One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

Chapter 40:

The huge golden stage, the crimson heavy curtain slowly rose.

, like a bird running freely to the world, every move is smart and beautiful.

Move away from her.

No one can deny her beauty and charm, just as no one can deny the beauty of roses and moon.

It was a stunning beauty—Salome, who seemed to be shaped by gorgeous roses, distant moonlight, and unpredictable flowing water.

Xing Dou was just like everyone else for a moment, hit by such a prominent and pure beauty, he couldn't take his eyes away at all, he could only follow the figure. Seeing that she seduced one youth after another without caring, even her stepfather was moved by her, but he never stopped for anyone.

That is Wilde's Salome - a woman full of intense beauty, **** and love.

You must know that in this era, in order to allow all audiences under the stage to better appreciate the drama, a virtual screen can be raised on the seat of each audience. The performance of the actors on the stage is shown without any dead ends.

If there is a slight omission or mistake, it will be magnified thousands of times and presented to the audience, greatly reducing the performance effect.

Being able to stand on a stage with such a low fault tolerance rate and maintain a good reputation for many performances is the best proof of the strength of the troupe.

This drama is definitely worth watching today!

"Xingdou, you've been watching that Salome actor." The pink-haired boy sat next to him and whispered, "She's beautiful?"

We have exchanged communication numbers and can communicate directly on the virtual screen. Xing Dou didn't understand why this person insisted on talking in his ear, feeling a subtle discomfort.

He moved away, distanced himself, rubbed his ears, and said indifferently, "If it's not beautiful, it's not Salome."

"If there is only beauty on the outside, what is Salome." Another person's disdainful voice came from the other end, his arms crossed his chest with a cold expression.

The speaker's azure hair was illuminated by the light, and the dark golden eyes did not turn in their direction, it seemed that he was just refuting.

The fingers under his earlobe made him shudder in shock.

The tactile sensation one after the other, two in succession, before Xingdou shrank back and forth, he immediately pulled up the hood to cover the back of his head, and sat forward for a while before turning his head and staring The two people behind him were lying on his seat, blinking eyes of different colors.

Seems to see the questioning in his eyes, the silver-haired blue-eyed one has an innocent face: "I just saw that this place suddenly turned red, a little curious..."

The silver-haired and red-eyed man nodded in agreement: "It looks interesting, I just want to touch it."

"Yes, sorry..."

The shadow of yesterday's beating appeared in the twins' minds at the same time, they stiffened, did not look at each other, did not talk, and quietly retreated to the back seats at the same time, like two people hugging together Quail.

Wen Lun, who had been on the sidelines, chuckled inexplicably and seemed to be in a good mood.

Even Xiang Ming, who was separated by some distance, glanced at him and said no more.

Xing Dou didn't see the brain circuits of these people, so he didn't care when the twins settled down. In his opinion, although the drama is perfect and the actors' acting skills are superb, the environment is a bit poor.

Students like Wen Lun who are supervised by teachers can get tickets for the performance, so it is not impossible for others to gain knowledge and prepare for the next game through the teacher's tickets.

I just didn't expect such a big venue, the few of them who were fairly acquainted would come together in this small place.

Because I got the ticket from Wen Lun, it is not surprising that I will sit near him. But the other five-stars also happened to be here by accident, which seemed a bit deliberate.

The only reasonable explanation for this situation is the official plot arrangement.

This play will probably give them some experience, let them learn some skills of interpretation, and become a key or important part in the next game.

This conjecture instantly shocked Xingdou, and decided to watch the show more attentively, at least not lose to them what they learned.

Under his expectation, the short break ended and the stage for the next scene gradually unfolded.

The beautiful and moving Salome easily fascinated everyone at the banquet. The light and admiration, love and pursuit here belong to her, which sets off that unique charm to be brighter.

Of course, it also includes the coveted king and the tough knight commander. The brave and fearless knight commander was deeply impressed by the girl in red at the first sight.

But the girl doesn't care about them. She knows her beauty and understands the inferiority of these men. She doesn't love them, and she doesn't want to bow down for them.

The princess who was fascinated by everyone and poured into love lightly opened her red lips and spit out sarcastic words:

"How comfortable it is to see the moonlight! She is like a small piece of money, you would think she was a little silver flower. The moon is cold and chaste, I am sure she is a virgin. She is a A virgin, with the beauty of a virgin...never defiled or committed to a man like other goddesses."

However, the fall of love is as elusive as storm and time.

Inadvertently passing by the edge, Salome heard a man's cold reprimand. His voice was majestic and powerful, like a lofty mountain, like a solid ground, and with a thunderous wakefulness. It was a voice she had never heard before, a word she had never known, and it instantly aroused the curiosity of this beautiful girl.

"Who is this?" Salome's voice was soft and soft, and her eyes lit up.

"The Prophet, Princess."

"Why is he locked up here?"

"This is a sinner who has offended the king and queen, and the king will not let him go."

