One-star idol counterattack plan

"Punishment..." Xing Dou heard this word twice in a row, thinking that it might not be a good thing, but he did not do it kindly, and he didn't have any intention of resisting, so he asked, "What do I need to do?"

"First of all, you have to hang out with me. You have to go everywhere in the aquarium amusement park, and then wear the clothes I designed to attend my party. After that..." Before Yun Zhengqing could speak, Jiang Cang leaned forward enthusiastically, Ji Ligua La completely exposed his selfishness.

Yun Zhengqing pushed the person away expressionlessly, ignoring the guy's angry protests, and said to Xing Dou: "You don't need to pay attention to what he said. You missed the course, and according to the school's regulations, you have to make up lessons and punish... ...after your game is over."

He wanted to say something to embarrass the child, but seeing the fatigue that he couldn't hide even if he tried to straighten his body and straighten his face, his heart suddenly softened, and he immediately abandoned the alliance he had made with Jiang Cang on the way, and took this Things are delayed.

As for whether it will be implemented, I decided to look at the situation again. After all, it is a bit harsh for him to impose heavy punishments on his cute junior.

Not knowing that he had escaped unharmed, Xing Dou was a little troubled by the meaning revealed in their words.

In fact, he roughly understood the purpose of these two people when he heard the word make-up lessons before. Although he thought it would be good to get another chance to learn, but in the current situation, he has already received the guidance of the second-year seniors, and then from them Studying there, he is not sure if he can be good at both.

Facing Yun Zhengqing and Jiang Cang who came here specially to find him, and remembering his behavior of leaving Yi A, Xing Dou explained subtly and cautiously with shame: "Brother, it's not that I don't want to accept your teachings, it's just that I have indeed met with Er A. The seniors of the grade agreed, and Teacher Gong also allowed me to act with them for the time being, which is not considered an absence from class, and... I am not suitable to go back and study with everyone."

It is impossible for those people in the class to happily accept him back, and nine out of ten will show an extremely repulsive attitude.Even if Xing Dou doesn't care about these emotions, he doesn't want them to focus all their attention on themselves, delay training and study, or even cause trouble.

Gong Guangxi's default?He didn't mention it before, did he deliberately want to see how they deal with it?

Yun Zhengqing frowned when he heard the words, and quickly let go. Hearing Xing Dou's meaning, he decided to watch him, and suddenly pinched his soft face, and said in a helpless tone, "Since I knew it would turn out like this, why did I not know what to do at the beginning?" Just don’t insist on doing such a useless thing.”

Then, without waiting for anyone to answer, he changed the subject: "Not being able to study with them doesn't mean we can't teach you. After teaching them, there is still a lot of time. It is more than enough to teach you one. Or do you not believe our level?"

What Yun Zhengqing said was not an exaggeration. As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual.Generally speaking, after teaching dance or singing, it needs to be consolidated with a lot of practice and familiarized until it is fully mastered.The duty of the teacher during this period is to regularly observe, adjust, correct, and give inspiration, and there is no need to look at the students all the time.

But... "This is too troublesome seniors, let's forget it."

Xing Dou knew that they wanted to help him out of good intentions, but at the end of the day, they not only had to deal with the dozen or so people in the class, but also taught him after class, so they really became tool people and couldn't stop being too busy.

They are just substitute teachers, and they don't have such a heavy responsibility to be responsible for every student, let alone a student who left voluntarily.

"Xingdou, as your teacher and your senior, we hope you can win." Jiang Cang squeezed over, lowered his head slightly, and stroked the black-haired boy's head, "This competition is very important to you, and it is very important to us." That's right. We don't want you to lose. For this purpose, it doesn't matter if you are a little tired. Compared with our simple teaching, you who really train are working harder, so don't worry about us."

Those cat-like eyes are full of earnestness and sincerity, shimmering like beautiful jade.

Having said so much, Xing Dou didn't know how to refuse this kindness, so he shut his mouth, as if thinking about it.

Yun Zhengqing saw his vacillation, and carefully looked at his appearance, which was obviously just training and was too tired, and said: "Also, don't go to study with the sophomores, they haven't been specially trained. Self-training is okay, but it’s training others who don’t know how to measure. The reason why you are tired is because you have done far more than usual training with them?"

