One-star idol counterattack plan

Like falling into a dream, there are erratic clouds under your feet, and everything around you is blurred in silence.

Will the next step be to go under the cloud?Will there be hell or reality?

Xing Dou felt that he might not be completely awake, so at this moment, he heard the player in front of him invite him, telling him that he wanted to make progress and work hard together with him.

Perhaps it was because of such an obsession in his heart that he had such an absurd dream and saw the scene he dreamed of.

But this is a dream after all, right?

If it is a dream, you will always wake up. After waking up, everything will remain the same without any change.

The black-haired boy's blank expression, which had been blank since the player spoke to him, slowly changed with these thoughts. He pursed his lips tightly, and stared at the girl in front of him seriously with his deep emerald eyes, as if he wanted to take her Remembering the outline and expression, it took a long time to speak in a hoarse voice:

"Thank you."

As if he felt that it was not enough, he quickly stretched his brows, slightly bent his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a gentle smile to the girl who claimed to be a trainee manager: "Thank you for telling me this, I am very happy. "

Compared to melting icebergs, compared to spring breeze blowing, this smile is more like swaying on the cliffs, a small white flower was broken by the wind and eroded by the rain, and then bloomed an inconspicuous but suddenly palpitating color.

Those deep green eyes were full of sincere gratitude.

The girl who looked amazing at first did not expect to receive such a solemn thank. After being surprised, she panicked for a while and changed back to a somewhat shy prototype. She waved her hands repeatedly and wanted to cover her faintly hot cheeks. Know what you're talking about:

"No, you're welcome. I actually didn't do anything, really. Because you are a very good person, you got everything today. I, I am also very useless, I can't help you much..."

The more I talked, the more chaotic it became, and in the end I was a little unintelligible.

When the girl thought that the person in front of her was a character she had wanted to see for a long time, and she acted so stupidly, the shame in her heart became stronger, and then under the blessing of the shame, she became even more embarrassing.

After tossing and tossing like this for two or three minutes, she finally put down her hands in despair, exhaled with flushed cheeks, and looked at the black-haired boy with all her courage: "Xing Dou."

"?" Already accepting that the person in front of him was a fantasy in a dream, Xing Dou tilted his head slightly. He didn't think she was stupid. After all, anything is possible in a dream, so he waited patiently.

"...Can I shake hands with you?" The girl wanted to say a hug, but she thought that she was not that familiar with Xingdou, and if she really hugged, maybe she would be the first to be shocked, so she retreated. Second, make another request.

"Okay." Xing Dou's attitude towards girls has always been relatively lenient, and at this moment he didn't feel that he should reject this figure imagined in his dream, so he stretched out his hand naturally.

It was a pair of slender and fair hands with well-defined joints and healthy pale pink nails.

She tensed up uncontrollably, feeling that her whole body was tense, and her outstretched hand was trembling, and it took a long time to hold that hand tremblingly.

Contrary to imagination, it is not cold like ice jade, but warm.The sharp joints look awkward, but they are actually soft.It looks like the hand carefully crafted by an artist, but when you hold it, you can clearly feel a little cocoon hidden in the subtleties.

That is the trace left by the strings, and it is the imprint carved by training time and time again.

She felt sad for no reason, and when she thought about it again, she saw the mighty crowd heading in other directions, but she still couldn't hold back her tears, and said hoarsely to Xing Dou: "You will definitely succeed! You will!"

"I will always support you!"

Xing Dou looked in amazement at the girl who immediately exchanged tears after saying these words to him, let go of her hand in a hurry, opened the door like a whirlwind when she came and went out with a "snap", leaving only a voting ticket on the table.

Even in a dream, this style of acting is too miraculous... He muttered amusedly, turned around and returned to the original chair, and sat down again.

His gaze unconsciously looked at the ticket that was left behind, and the words of the girl who had just left were still vivid in his memory.

"The word forever has been a lie since its inception."

The black-haired boy gently picked up the ticket and carefully stuffed it into the ballot box behind him, like a dragon guarding a treasure, entrenched in front of the most important things.

"But if you're in a dream, there's nothing wrong with believing such a lie once in a while."

Maybe he really got a certain kind of courage and peace, Xing Dou felt that the surroundings were not so cold, and time returned to the normal order.

