One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    After the performances of the four classes ended, within half an hour, the votes were counted.

    The class leaders of each class led their students, standing on the wide stage, quietly waiting for the result of the counting system to announce the results, with a calm and indifferent face.

    It's just that most of the students are completely opposite, and their anxiety and anxiety are almost overflowing, and they can't wait to perform directly.

    Anmus had no expression, and his viciousness suddenly increased.

    Even Xingdou, who has always been calm and calm, stood in the team silently.

    Wen Lun did not stare at Xingdou, and bowed his head quietly.

    Yang Yu, who couldn't sit still, started to panic, and his legs were trembling faintly. The more he thought about their stage, the more he wondered if his performance was bad, if it was a drag on the team, if it caused them to lose...

    The mess of worries mixed together, making Yang Yu even think about the gesture of intercession if he loses later.

    In such an irritating atmosphere, the big screen in front of me suddenly lit up, and people couldn't help squinting.

    The ranking of four classes from high to low appears in front of you.

    Xingdou saw the big A in the first place, followed by B, C, D.

    They won?

    It's not a fantasy in a dream, it's not an illusion he imagined, they won?

    It wasn't until the cheering applause from the audience broke out and the other students in Class A burst into cheers that Xingdou was slow to confirm that this was true, and they won their first game.

    The black-haired boy slowly fluttered his eyelashes, as if the machine that had finished processing the information started to run, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, the arc became bigger and bigger, and finally he showed a rare bright smile .

    "Win ah ah ah!" At this moment, Yang Yu hadn't recovered from the excitement brought by turning worry into joy, turned around excitedly and grabbed everyone next to him and repeated this sentence words, trying to share the emotions of the moment.

    Anmus was grabbed, but did not break free, but replied with a cheerful expression: "Yes, we won." The tone was extremely proud.

    So Yang Yu left satisfied, and grabbed another person, most of whom got the same happy and excited answer.

    It wasn't until he got in front of the star bucket that he was like a machine without oil, and his movements stopped sluggishly.

    "Hey hey, we won." A classmate stared at their C-seat and patted him on the shoulder subconsciously, "What's the matter, are you unhappy?"

    He subconsciously followed Yang Yu's line of sight, but only saw the black-haired boy who turned around, and didn't understand why Yang Yu was in a daze.

    "No." The blond, blue-eyed boy shook his head and smiled brightly again, "I just sincerely think that it's great to win."

    That one is like a star with its own air-conditioning and anti-bone, and it turns out that he can laugh so simply and quietly.

    For some reason, Yang Yu felt that he seemed to be a little closer to the person who was a thousand miles away, and he felt a little joy in his heart.

    In contrast to their cheers, the atmosphere of the other three classes was not very good, as if shrouded in a heavy mist, loss, unwillingness, remorse... all belong to the pain of the losers.

    Even if the class instructors have provided guidance and encouragement, they cannot completely eliminate these influences. They can only reluctantly cheer up the students. For deeper problems, they will have to wait for time to recover.

    He is all too familiar with that kind of scene, so he knows best that if he is so beaten in the first game that he does not dare to stand up, the subsequent games will not be great.

    For his present purposes, this is the best situation.

    Perhaps it was the hypocrisy of the mournful rabbit and the fox. He actually expected them to summon up the courage and try their best to compete, instead of being so dead.

    But what should he do at this time?

    Just as Xingdou was thinking, they had successfully completed the final curtain call, bowed earnestly to the audience under the stage, and stepped back to the backstage after the curtain fell.

    The teams of the four classes were in the passageway that could not accommodate everyone, so they could only break up and advance, - time, people and shadows, unable to distinguish between enemy and me.

    Xingdou confirmed the direction down, and before taking a few steps, he felt two burning gazes coming from behind.

    It doesn't seem to be his familiar gaze, but a warmer, more…

    Before Xingdou could react, she was pulled by a force and pulled into a dark corner.

    Then - left - right, two more hands suddenly wrapped around his arms and legs, making him unable to move.

    "Oh, look what I caught?" A slightly familiar young voice came, with a bit of ridicule and vague anger, "Why is it so like the little rabbit I lost a few days ago?"

    The person on the other side responded with a similar voice: "Wrong, this is not a rabbit, it is a sly little fox with black and shiny fur."

