One-star idol counterattack plan

"Under what circumstances would a person gamble without hesitation on a game where the loss rate is much higher than the winning rate?"

After explaining to Yi Xin about the upcoming match against Xiang Ming, Xing Dou asked this question very abruptly.

"Hmm." During this period of time, the manager, who was busy sorting out the data and planning a new training form, stopped writing, put her fingertips on her chin and thought for a while, as if she felt that it was difficult to answer, she subconsciously frowned.

"In my opinion..." After a while, she hesitated and said, "Either she was too brave, or... she was too scared."

"Are you scared?"

"Well, losing is terrible, but for the desperate person, there are things more terrible than losing." The girl with bright eyes said, "So even if you want to lose, you can't escape."

The air froze for a moment, and there seemed to be tiny dust floating under the golden sunlight, shining on the two people who were looking at each other silently, leaving some time-broken silence.

So the black-haired boy was silent for a moment, looked away, and let out a barely audible "hmm".

The girl didn't notice anything unusual, and threw herself into her work again, and the topic ended there.

……

Compared to before, in fact, Xing Dou can vaguely sense that the outcome of this competition is not guaranteed.

In the first dance, he and Xiang Ming each had their own strengths and weaknesses, and the outcome depended on the preferences of the majority of the audience.He was relieved by the results of the second day, and in the end he still beat Xiang Ming by a not-so-obvious gap.

In the second concert, even if he was not reconciled, he had to admit that Xiang Ming was superior in terms of strength.His basic skills are really not enough to win.So it was no surprise that we lost in the end that day.

After one win and one loss, the key to this bet fell on the third game.

The third game is not so much a test of skills, but a test of on-the-spot performance.

In street road shows, the level of performance is of course very important, but what is more important is to mobilize the emotions of the audience, so that the audience can be fully attracted by the music and stop for it.

Because the scene on the street is different from the grand auditorium, it has a sense of life and casualness. The elegant atmosphere of art will be weakened in such an occasion that is not suitable for quiet listening. The audience also prefers popular art and forms without thresholds.

I don't know what kind of consideration Xiang Ming chose to play on the street, but for Xing Dou, there is a chance to slightly bridge the gap between the two.

In terms of his proficiency in musical instruments, he probably couldn't beat Xiang Ming, who had been practicing since he was a child.

But when it comes to the ability to attract an audience, that's a different field.

Each according to their own ability.

The time of their competition this time is different from the previous two days. If it is in the evening, there may not be many pedestrians in the park, and the desired effect cannot be achieved.So after much thought, the time was changed to around two o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly, and it was generously sprinkled on the people passing by.The tall and green bushes seem to have been carefully outlined with bright corners, and a few gray-white birds scurry through the forest, jumping and pecking at something.The gorgeous light and color reflect the gentle and quiet beauty of the park made of white stones.The laughter of children playing and playing came from afar, so hazy that it seemed like an illusion.

Xing Dou got out of the car with the violin, and when he looked up, he saw the tall white clock tower in the distance, like a silent listener, silently looking down at the shrouded street below.

"As a stage, isn't it pretty good?" A familiar voice sounded from the side.Changed into casual clothes, Xiang Ming carried a huge box on his back, as if he had been waiting for a long time, with a slightly ostentatious tone.

"It's okay." Xing Dou nodded, noncommittal, turned his gaze, and scanned the park, trying to find a suitable location.It can neither disturb others passing by, but also be enough to attract people's attention.

It was within Xiang Ming's expectation that he didn't get more praise. After all, the person he was facing was not some follower in the class who would only pursue him, but a difficult and indifferent guy who was as changeable and ruthless as a cat.

"The official start will be 15 minutes later. At that time, it is enough to turn on the AI ​​​​tracking data function." He also put himself into the game, turned around after looking for a place, and did not forget to remind the rules of this round while looking for the place.

AI will help record the number of people they each attract, and then give a scoring conclusion after fuzzy processing, and there is no need for them to compare one by one.

"I know." Xing Dou took a fancy to a place very close to the fountain, took steps, and it didn't take long to confirm the location.

Not knowing what he was thinking, Xiang Ming went around and finally chose a position directly opposite Xing Dou. The two of them could see each other's performance as soon as they looked up, and at the same time narrowed the field of competition.

Is it to face the attack directly, or to highlight the gap?

Xing Dou looked at Xiang Ming, didn't chase him away, but squatted down halfway, opened the piano case, carefully took out his violin and bow, confirmed that there was no problem, and slowly settled into a posture.On the other side, Xiang Ming took out a larger piano, sat down, tuned it, and got ready as well.