It's just that this dream seemed too wonderful and too long-lasting.

After the girl left, dozens of people came to him and voted for him.

Some of them looked embarrassed like that girl, they didn't dare to stay longer after a quick chat; For unhealthy places, tell him to take care of his body and take a good rest; Out of pure curiosity, I slowly put down the ticket and looked him up and down, and couldn't help but ask questions like "Are you actually very background?"...

There are many people, many different types, their number is so large that Xing Dou, who had never expected it at all, felt a little panic-he never knew that he was such a greedy, narcissistic person, and his imagination was so powerful. Rich, conceived so many characters in one breath, let them all vote for themselves and express their praise.

When all the students received the notification that the voting was over, the black-haired and green-eyed boy leaned back on his chair, gasped for breath, and a stone in his heart was put down.

I just inadvertently remembered the ballot box behind me, and I still had an incredible sense of dream.

He remembered every vote very clearly, and he knew the answer in his heart without counting it again - 180 votes.

There are about 20 students in one class in the first grade, and there are about 80 students in the four classes of ABCD.

Among them are Yang Yu, Xia Yuan, Anmasi, Wen Lun, Xiang Ming, Mushan Twins, and Jing Liu, a total of eight five-star characters.In addition, there are more than 20 four-star characters, more than 30 three-star characters, and more than ten two-star and one-star characters.

The number of votes held by the players is [-].

At least half of the votes were given to the popular five-star voters, and he had to compete with many people for the remaining votes. It was unexpected to get so many votes.

He doesn't think this number is too low, because he understands that there are still many people who can't get attention, or even know the truth of the world, and don't know what kind of bleak road he is walking on.

That may also be a kind of luck. If you don't have to worry about the future, don't have to doubt the present, and go all out to do it, maybe there will be a different ending.

In any case, for Xingdou, this is a good enough dream.

When Yang Yu came out of the room, he was really relieved, his expression was relieved, and he murmured: "My God, it's finally over, I thought I was going to be ripped off and eaten next, the audience turned out to be so scary Is it a creature? It was normal to see it on the stage before, why is it so scary off the stage? Could it be the difference between the stage and the off stage that caused them to maintain a certain degree of restraint..."

There are several others who have similar expressions to him.

Anmasi kept a stern face, without a hint of a smile, completely released the aggressiveness in his eyebrows and eyes, and refused to approach others, like a big cat on alert.The originally neat clothes were suspiciously wrinkled. Once a classmate wanted to ask him what happened to the clothes, he would get a rather blunt sentence of "accidentally fell on the ground and was stepped on", without explaining why the clothes on his body were so dirty. was stepped on.

Xia Yuan's glasses did not know what kind of torture they had received, and a small piece was visible to the naked eye, and was held by its owner as a defensive shield.Once someone has the idea of ​​getting too close, they will receive Xia Yuan's vicious attack, "If you can't even tell that I don't want to talk to you at all now, then I should really lament that your appearance is a miracle".

Wen Lun still had a smile on his face, but it was different from his usual feeling of being good-looking or pretending to be innocent. It was a threatening smile that would make one shudder at a glance. He treated everyone who entered his voting room indiscriminately, seemingly polite, But it was the one with the heaviest evil spirit among the few who made people dare not offend. He had a sense of horror and fear that he would be plotted against if he was not careful.

Therefore, he didn't receive any signs of wear and tear on his body at all, what happened when he went in, what happened when he came out, except maybe his cheeks hurt after laughing for a long time.

Xiang Ming, who was in the next class, was the complete opposite of him. At the beginning, he was quite polite to the people who came to vote, asking questions and answering them, very obedient.It may be that this kind of performance encouraged the courage of the players. They tentatively asked more sensitive questions, and after getting the answers, they let go of the bottom line and asked all kinds of questions, which made the patient Xiang Ming become irritable.

In the end, he almost ignored people, and as soon as anyone showed signs of speaking, they would be stared at by his cold death.

The Mushan twins have experienced this round of voting. It would be fine if they were assigned together. The cooperation of the two may not fail the players.It's a pity that this is an individual vote, and it is impossible to allow them to vote as a group in the same voting room, so they have to accept the votes separately and greet those players' curious or unintentional words separately.

