One-star idol counterattack plan

Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

When the sword goes out, people come, and when the sword goes, people follow.The soft prop sword was danced into a swimming white horse.

The powerful dancing posture is condensed in the seemingly simple movements, and the bursting energy is hidden. With the relaxed and powerful rhythm, it is slowly transmitted to the tip of the sword, drawing a trembling arc.

……

The music gradually died down, and the performers on the stage retracted their waists and stomachs, played a handsome sword flower, moved their steps, retracted their swords back into their sheaths, stood still and nodded, with a heroic posture and a free and easy appearance of a young hero.

For a moment, Xingdou thought he saw a silhouette swaying in the rivers and lakes, and cast a vigorous gaze in the long wind.It's just that he soon woke up and realized that it was just an illusion after being attracted, and it was just a fantasy driven by the dance to the song.

This is an unparalleled talent, and to achieve this level, the dancers themselves must have full confidence in the images and artistic conceptions they create.

Sometimes, that's what Stars lack.

He knew very well that compared with Xiang Ming's current state, he was as powerless as a child at the time, and he could be knocked down with a light wave of his hand, and he had no chance to resist or play tricks.

The person in front of him is not so easy to beat.

Just like Yang Yu and the others, no matter whether they are noticed or not, they are constantly growing and becoming stronger.If he left it alone, he would even catch up at a speed far beyond his imagination.

"It's your turn." Xiang Ming didn't know the opponent's secret vigilance after observing, so he quickly got off the stage, wiped his sweat with a towel that was available for others, walked to Xing Dou and handed out the long sword, motioning for him to take it.

It's like a greedy snake's head colliding with its tail. Once it is caught up, one side will be defeated and swallowed into its own strength.

"No need." Xing Dou glanced at the sword, shook his head slightly, turned around and took the thing he had been fancying for a long time from the pile of props, sliding his slender fingers, as if a bright moon bloomed on his hand, "I just want this. "

It was a black wood and white fan painted with ink-colored landscapes.

Looking at the rejected sword, Xiang Ming couldn't help frowning slightly, but didn't say anything.

The black-haired boy stood on the stage with a white fan in his hand, brushed his bangs in front of his forehead, showing clear eyebrows and a cold expression.

The opponent below stared at him, wondering what kind of dance he wanted to perform instead of using a sword?If this theme is not a quack-like performance, it will lose.

But Xing Dou couldn't deliberately admit defeat, nor could he play negatively.

The answer was quickly revealed.

Like the wind and rain, the long-term flute sounded from a distance, and the rhythm gradually became clearer and faster. The zither and the qin played in harmony, like a spark falling into dry wood, and a bright flame burst out.The leaves rustled and the birds started flying.

While breathing, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The distant and surging drums are mixed in, adding a sense of panic and excitement.

Just for a moment, this place seems to have turned into the rolling rivers and lakes of swords, lights and swords, happy grievances and enmities.

The young man holding a white fan seemed to be standing on the stage relaxed, with his back straightened and his chin raised slightly, his lips curled up, his eyes half downcast, and he looked around casually, as if he was weighing how this bloody river and lake was, and whether it was worth his tour and enjoyment .

The moment the sound of the zither and the zither came to his ears, he felt his whole body be determined, and he raised his eyes suddenly. His green eyes were deep and dark, without a trace of relaxation. He was vigilant like a lone wolf breaking into the human world. He was on guard, waiting for the right time.

The faint drumbeat seemed to be some kind of signal.

The seemingly powerless folding fan flipped between the wrists, and the moment it was thrown upwards, the black-haired boy swooped forward, raised his arms and slammed sideways, turned around and kicked his legs, and made consecutive attacks on the hidden enemy in just a few breaths. After that, quickly somersault to retreat.

He danced like a goshawk with huge wings outstretched to prey, turning and moving to show his murderous intentions, and his shots were clean and neat without dragging his feet.

The glance she glanced back was as sharp as a knife, worthy of a sword's edge.Ruoyou Ruowu's evoked smile has long since disappeared, leaving only the frozen corners of his lips revealing truth.

With just a few movements, he is as vigorous as an antelope, as swift as a leopard, with strength flowing in his breath, and danger and mystery contained within.

With one hit, the fan slowly falling from the sky came back to the front, was lightly caught by the same white hand, and was thrown sideways, as if to block the attack of the weapon.

The owner of the fan slowly raised his eyes, and there was another harmless smile that couldn't be more false.