Pedestrians passing by have already listened to their footsteps in twos and threes, looking at the two young men with curiosity in their eyes.

Young people with good looks and straight posture attract attention everywhere.

The park has always been popular with artists and musicians, and every now and then someone comes to either paint or play an instrument.Occasionally, there will be a show by a skilled magician, and the children are always looking forward to that.Some people who came here often saw the strange teenagers coming with musical instruments, and immediately understood their purpose.Some people even looked for a good location early and waited for the show to start, like a real connoisseur.

"Start tracking." After the plain command sound, the two started to move.

The sound of the violin pouring down like silk fell smoothly, and the slender white fingers combined with the arms, gently sliding out of the jumping tone, the slow voice rose melodiously, and instantly switched to a passionate and joyful music.

Like a bard dancing with the wind, when he laughs wantonly, the music he plays casually is full of free breathing and free cheers.

The similar but more melancholy voice of the cello on the opposite side slowly sounded.

Unexpectedly, the atmosphere is heavy and depressing, as if the gray-blue sea is pouring down under the dark clouds, which makes people hear some uneasy warnings.

Compared with the two, it is natural that positive emotions are more attractive.Most of the people who come out to play don't go out to find happiness for themselves, but want to relax a little and feel the beauty and happiness of the outside world.

So soon a lot of people gathered in front of Xing Dou. Compared with the sparse crowd at Xiang Ming's side, it seemed that the outcome was decided.

But at the next moment, the Shen Shen voice that had been lingering in his ears changed his tune as if showing off skills, as if a powerful sky light rose to the highest point, breaking through the dark clouds with irresistible force, revealing a clear golden light and The holy sound, the surging power and the rhythm of accelerating heartbeat were vividly displayed in this short moment, which immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

Turn defeat into victory, live to death.

It has always been a show that audiences love.

The movements of Xing Dou's hands slowed down for a second, and he continued to draw his bow as if nothing had happened.The more heart-pounding sound in the ears passed through the eardrum, knocked on the heart, and trembled with unwilling echoes.

A tiny bit of viscous jealousy surged in the heart of the young man who lowered his eyelashes and only revealed a trace of green light.

Occasionally, there would be such a sad longing, thinking that it would be nice if that person was him, if only he was the one who performed such a repertoire.

But reality will never give such an if.

People's humbleness and greed can't help eating away at the heart, revealing the gully called the gap.

At some point, the music of Xingdou brought some shallow melancholy, like the melancholy of a withered yellow leaf slowly falling in a river that was rushing tirelessly.

The quiet and imperceptible melancholy sometimes attracts the attention of those with delicate feelings.

On the other side, Xiang Ming, who was gradually attracting more people, put all his heart and soul into playing the piano, but he didn't pay attention to the sound he made, and only felt the peace and joy brought by the person opposite.

He had never looked at a person so seriously before, but once in a while, he couldn't control it, and was a little obsessed with this feeling.

When the stars are shining in the sun, his heart will also flourish, as if there is a fragile green shoot, which stretches its leaves under the sunlight, bringing a comfortable softness.

Fantastic, but not annoying.

All the things in the past can't be remembered for a moment, and some resistance and disgust are forgotten for a moment. He seems to have a deep understanding of the charm of the so-called idol.

Just like at this moment, the world is floating.

The melody that came out from his subordinates also became more and more beautiful.

"The sound of music is the sound of the soul, and emotions will flow out involuntarily." A certain ghost composer said, commenting on the behavior of the two teenagers, "There is nothing more sincere and moving than the sound of the soul."

As the sun sets, pedestrians come and go, and many people still stop for the two performers, listening to their wonderful songs, until the agreed moment arrives, and the music gradually stops like a stream of smoke.

The applause sounded dull, converging into tidal waves.The audience who met by chance smiled and encouraged: "The performance is great! If there is a concert, you must tell us, we will definitely go to support it!"

It seems that at this moment they have all become sincere fans.

Hearing this, the black-haired boy blushed slightly and whispered thanks.

The other one with azure hair was much calmer, bowed calmly, and packed up the piano.

Seeing the crowd disperse, Xing Dou put away the piano, breathed calmly, looked at Xiang Ming from a distance, and saw a similar fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Come and count at the same time." Xiang Ming turned on the counting screen, walked in two or three steps, raised his chin slightly, faintly confident.

Xing Dou nodded, glanced at the numbers, and clenched his fingertips, there was no abnormality on his face.

"Three, two, one."

"620 three."

One cold, one arrogant, overlapping voices spit out the same number.