Of course, they didn't expect the player's curiosity to be so strong that they would soon be overwhelmed, and they all pretended to be dead to deal with it.

Jing Liu, who is usually sunny and cheerful, surprisingly didn't react too much, and came out full of energy. According to him - "The audience who came here are very interesting, aren't they? They obviously haven't seen us A few times, but sometimes they behave as if they are already familiar with us, don’t you feel very curious about the reason for this? Hahaha, it’s a very good inspiration idea, and it’s interesting to observe them.”

"It's a monster..." Mushan Yusuke feebly complained, and got his brother's approval.

In any case, this game, which was a bit of a wild game, finally came to an end here.

Class A got 150 four votes, Class B got 820 votes, Class C got 960 five votes, and Class D got [-] one vote.

The total number of votes is A, B, C, D in descending order.

Class C still lost to Class B by more than 30 votes.

The first class competition ended with the victory of Class A.

When the results of the competition were presented in the public auditorium, the students in Class A were silent for a moment, and then cheered loudly. If it weren't for the class guide who was still nearby, they would probably be in a mess now, and their natures would be liberated.

Because winning was indeed not easy, Gong Guangxi and Feng Xuesong stood aside, looked at each other, and decided to let the group of children have some silly fun for a while, and did not directly interrupt their passion.But looking at the smiles on their lips, they seemed to be in a good mood.

The students in class A didn't know what they were allowed to do, they just kept spreading their excitement and happiness.Yang Yu also cheered, blushing so much that he managed to calm down a bit.

This time, he didn't feel that he was too prominent at all, and Anmasi next to him didn't maintain that calm attitude, and shouted a few words after him, and he even heard Xia Yuan's voice mixed in.

It's great, the feeling of winning, the feeling of fighting with everyone and being able to cheer like this.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed teenager was full of emotion, and suddenly realized that becoming an idol and performing on stage seemed to have more different meanings. It was no longer a kind of tool that he once thought was a tool, but another kind of tool. Maybe it will make life more interesting and clear.

It was right for him to come here, not only seeing different scenery, but also getting things that he never thought of.

The person who brought him change and let him experience the beginning of all this...

Yang Yu couldn't help turning his head, looking for the calm and reserved person amidst the noise.

I don't know whether it was the influence of thinking in his heart, or he was too sensitive after seeing it too many times, or that person was such a prominent existence. After a quick glance, he quickly locked in a remote place, quietly watching The result is a dark-haired teenager.

It was a very strange expression, at least in the current scene, it looked very different.

He didn't look happy, there seemed to be something entangled in the deep emerald eyes, which brought out a bit of complexity and bewilderment.He watched the result, but he didn't just look at the votes of Class A, but carefully looked at the total votes of the four classes.

Then he stopped looking up, and looked at other classes with flat eyes, neither happy nor sad.

Yang Yu looked along that line of sight, only to find that the state of all the classes except them was heavy and gloomy, including the teacher, no one made too much noise, but some people kept raising their sleeves and putting them down again.

He remembered the rules that Gong Guangxi had said before the game, and the cruel and incomprehensible elimination system. He froze for a moment, and then felt uncomfortable.

In the huge auditorium, only their voices hovered in the sky, overshadowing the mourning and unwillingness below. It was their horn and the death knell of others.

He seemed to finally understand what Xia Yuan meant by "the strong prey on the weak" when he started school.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy fell silent, and the faint melancholy of the rabbit's death and the fox's sorrow lingered in his heart, extinguishing the excitement of victory.

It's a road that keeps people being left behind.

When will it be his turn?

As he stopped talking, the teachers also felt that there was enough time left for them to express their feelings. Needless to say, just throwing an eye knife was enough to stop the actions of the students who had been fully taught.

A harmonious silence was restored in the auditorium.

Mr. Principal with gray sideburns stood on the podium, logically congratulated the winners, felt sorry for the losers, and gave corresponding rewards and punishments.

As the winner, Class A received a reward from the academy—the opportunity to participate in performing arts activities, the right to use some exclusive classrooms for a limited time, and three sets of performance costumes customized by the school's joint company.

Class B also got two sets of custom-made costumes, but the last 10% of the class had to be excluded from the class according to the learning situation, giving up the path in the idol department.

