kept frowning, writing and drawing on the virtual screen, as if recording the situation.

Looking at the slightly clumsy performance of the people in front, Yang Yu felt a little relieved.

But after Xia Yuan went up, he didn't think so.

It is true that Xia Yuan's words make people angry, but if he does not speak and concentrates on dancing, no one will deny his strength.

That is a perfectionist who has every step in place and can't find the slightest mistake.

Every movement is as if the machine has been adjusted, it is surprisingly fine, and even makes people feel indescribably comfortable.

Comparing the previous few people, it is simply a tragic comparison between beginners and masters.

But what surprised him was more than that. Anmasi, who has always been relatively calm, danced extremely flamboyantly and passionately.

The sense of power of each movement has reached the extreme, and it does not deviate from the original movement, but adds unspeakable wildness and excitement, firmly grasping the audience's attention.

It is almost undeniable violent aesthetics, with the fierceness and fatality of wild lion hunting.

At this moment, the golden eyes are no longer a symbol of majesty, but instead become a sharp weapon that pierces the heart, prompting people to bow their heads to him.

Even Feng Xuesong lowered his eyebrows for the first time after watching his performance, and nodded slightly.

Yang Yu felt that no one could beat Anmasi.

Even Xia Yuan, who had watched the performance, admitted this with a bad expression: "It seems that I won't be the one who wins."

But Anmasi didn't think so when he came down. He wiped his face with the towel that came with the classroom, glanced in a certain direction, and quickly retracted: "The outcome is not certain yet."

Yang Yu felt that he was probably being modest, and sighed inwardly.

In any case, after watching the performances of these two people, he still felt more or less a sense of crisis—I don’t know how many other people are Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

But compared to his worries, the answer to what Anmasi was talking about appeared sooner.

"No.13, Xingdou." When he said this name, Yang Yu felt that Gong Guangxi's voice was a little higher.

"Yes."

He heard the man answer, got up from the corner of the crowd, and slowly passed through the other people in brightly colored clothes, like a black blade that parted the colorful waves alone, silent and sharp.

Probably some kind of aura, in the noisy classroom, there was no sound at some point, everyone restrained their voices, and subconsciously focused their attention on the only person who was moving.

So the sound of his walking became more and more obvious, step by step, as if walking on an exclusive show stage, touching the hearts of others.

The man whose expression was covered by the hood turned his back to them, stood in front of Gong Guangxi, and took off the hood casually, revealing his jet-black hair, which looked very soft.

Gong Guangxi still had that gentle look, and nodded to the man with a smile: "Then, let's get started."

So the guy who had been acting mysteriously nodded his head slightly, and started dancing the moment he turned around.

Like an ambiguous snake coiled around a branch, pale and slender hands fluttered across the shoulders, creating a moment of warmth.

In the next second, he broke the softness with a powerful movement, like a sharp ax splitting a mountain, a strong and extremely tense elbow and a bend, all with an extremely smooth and clean beauty.

Every movement of his seems to be done at will, and every detail seems to be fiddled with carelessly.

But people are caught in the eye in an instant, unable to leave.

The unspeakable sense of power and beauty fills every minute and every second of this person's performance.

There's no way not to be attracted to him.

Suddenly, Yang Yu seemed to see a magnificent black rose, and in the wind that responded to the sound, it opened the hem of the skirt without hesitation, revealing layers of extremely enchanting insides.

The most central place is not a stamen, but a dark and deep emerald.

No, where did the emerald come from?

Those are the eyes of the stars.

Hidden under the black hair, revealed in the violent dance, like the eyes of a top hunter.

Probably no one can escape the stared prey.

Yang Yu came up with this idea inexplicably, because - that beauty has already taken his mind away.

Any previous performances will be defeated in front of this person.