    The silver-haired twins brought their faces close, the same light flashed in the eyes of different colors, you-speaking and I-speaking.

    "I didn't expect that, ah, I didn't expect that a good-looking rabbit turned into a fox, and also deceived the care of well-meaning people."

    "I can't guess, I can't guess, the fake little liar turned around and became a competitor in the next class."

    "The unruly rabbit will be punished."

    "The bad fox will be turned into a scarf."

    The two met the frequency again, and tacitly spit out the last sentence: "Are you a rabbit? Or a fox?"

    "..." Although Xingdou thought about the exposed problem, it was obviously not at this moment.

    Besides, there is no evidence or video of this incident. As long as he doesn't admit it, they can't do anything to him.

    I saw the black-haired boy unhurried, Shencui's eyes flutteringly swept over the two, and spit out cold words: "Can you let me go? stop."

    In this way - the appearance of the vice-dead refusing to admit it and being extraordinarily calm, immediately ignited the twins' anger since they discovered this.

    —Starting to watch the stage of Class A, Makiyama Yusuke and Yusuke only thought that the death **** looked good, as if they had seen it somewhere, but after all, the stage is far away, so they are not sure, just put this piece Note down.

    But when the results were announced so close, you could see something strange if you looked closely—this guy, besides the color of his hair and eyes, isn't it Tong Heyu?

    Tong Heyu, who claims to be a general subject and has the dream of being a composer, how could he appear on the stage of class A? Think about it and get the answer - they were deceived, and they were completely deceived by this undercover agent.

    It's not suitable to show this on stage, so they looked at each other, waited for the opportunity, and caught this guy who didn't even tell his real name at this moment.

    I originally wanted to make fun of it - let's forget it, after all, to be honest, they didn't have any big losses, and the loss this time was not a problem of intelligence leakage, but more importantly, lack of strength.

    But the unconcerned expression of the black-haired boy made the twins, who have always been soft and not hard, really angry.

    Yusuke rolled his eyes, and a strange word popped out of his mouth: "'Tong Heyu', you are from Class A, right? I heard that your assistant class leader is Feng Xuesong?"

    Xingdou didn't answer, thinking about how to get rid of these two. His personal strength is probably not enough to get these two people off. If he forcibly breaks free, it will cause injury and will be detrimental to the game. He didn't want to lose for that reason.

    But Yusuke didn't seem to need him to answer, and he continued: "You know that the next game is related to acting. If you guess correctly, he will definitely give you special training."

    So?

    Xingdou's eyebrows didn't move, and he looked at him quietly.

    "Feng Xuesong has a habit, you know?" Yusuke understood his brother's meaning and continued, "He hates people who are unruly and reckless under his watch."

    The silver-haired twins opened the virtual screen and grinned at him in unison, revealing pointed tiger teeth on the left and right.

    "..." The black-haired boy was silent for a while, then frowned, "What do you want to do?"

    The words and expressions didn't look like something good was waiting.

    "It's nothing." The silver-haired and blue-eyed boy blinked, innocently, "First make a mark for my rabbit so that he can remember his mistakes. Then ask him if he wants to be good. ."

    After finishing speaking, he took a bite, and was dodged by Xingdou who had been prepared for a long time. He didn't bite his original target.

    Looking up and seeing, the black-haired boy who was originally trapped by them took advantage of his slack, broke free and stood beside, looking at them both coldly.

    "What did you say? Who's not good?"

    At that moment, the twins felt the familiar pressure and fear, and couldn't help shaking hands with their brother.

    Okay, I seem to have messed up too much, Jing Liu save us!

    Unfortunately, the only savior is not here, and even if he comes, he will not be able to save the dead.

    After a short fifteen minutes, the gray-faced twins sat upright, not daring to look up at the condescending black-haired boy in front of them.

    "For the sake of you don't have a real video, I'll be here this time and let you guys go." Xing Dou put his arms around his chest and said in a flat tone, "I'm not a 'Tong Heyu', You are mistaken."

    "I am not a rabbit, nor a fox, but a hunter of prey. Like you, I am a rabbit."

    "If there is another time, I don't think you will want to know what happens to the rabbit I caught."

    Speaking, he grinned, bowed his head and smiled, his eyes were covered with black hair, and his cold white skin and red lips carried an eerie threat.