Class C gets a set of custom costumes, and needs to transfer 25% of the students to general subjects. Class D was the worst. Although they also got a set of costumes, they were about to lose 50% of their students.

This is the cruelty and ruthlessness of the Idol Cultivation Academy, which has always been known as the place of stranglement.

On the road to becoming an idol, there has always been no room for those who slacken, those who lag behind, and those without talent.

After the principal explained the situation of the rewards and punishments, he quickly noticed the negative emotions gradually drifting down below. He laughed unhurriedly, and then a strong and powerful voice sounded in the entire auditorium:

"The so-called idol is someone who wants to carry hope and light, and express everything about himself on the stage where everyone is watching."

"You not only need to hone your skills, but you also need to hone your heart until it is transparent and bright. No shadow or setback can make it lose its brilliance, no training can damage it, no difficulty or obstacle Can't break it apart."

"When you have such a heart, you will be qualified idols. At that time, even if you stand here without saying a word, your heart is still shining."

"Don't be afraid, and don't be afraid to move forward because of it. What you have chosen is a path that requires courage and persistence."

The principal admonished loudly, and those green and blue eyes carried the wisdom and insight accumulated over the years, and conveyed these words to the confused students in the audience.At some point, someone clapped their hands with tears in their eyes, and they didn't even bother to wipe away the tears. Drop by drop fell on the clothes and the heart of the invisible person.

Xing Dou also looked up at the principal, silently clenched his fists, feeling that his slightly gloomy mood was slowly clearing up.

Like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

He doesn't have time to think about failure and the ending. He is still on the road and needs to make continuous progress and grow.

Amidst the thunderous applause, this competition of whether it is long or short is completely over.

Xing Dou mingled with the class troops and followed the teachers back to his classroom.

Passing by Class B on the way, he was gently patted on the shoulder at a certain moment, and when he turned his head, he saw only a blue-haired head.

"I made a good bet, and I will meet you later."

The man with a very aggressive tone left this sentence and walked away without looking back.

Xing Dou didn't even have a moment's time to react, and walked away quickly as if he was afraid of repenting.

When Xing Dou remembered the bet, he also murmured in his heart: If you want to give him the agreed information, you can just mail it directly, why bother to meet and submit it again.Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other. Wouldn't it be easier to fall out when meeting each other? If Xiang Ming is angry and unwilling to fulfill the bet, then he will lose more than he gains.

However, it was an unexpected gain in the first place, and it would not be a loss if Xiang Ming didn't give it at that time.

As he thought about it, he felt another figure approaching him.

"Xing Dou, did you meet any strange audience when you were in the voting room?" Wen Lun asked in a soft voice, without any malice, as if he was purely curious.

Xing Dou glanced at him, and became a little curious about this question. He didn't quite understand what the so-called strange audience was. What did the players do?

"Which kind of strange are you talking about?" He thought about it and asked directly.

This didn't seem to be a difficult question to answer, but Wen Lun was silent for a moment. After considering his words, he replied, "Is it just asking if you have vest lines or abdominal muscles? After getting the answer, I deliberately pretended to fall into your arms." Take the opportunity to touch something."

"...Whose experience is this?"

Xing Dou didn't believe that such a detailed description was imagined out of thin air, so it could only be that someone really encountered this situation.

"Anmasi." Wen Lun sold people without hesitation, and added, "There are quite a lot of people there, so he let a lot of people go in to vote together at the beginning, but in the end he was taken advantage of by chaos." .”

"Xia Yuan also encountered the same thing. However, he didn't bother to let the audience in together. He wanted to get more biased opinions from a group of audiences, so he let many people in at the same time. The result is that the space is too small. It caused chaos, and in the chaos, his glasses were knocked off and a piece was shattered."

"However, this method has a good deterrent effect. The audience didn't dare to crowd anymore and lined up neatly, for fear of encountering another venom attack."

Wen Lun frankly described Xia Yuan's words as venom.

"..." Xing Dou felt that the players should have no malice, probably because he couldn't control his excitement when he saw a living character in front of him.

Maybe it's because there aren't enough people on his side, and I haven't seen a player expressing emotions like that yet.

So he suppressed his delicate mood and replied calmly: "I have never met such a strange audience, they are all very gentle people."