Only this time, no one would ignore the awe-inspiring killing intent hidden in those desolate eyes.

Then, using the fan as the space and the shield, it was a set of quick and accurate combo attacks, accompanied by the big movements of turning sideways, turning over and back, and the shadow of the fan interlaced in the hands, which was extremely flexible and gorgeous.

……

"hypocrite".

Xiang Ming watched the unexpected dance in front of him in almost astonishment, his throat moved, and he felt a little thirsty unconsciously.Maybe it's nervousness, maybe it's excitement, these two similar and indistinguishable emotions don't interfere with his thoughts.

That's right, there are not only young knights who are unrestrained and reckless, but also rough and rude people in the market, and... hypocrites and real villains who come from aristocratic families with different appearances.

When they usually practice this kind of topic, they always unconsciously use their own age as the limit, and subconsciously perform that free and righteous knight.

The dance of a decent chivalrous man is magnanimous, aggressive, straightforward, and his every move is chic and neat, very handsome.The overall dance posture is also strong, powerful, and majestic.

But Xingdou's dance is generally similar in movement, but because of the use of a fan, many small movements have changed, coupled with the slightly sinister demeanor, the movements are treacherous, cautious, mysterious and unpredictable, becoming a little softer and a little shrinking.

Like a snake wandering in the dark, spit out forked letters, erect sharp pupils, sense the threats around, but do not rush to show the deadly fangs, revealing the danger.

He had a clear and bright look on his face again, his movements were fierce and fierce, and his opening and closing were full of terrifying killing intent, it was almost doubtful whether what he was looking at was an extremely terrifying existence.

However, she was also attracted by the deep and decadent beauty and the gorgeous and bewitching figure, so she could only stare at him intently, be addicted to him, and be obsessed with him.

It's like falling into a spider's web, unable to struggle at all, unable to escape.

"As expected, as expected..."

After Xiang Ming understood Xing Dou's intentions, even though he was still a little displeased that he hadn't thought of such a way, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

From other people's mouths, he has heard a lot about Xingdou's changes and experiences, the so-called strongest undefeated, the so-called amazing talent, no matter how much he hears about it, it can't compare to seeing it clearly at that moment.

He was a more dazzling guy than he imagined, he had to admit it.

Their acquaintance can be said to be a bad relationship.What's worse, this encounter only woke up one person from the ignorant and dazed world, while the other person was already feeling bored, and Shi Shiran strode away without even noticing any changes in the awakened person.

I don't know how many people stared at him in the dark with what kind of eyes, and what kind of emotions surged in their hearts.

Xiang Ming didn't forget that the guy with the blond hair and blue eyes and the guy with the pink hair who didn't look like a good guy, when they looked at him, their dissatisfaction and jealousy seemed to be different but surprisingly consistent.

What are they dissatisfied with?Jealous of what?

The situation at that time can easily infer the result—it was himself who could be seen by Xing Dou as an opponent.

This may be the fate of the chaser, until the person walking in front turns back, until he catches up and makes him admit his existence, until he can really be seen in the eyes, this resentment and unwillingness, and a trace of longing that he does not want to admit , will stop.

At this moment, Xiang Ming suddenly had a strange idea that was very inappropriate.

What did the world's last dinosaur think before it died?

Perhaps it looked at the stars that ripped through the sky, tore the earth apart, and smashed its whole world into pieces.

For such a short moment, I can't help but think this way-it's so beautiful.

……

Every second on the stage is as long as a lifetime, and every second is too fast to grasp, and it can only be passed away by it.

As a performer, the only thing I can do is to try my best to present everything about myself!

With his heart pounding, Xing Dou slowly settled on the termination action, his long body, Yu Li, with an indifferent expression, gracefully spread his fan, half covering his face.While the eyelashes trembled, sweat slipped past and fell silently.

"It's over." The music stopped immediately, Xing Dou put away his folding fan, and walked off the stage.

In order to avoid colliding with Xiang Ming this time, he decided to dance this dance in a completely different way from the very beginning.Xiang Ming's strength should not be underestimated. This righteous chivalrous style is subtly compatible with himself. If he does the same moves head-on, the possibility of losing is high.

In contrast, dancing different styles of dance will bring a sense of novelty, and it will be more competitive. Although it is slightly difficult to control the difficulty, it is worth fighting for.

Xiang Ming stood in front of the AI ​​console, checked the captured video, and nodded for a while: "There is no problem with the shooting, I can do it here, do you want to change the angle?"