    The twins were frightened, hugged, and nodded.

    Seeing that things were almost handled, Xingdou turned around and wanted to leave. When passing another corner, he stopped a little and sneered: "Why, after watching the play for so long, can't you come out? Or say, Want me to invite you?"

    The last sentence carries a threat like a snake spitting out a letter.

    The person in the corner was stunned for a while, obviously not expecting to be discovered, but also knew that it was not the time to hide, so they had to step out.

    Xing Dou was surprised when he saw the person who came here—in an instant, he did find someone else here, but he didn’t expect it to be this guy—azure hair was unruly, dark gold eyes didn’t dare to talk to him Looking straight, lips pursed.

    From the posture of turning her head, she is embarrassed.

    "It's you again." Xing Dou raised his eyebrows, quite strange, "It doesn't look like he's passing by by chance, what are you doing here? First of all, I have nothing to tell you, So you're not here to find me, are you?"

    In his heart, Xiang Ming really has little to do with him, and there is nothing to say.

     But when Xiang Ming heard this, he only felt that something was stabbed in his heart, and he was poured into icy cold water, which was dark and painful.

    Now he can't say anything, he just noticed that Star Dou was gone, and subconsciously came to find such words.

    After all, why did he pay so much attention to this bastard, like this guy said, it wasn't necessary from the beginning, wasn't it?

    “…”

    Seeing that he was silent, Xing Dou guessed that it really had nothing to do with him, and he didn't bother to care about it, and said: "If you talk about what happened here, you won't have good fruit to eat, I advise you Better keep your mouth shut."

    Going soon.

    But the twins remembered something again and shouted two sentences in a row:

    "Wait, you've been playing with us for so long that you don't even want to say your name?"

    "Sign up if you're a man!"

    The black-haired boy stopped and turned around, as if he was bored, and gave his name indifferently: "Xingdou. I am Xingdou, - there are countless stars in the river, and the sky - the moon falls into the forest. star."

    "But I prefer the most direct meaning."

    The man's deep green eyes flashed an ambitious light: "It's a star, so I'm in the sky that everyone has to look up to, and the stars should shine at all times. ."

    "No one can stop me."

    After he finished speaking, he didn't look at the reaction of the three and left calmly.

    "...Xingdou." Xiang Ming read the name over and over, his expression dazed.

    He didn't expect to get a name at such a time, nor did he expect to meet on such an occasion.

    But when he said this name, it always felt like a stone with a hot mouth in it, so he couldn't wait, and he said it without even thinking about it.

    The twins responded directly, chatting and discussing: "What, it's not a great name, and it's shameless to use other people's names to deceive people."

     "That's right, the punch you just hit was lighter than mine, so annoying! Why!"

    "What, you want to say this, the mark he gave you is not more beautiful, the mark on my side is ugly."

    The two quarreled unknowingly, but there was a rustling sound in the forest.

    Just as they looked on guard, they slowly walked out from there—a pink-haired boy.

    "Why am I disturbing you?" Wen Lun said to the twins with a slight smile, "Don't worry, I'm just passing by."

    The twins glanced at the bushes and shouted disdainfully: Who believes! It was just eavesdropping!

    However, Wen Lun didn't come out for them, and naturally he wouldn't care about their thoughts.

    He walked straight towards the azure-haired youth, his eyes became colder, and his smile remained the same: "I have admired the name for a long time, classmate Xiang Ming."

    "Who are you?" Xiang Ming glanced at him, returning to a state of arrogance and indifference.

    "This is not important now." Wen Lun shook his head and pointed to the direction Xingdou left, "The important thing is about Xingdou."

    "What do you want to say?" Xiang Ming's heart moved, he wanted to say that it had nothing to do with him, but he suppressed it.

    "It's nothing, I'm just here to persuade." The pink-haired boy smiled gently, as if he was kind.

    "Xing Dou is never satisfied, always upwards, always bowing his head humbly, so people can't take their eyes off him."

    "But he never looked back, nor did he notice how many people were bewitched by his light, clumsily chasing after him."

    "For a guy like you, it's better to break your mind sooner."

    The faint red light in Wen Lun's eyes appeared again: "Otherwise, it will make people angry, right?"