The pink-haired boy breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and showed a customary smile: "Then I can rest assured, otherwise I feel that it will be difficult to handle at all."

This sounds a little weird.

Xing Dou glanced at him, saw that his expression was normal, and couldn't guess what he was thinking, so he simply ignored him.

Yang Yu, who was behind the two of them, saw Wen Lun entangled him again, got angry for a while, rolled his eyes, quickened his pace, and squeezed past them too.

"What's the matter with you?" Wen Lun stared at Yang Yu who suddenly appeared with a fake smile.

"I, I didn't come to look for you." Yang Yu swallowed, and turned to Xingdou, "Xingdou, I didn't see you in the voting session before, are you okay? There are quite a lot of strange audiences this time, quite a few People came running over to rub their hair."

Star Doo gave the same answer to this similar question: "No, they are all fine."

"That's it." Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said casually, "It's great that so many people like us."

"...Mmm." The black-haired boy paused for a moment, agreed with this point of view, and rarely said a word, "It's as good as a dream."

After that, I stopped talking, and the two people next to me were not interested in listening to the conversation between you and me.

After returning to the classroom that day, Gong Guangxi and Feng Xuesong said that they were not in a hurry to summarize everyone’s problems for the time being. They were physically and mentally exhausted after experiencing these competitions, and the most important thing was to rest, so they didn’t say much, and let the students go back to rest for a day. Replay the game process.

Xing Dou obeyed the suggestion, and returned to the dormitory alone after eating.

After entering the room, he went straight to take a shower, dried his hair in a hurry, and made two steps in three steps, then fell on the bed and lay face down for a long time.

In the dimly lit room, the shiny star stickers on the ceiling are particularly conspicuous.

After a long time, Xingdou turned over, lay on his back and stared at the false sky reflected above, stretched out his hand, and folded his five fingers together as if trying to hold it.

However, he only caught the illusory light and shadow, not the real stars.

In the night, there were almost inaudible sighs floating.

【System settlement...】

[The event level is about to be planned according to the growth of the character, and now the growth progress is calculated...Yang Yu, the calculation is completed; Anmasi, the calculation is completed...Xiang Ming, the calculation is completed...Gong Caiyi, the calculation is completed; Yu Bo, the calculation is completed... ...]

【... Shi Shi, the calculation is complete; Xingdou, the calculation is %&*#, the calculation failed, and a second attempt is made...】

[Xingdou, calculate *￥&%, failed again, tried three times...]

【Xing Dou, calculated &#￥#@, failed again, and made a fourth attempt...】

…………

[Xingdou, cancel the 37th calculation, change the direction, and start testing the abnormal data flow...the data flow is normal, recalculate, ￥#%& calculation failed, suspend calculation...]

[Xingdou, check the data stream for bugs, start the test... the test is over, no abnormalities.Apply to the higher-level AI to check the abnormal situation and raise the possibility of data error. 】

【...I have received a reply from the superior AI, confirming that the character is star-struck. The growth value exceeds the one-star limit, so it is impossible to calculate a reasonable growth progress according to the one-star character, and there have been many calculation errors. It is inferred that the card face is set incorrectly. Apply to The higher-level AI changes the settings...]

[With the permission of the superior AI, it is agreed to change the card attribute of the character Xing Dou to a two-star character.This operation is about to be performed, and the operation is being performed...]

[The operation is successful, the character Xingdou is reset to a two-star character, the card surface is changed to the appearance of the costume, the value is displayed according to the character, the voice is added, and the corresponding personal route is being set... The setting is completed, the character Xingdou becomes a two-star character. 】

[Xingdou, perform numerical calculations again, calculating...Completed calculations; Wan Gu, calculations completed...]

That night, Xing Dou had a very weird dream.

Originally, he thought that the players he saw and the subsequent victories were too real dreams, and he would forget them completely when he woke up, but he fell into a deep sleep, but he really dreamed of strange things.

Is it a dream within a dream?

He was puzzled, and saw himself trapped in layers of transparent barriers, unable to move.

Then a beam of light came out of his body, swiftly and lightly, shattering a layer of enchantment attached to his body like breaking glass.

An unspeakable sense of freedom and relaxation enveloped the whole body.

Xing Dou fell into a deep sleep again.