"No, that's fine." Xing Dou leaned over to take a look, and felt that the shot was not bad, "Take care of the face and upload it to the competition section." The competition section is open for students to compete with each other, and the traffic is usually quite high. It is used as a voting area very suitable.

Xiang Ming operated according to the words, covering up the things on the two people that might reveal their identities, and paused when he was about to deal with the face: "If the face is completely covered, the perception of the performance will be compromised, and blurring is more appropriate."

This kind of close-up shooting also includes close-up videos. Expressions and movements are a complete set of performances. Losing one side does affect the effect.For example, the momentum and contrast that Xing Dou deliberately created with his eyes.

Blur processing is to use AI face-changing technology to adjust the details of the face so that it looks somewhat similar to the original one, but it is a completely different person if you look closely.

"It's up to you." Xing Dou felt that whether he covered his face or not covered his face, he couldn't tell the difference quickly.

"Today is only one match, where will we compete tomorrow?" He pondered whether to prepare for tomorrow in advance.

"Tomorrow is here too, and so is the time."

Xing Dou let out a "hmm", rested by the table, opened the school forum, and confirmed that their video had been sent.It's just that in the competition section where there are new tricks and new competitions every day, they are not celebrities or seniors, like leaves floating on the water, not noticed by many people.

This is not surprising.Even in a game-like world, there won't always be people in the world watching their every move.

But there are exceptions.

"Student Xiang Ming, what are you looking at? Is there something stuck on my face?" The cold voice came, and Xingdou frowned and glanced at the person who had been staring at him.

From the very beginning, this guy's line of sight was undisguised.

"..." The captured person was silent for a moment, turned his head away, and looked at his own virtual screen.

Xing Dou made sure he looked away and didn't care about it. He turned on the connection on his ears and listened to the song he was going to sing tomorrow.

However, after a while, the familiar fiery gaze came again.

This time, as soon as he showed that he wanted to say something, the person next to him pretended to look away, as if he was not staring at him.

... Is Xiang Ming's brain broken?After Yang Yu and the others got the virus, Xiang Ming also behaved abnormally?

Could this be a large virus invasion?Specially change the personalities of popular characters and distort their behavior patterns?This is a big crisis. I don't know if there is a repair plan for the system, otherwise if it affects the operation of the game, it may affect the whole world.

Xing Dou was speechless while trying to analyze the truth of this abnormal situation.

Of course, it was impossible for him to believe that Xiang Ming always looked at him just because he wanted to see him for such a creepy reason.

They are not mortal enemies, but they are by no means such a gentle relationship.Star Dou thinks so.

"Student Xiang Ming." Out of humanitarianism, he still spoke.

"What do you want to say?" As if there is no silver 300 taels here, Xiang Ming turned his face away from him, "Now that you realize the difference in strength, do you want to take the initiative to admit defeat?"

"No." Xing Dou listened to this nonsense, his eyes brought some sympathy, "I want to say... If you feel that your behavior is out of control, you can talk to your teacher." Most of the time the game AI does not interfere with the character's behavior , but if the character is sick as a message, it will probably take a second look.

"...You!" Feeling sick from being ridiculed, Xiang Ming glared at him fiercely, "You'd better pray that your luck is as good as before, or if you lose, I will definitely prepare the best way' Treat you well."

Seeing his distraught appearance, Xing Dou didn't quite understand the reason, and blinked, feeling a little bit of emotion in his heart - even a five star, there are a lot of troubles to face.

"Student Xiang Ming, avoiding illness and avoiding medical treatment. Avoiding it won't solve the problem." Xingdou opened the game forum, wanting to see if the official solution was given, and his tone was a little sincere.

Enraged again by this sincerely caring tone, Xiang Ming frowned, as if furious, and sarcastically said: "If I am sick, the only sickness is only related to you! Why, you want to help me treat it?" ?"

Xingdou's movement of sliding the screen paused.

When Xiang Ming realized that he had accidentally said something and was panicking about making amends, the black-haired boy gave him a calm and compassionate look.

"Student Xiang Ming, do you have a fever?"

"..." The blue-haired boy deflated in an instant like a balloon that had been pricked.

Dark Jin's eyes were heavy, and his tone dropped several degrees. He called out his opponent's name again: "Xing Dou."

"?"

"You really need to work hard, don't, don't fall into my hands. Otherwise..."

Xiang Ming stopped talking and pulled the corner of his mouth: "I will try to break you."