The accustomed princess became interested and wanted to see the prophet who had spoken rudely to her stepfather and mother, to see what he looked like.

The soldiers blocked her in every possible way, and Salome turned her gaze to the passing knight commander.

"You'll do it for me, won't you? Tomorrow, as my palanquin crosses the bridge, I'll look at you through the veil and I'll smile at you. You'll help me, I I know... you'd love to help me."

The girl did not show a seductive sweetness, but was confident and confident, as if telling a certain truth.

The moving eyes were filled with the figure of the knight commander.

The tall knight commander looked at her, clenched the hilt of his sword for a while, and ordered the soldier: "Let the prophet come out... The princess will see him."

At the end of such a slightly helpless order, this scene also came to an end.

Xingdou didn't blink until the scene was over, turned his head embarrassedly, and swiped the virtual screen as if nothing had happened.

The too wonderful performance made it impossible for him to be a bystander and study the skills under these acting skills carefully.

With the attitude of learning, it has become the result of play. Xing Dou felt a little guilty and guilty.

"Xingdou, you should know the next plot?" Wen Lun started chatting again, and chose a topic that was indeed of interest to the Xingdou Club, "The next scene of Salome must be well grasped, the difficulty is It's very tall. If you perform too much, you will appear ignorant, and if you perform too shallowly, you will appear abrupt."

Seeing the black-haired boy turn his head slightly, as if listening, a smile appeared on his face, just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a somewhat familiar cold voice.

"Compared to Salome, the prophet John in the next scene is the focus of the performance." Xiang Ming is still indifferent, "John's steadfastness and purity can set off Salome's The performance is natural and the plot logic is smooth.”

Wen Lun's smile faded, and her tone was alienated: "This classmate, it is very impolite to interrupt others' words at will. When I talk to my friends, I hope you don't talk too much."

"No, we are not friends." Xing Dou's eyes did not blink, and the relationship was directly cleaned up. The pink-haired boy pursed his lips for a moment, and his expression soon returned to peace.

Xiang Ming unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and raised his tone: "I just don't want some people who don't know how to mislead others."

"Please speak up, but I hope you don't speak up until then."

The two were able to quarrel this time with three people apart, and Xing Dou couldn't agree.

But at the moment, it is a little disturbing to others not to say, the two people next to him glance at them, gossip and exploration are written on their faces, even if he doesn't want to care, he can't stand by.

discourse.

"No more noise, I'll call the robot guard." Xing Dou sent a message to the two with a blank expression, and he was relieved to see that they were unwilling to calm down.

At this time, the whispered discussion between the two people at the back became clear: "I think the red dress looks good, and the cold white skin is more suitable for red."

"No, I support black skirts, black and white contrast is the most classic!"

The twins seem to be discussing Salome's dress, which at first blush seems fine until they both quarrel and spit out their names.

"Yusuke, you don't know what fashion is! For example, Xingdou's skin color, of course red looks good!"

"You don't know anything at all, black is the best! Black skirt and white skin are the best partner!"

“…” Xing Dou felt that his fist was about to move, but he also cared about the occasion. He was silent for a moment, and directly chose the most useful method. Pressing the soundproof button, the two of them were also muted. Noisy interference, only secretly grinding teeth.

Okay, red skirt and black skirt, I will definitely arrange it for you.

Just as he was thinking about revenge, the next scene started slowly.

Salome met the prophet in the water prison and fell in love at first sight.

She seemed to be talking to the knight commander about the prophet's appearance, but she kept pouring out praise: "His eyes are terrible! Like a torch burning in the dark, a dragon The abyss, the strange lake in the moonlight... He is like a white ivory statue, I am sure that he is as chaste as the moonlight, like a silver arrow. I would like to go and see."

The young knight commander tried his best to stop him: "No! Don't go there, princess." There was panic in the tangled expression.

However, the princess didn't hear anything, she walked straight, looked at John the Prophet, and introduced herself.

But what was even more surprising was the attitude of the prophet, he frowned and tightened his jaw, in a state of solemn rejection, and yelled at Salome: "Stay away! Don't come near me, Babylonian Girl, your mother has stained the earth with injustice, and her sins have been known to God."

The beauty that used to be invincible, like an unnoticed ornament, was useless in front of the prophet John.

The knight commander dissuaded her again, trying to keep her from going over and talking to the prophet.

Salome ignored the suggestion again, looked straight at the man who showed disgust, and boldly and enthusiastically expressed her love: "John, I long for your body! You Your body is like a lily that has never been dyed... let me touch your body."

John did not waver, and reprimanded again: "Retreat! The most evil woman in the world, don't talk to me again. I will no longer listen to you, I will only listen to the voice of the Lord."

The beautiful princess in red didn't seem to be hit by this, sweet words of praise and desire kept popping up, from desire for body, hair, to lips.

She looked at John eagerly and said, "Let me kiss your mouth, John. I will kiss your mouth."

The prophet decisively refused, and before he said anything, the knight commander who had been listening to these words couldn't hold it any longer.