"..." Xing Dou remained silent and did not answer, but the two seniors who were much more experienced than him already understood the truth.

"Xingdou, we can teach you a lot. If you don't understand anything, you can ask us." Jiang Cang blinked, and then persuaded, "It will never make you so tired. The combination of work and rest is excellent. Learning methods. At least we have learned everything and know the systematic methods, but they only have their own way. After all, there is a gap between you and them, and it is not a good thing to continue."

The two talked for a while, waiting for the boy who could make a decision to speak.

It took a long time to hear Xing Dou speak softly: "Seniors, no, teachers, I want to ask you, if I agree, can you let me be more self-willed and decide the time for make-up classes by myself?"

I always feel that Xingdou is not used to being called a teacher, Yun Zhengqing suppressed the discomfort, and was a little puzzled: "Is there anything you must do?"

Generally speaking, making up lessons depends on when the teacher has time. Xing Dou seems to say that he is very busy, but during this period of time, his homework has been suspended except for the most important ones, so what else can he do?

"Sometimes I need to discuss training with the trainee agent, and I don't train with the seniors, but it is also possible to follow them to take classes, just to make up for the lack of courses." The black-haired boy smiled slightly, a bit shy "There are still some personal things I have to deal with."

Yun Zhengqing thought about it, and felt that this was okay, and it was inconvenient to ask about personal matters, so he didn't hesitate any longer: "Since you said so, then come according to your time, our classes are the same as your usual get out of class time, if you are free You can contact us anytime.”

"If we have something urgent, we will tell you in advance." Jiang Cang rubbed Xingdou's hair and added, "Although I don't think there is anything more urgent than meeting you."

This speech without a bit of the majesty of the teacher was naturally warned by the eyes of his colleagues, and he was also pulled away from the juniors, and he was threatened by "If you are restless, if Senior Gong knows...", he finally stood aside with a puffy face. Muttering, turning into a dejected red-haired squirrel.

"The matter is over, it's late, you go back and rest."

Yun Zhengqing took care of his colleagues, looked at the sky, then looked at his junior's pale and miserable face, pressed the thought of saying a few more words, dragged the red-haired squirrel who refused to leave, and turned around: "Then, see you tomorrow."

"Okay, goodbye." Xing Dou nodded, and couldn't help but cast a glance at the red-haired man who seemed to be in tears as he moved his steps slowly.

When the two of them were out of sight, the manager lady who had been watching couldn't help it: "Xing Dou, after that, will I have classes with these two substitute teachers? The previous schedule needs to be changed, and I have to talk to the second-year seniors." Say it, but the matter we discussed is not over, what else..."

"Yi Xin." Xing Dou cut off her chatter.

"What's wrong?" Yi Xin looked at her idol, always feeling that there was nothing to look forward to in those green eyes, and she felt a little nervous.

"There is no need to subtract the training that I set with my seniors before. Help me add the lessons of the teachers."

His light words made the agent's eyes widen, and she asked incredulously: "Could it be that you want to take both classes at the same time? If this is not possible, you will be exhausted! How can you bear this? You just promised the teacher, If found out..."

Xing Dou quietly listened to her babbling about a lot of problems, felt a little warmth from the words full of concern and worry, but shook her head firmly: "It's okay, I'm not tired."

He looked at her with a serious expression, as if he was trying to persuade the manager who was full of love and affection, and he seemed to be convincing himself: "I'm just not used to it for the time being, and the seniors have gradually found a teaching method that suits me. If I can adapt, I won’t do this again. If I give up now, all the painstaking efforts of the seniors will be in vain, and it’s useless for me to be so tired today.”

"Even so, it's too late, you can't split it in half, you can't do this..." Yi Xin still wanted to stop it.

The boy's calm and stubborn eyes blocked her blurted words.

She has seen this kind of look before, when she was in class with Xing Dou, when she looked up from the stage, when she was frustrated by seniors time and time again...

Just looking at that look, she felt something uncontrollable and frightening.

That seems to be called ambition, also called - dream.

"Yi Xin, maybe I'm greedy, but I want to be willful for a while." Xing Dou said this without high spirits, without enthusiasm, but with some undercurrents surging, "I want to learn from the second graders about their whimsy Think about their unique understanding, and also want to learn systematic and formal courses and step-by-step methods from teachers."