The two were stunned at the same time, and then reacted, showing the AI ​​data to each other, and let each other confirm that it was not a lie.

...almost.

Staring at the number, Xing Dou felt a chill behind his back and felt a little bit of danger, no matter whether he lost or won, he was only a little bit close.

Sure enough, this time is still too risky, and we need to strengthen training in this area after returning.

And also consider the possibility of the players seeing the game, they have never liked themselves, this time it might be a good excuse to mock him.I don't know if it will affect the follow-up plot...

"It's actually a tie?" Xiang Ming looked at the number several times, muttered something, looked at Xing Dou's calm and thoughtful expression, remembered something, frowned, and hesitated to speak.

After a while, he showed a slightly strange resolute expression.

"Cough." Xiang Ming made a noise on purpose, but Xing Dou ignored it.He coughed several times but it didn't work. The person he wanted to call seemed to be blocked, and the signal was not good, and he couldn't receive any hints.

"Xingdou!" Xiang Ming couldn't take it anymore, and called out his name before people turned their heads.

Facing the puzzled gaze, the blue-haired young man pursed his lips, looked away, and looked into the distance. A few words of unknown meaning came out of his mouth: "I...the audience...lose...win."

Xing Dou didn't hear what he said clearly, and speculated from the few words: "You want to say that we are the same as the audience, there is no win or loss, is it a draw?"

"That's not what I meant." Xiang Ming's face was tangled and irritable, and his eyebrows were about to twist into twists, "I mean...you...listen...win." The second half of the sentence still disappeared for no reason.

"...What do you want to say?" Xing Dou didn't understand what else he wanted to do at this time, the outcome has already been decided, so there can be no surprises, right?

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Xiang Ming gritted his teeth, looked over with evasive golden eyes, and finally raised his voice: "I said, your data is wrong! You won! This game is still yours! It's not a loss! "

"You..." Xing Dou was about to be surprised by these words, when he heard the next extremely difficult words that seemed to be forced out of his teeth.

"Because..." The voice seemed to be lacking in confidence, and inexplicably weakened, "I am also your audience. I have been listening to your piano sound very clearly and for a long time."

"So you win."

This sentence sounds like a kind of comfort, it is unbelievably gentle, it is not like what Xiang Minghui said at all.

Strange fellow, speaks strange words, and untouchable victory is offered to him.

Also make up a lie that has been heard like this.

The too dazzling red light was projected from under the building next to it, dividing the slightly unwilling handsome face of the person in front of him into several pieces like a picture scroll, dark and unpredictable, with an unclear expression, but it did not cover the reddish color of the ears.

Xing Dou raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked around at him, as if he was watching Godzilla appearing suddenly, with a little surprise in his curiosity, he looked at Xiang Ming until he felt uncomfortable, wishing to leave immediately.

But his dignity did not allow him to do such a shameful thing, so he stood in a stalemate here, not retreating a step, and said: "You won, so you can make a request, let's say yes first, I won't do it for you It's a dog... Hey, what are you doing!"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the guy who took two steps back like an offended girl covered his forehead and looked at the culprit in surprise.

Withdrawing the hand that had just been placed on the man's forehead, Xing Dou thought deeply: "It doesn't look like you have a fever, so what made you lose your mind? Did you eat too much? Or didn't eat anything..."

"You bastard!" Realizing what Xing Dou was thinking, Xiang Ming suddenly felt frustrated and angry, "What do you want to do now? If you win, just say your request, and you will provoke again." I don't promise to show mercy."

"What nonsense are you talking about." The words were cut off firmly.

The dark-haired boy's eyes were calm, and his tone was normal: "I don't need to sympathize with the victory given. Victory and defeat are pure things, and you can't deceive others, let alone your own heart, so you don't have to be so kind."

He raised one corner of his mouth slightly: "Besides, you're not the only one listening, I'm listening too. This round is a real draw."

Xing Dou is not the kind of person who has to rely on self-deception to survive, and he has long been mentally prepared that he may be caught up one day, although this step of preparation seems helpless and a little heavy.

The victory or defeat at this moment may not be strong enough, but it is enough to remind and serve as a warning.

At this time, facing one's own victory or defeat calmly is the only way to continue walking, even if you have to try your best to ignore the dark shadow that casts on your heart for a moment, even if you have to admit the facts you don't want to know.

"Congratulations, student Xiang Ming, you can tell me what you want to do. After all, I am also curious about it."

"Me?" Xiang Ming seemed to be dumbfounded, and opened his mouth blankly.

For a moment, he thought reflexively.

——Then this time, can Xing Dou be his dog?