"You can't have both, but there are so many things I want to learn. If I can, I can't wait to practice all the time and make progress."

Yi Xin was dazed by the sinking tone: "...why?"

He could see her thoughts, leaned against the pillar, lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and slowly drooped, half-hiding the dark emerald color that always showed a sharp edge, and under the light in the dark, it appeared A bit of fragility that was hard to see in the past.

"I can't tell, maybe it's anxiety, maybe it's not firm enough."

"It's only when I fill my life with exercises that people don't even have time to think, that I feel like there's room to breathe."

Then forget the urgency and fear that cannot be dissipated, and forget many dark and moldy memories.

"Just let me be selfish this once, okay?"

It is impossible for Yi Xin to refuse Xing Dou at this time, even if she is sad, even if she can't help but want to hug him.

Everything was as he wished, and while the manager was sad, she added those courses that looked scary.

But she is always a capable manager, forced to squeeze out time for Xing Dou during these heavy courses, press him to rest at a certain time, and prevent him from talking or thinking about these things.

In this way, Xing Dou lived a hurried life of being drilled and tossed by his seniors for a whole day, and at the same time, after finishing the daily classes, he went to the make-up classes given by Yun Zhengqing and Jiang Cang.

He is very careful in doing things. Every day before going to Yun Zhengqing's place, his sweat has been wiped off, his breathing has resumed, his clothes have been changed into a clean set, and he even has a simple massage to relax his muscles, so as to prevent them from noticing that his exercise is not right. .

Once Yun Zhengqing wondered why he always had a bathing scent on his body, and it was covered up so that he was not suspected.

Another time when Jiang Cang was helping him massage his muscles, Xing Dou was even more startled by what Jiang Cang said inadvertently: "Xing Dou, why do you seem to have lost a little weight? From your reaction, this muscle seems to be still sore... It's because you have trained too much recently. Is it? Still haven’t had a good meal?”

"I forgot to relax before going to bed yesterday." Xing Dou didn't change his face, and put all the acting skills he had learned, hoping not to be discovered by the two.

"You can't forget this! I'll press it for you before you leave next time."

Fortunately, Jiang Cang and Yun Zhengqing seemed to trust him quite a bit, and they didn't think he would make some small moves, so they quickly believed it.Even Jiang Cang volunteered to give him a massage, but was refuted by Yun Zhengqing again, and the two quarreled, which was also exposed.

Xing Dou rested all night in front of the seniors, and he could hide it by simply covering it up. In addition, the seniors always have a kind of subtle carelessness, so Xing Dou was not found and received a training menu.

The only one who became increasingly depressed and thinner was the conscientious agent lady.

"You must say something if you have something to say, don't be brave, don't force it." Yi Xin's dark circles came out, but she didn't seem to notice herself, her expression was still worried, "I've booked a college for you to help relieve fatigue If you are tired, you can go to rest and relax for a while. Eat three meals a day on time, don’t eat less, and don’t be picky eaters. Your stomach and exercise should be synchronized. There are also fruits, and you need to take vitamins when you don’t have time... ..."

Xing Dou listened obediently, but there were still things that he couldn't take care of in private, such as when did he rest and when did he eat.

When inspiration comes from training, or if he finds a trick, he often forgets to eat, and keeps repeating the movements until his stomach hurts and reminds him, so Yi Xin is so angry that she has to come and watch him often, lest he follow the other.

But no matter what, beyond the limit, it will go bad.

On the penultimate day of training, Xing Dou woke up much more than usual.

When he got up, his whole body was so sore that he couldn't lift it up, and when he thought about it for a while, he felt a sharp pain in his temple.

Opening his eyes in a trance, everything around him was spinning, as if he had become a broken clock, unable to keep up with the correct rhythm, so everything was messed up and sucked into the whirlpool of chaos.

Thirst, burning, weakness, dizziness.

Xing Dou felt that he had lost control of his body, as if his soul had escaped from his body, hesitantly watching in the groggy world.

He tried to get up, but quickly fell down uncontrollably.

Before losing consciousness, he was half worried, half thinking guiltily.

——It's going to be worrying.