The tall and heroic knight had a humble voice and prayed bitterly: "Princess, princess, you are like the fragrance of the garden, the noble lord, please stop looking at this person! Don't look at him, yes He said that. I can't take it any longer... Princess, please stop."

Salome didn't even look away, and said to John again, "I want to kiss your lips, John."

The knight commander's face turned ashen, he pulled up the sword beside him, cut himself between Salome and John, and fell.

The guarding soldiers exclaimed and stood in front of the corpse of the knight commander, showing a heartbroken expression, regretting bringing John to the princess.

He said to Salome: "Princess, the captain committed suicide." The tone was frightened and sad, trying to wake up something.

But the girl in red, who only had her sweetheart in her eyes, ignored her and kept repeating to John: "Let me kiss your lips, John."

The Prophet had no affection for her at all. Seeing that the admonitions did not work, he bluntly said that she would be cursed by himself, and went down the well, away from her.

Salome is still saying, "Let me kiss you, John."

The soldier holding the corpse of the knight commander looked sad, the girl in red was focused, the prophet who left was determined to be indifferent, the picture was frozen, and the scene slowly ended.

Xing Dou's heart slowly sank, and he knew the ending of the finale - the end of crazy, sad and pure love.

"Xingdou, let's talk about the character's character? For example, why did the knight commander commit suicide?" Looking down, the pink-haired guy next door sent a message.

Seeing to be discussing the plot, Xingdou hesitated for a moment between getting something after the discussion and ignoring him.

"He loves Salome." Wen Lun said of the commonly recognized point of view, "He loves Salome, who is noble and beautiful in his heart, and he doesn't want to see her dress that is no longer hers appearance."

"But why didn't he kill Salome, instead he committed suicide?" Despised. He could have killed Salome, but he chose to kill himself."

Xingdou was brought into logic, thought for a moment, and gave a reply: "Maybe it was his love for Salome that made him reluctant to turn his blade to her."

I love her and hate myself for falling in love with her, so I can't bear the humiliation and choose to commit suicide.

"If that's the case, Salome, whom he loves, has disappeared since he saw John." Wen Lun disagreed, "He knows this, so he shouldn't be able to start."

"I think... the knight commander just prefers to think that this is a fantasy, wants to break free from this nightmare, and is not willing to admit that this is the Salome he loves, so he raised his knife to Own."

"Maybe he just wanted to get away from that sad dream, even at the cost of death."

Xingdou turned his head and saw the person who sent the news raised his eyes, and smiled softly.

He moved his fingers and said three sentences: "But if it is a dream, he will always wake up. The Salome he loves is just a dream he imagined. The dream is broken. , it is understandable that he wants to go out, but he chose the most timid way."

Stop looking at Wen Lun and wait quietly for the finale to begin.

The pink-haired boy stared at the message he just received, stunned for a moment, and then said softly, "Yeah, that's what a coward would do."

The final scene is coming.

The dance party is still going on.

The king heard the news of the knight commander's death from the soldiers, and was puzzled by his suicide, but said that since the prophet predicted that he would suffer disaster, he heard a strange sound and saw A miraculous scene.

The queen consoled him with delusions and wished him to go back to rest. The king refused, and called Salome, asking her to do a dance for him.

"Salome, dance for me? I'll give you a price, even half of my kingdom."

The glamorous princess confirmed seriously: "Anything? Your Majesty."

"Anything, even half of my kingdom."

"You have sworn."

"I swear."

Ignoring the queen's obstruction, the two made an agreement. Salome summoned the slave, dressed her in seven layers of gauze, sprayed her with perfume, and took off her shoes.

The girl who was as beautiful as a knife swayed her waist lightly, raised her arms, and danced extremely softly and flexibly. Like a willow leaf, like a reed, like moonlight, like morning dew, she was so light that she could catch it with a blow, and she seemed to be dazzling in the dancing.

The blooming gauze layer upon layer, wrapping her, like light petals wrapped around the inside, bringing out the exotic style and temptation.

At the end of the dance, the king exclaimed excitedly: "It is so beautiful! It is so beautiful! Salome, I will give you whatever you want, what do you want?"

The beautiful princess knelt down and leaned over: "I want a silver plate with..."

"Silver plate? Of course, you can do whatever you want, what do you want? Salome." The king was still immersed in joy and asked with a smile.

"Pretend...John's head." Salome spit out absurd remarks.

The king was stunned, but the queen who was reviled by the prophet laughed and praised her daughter.

"No, no." The king anxiously wanted to change her request. He was unwilling to kill a true prophet and get the retribution from heaven.

He racked his brains and made promises of huge emeralds, rare white peacocks, rare jewels, etc., and wanted Salome to let go.

But the stubborn princess repeated, "Give me John's head."

In the end the king sat down, he ordered the soldiers to go to the place where John was imprisoned, and brought his head.

Salome got her wish, she held John's head, and her tone seemed to be proud: "Ah, John, you are finally going to bear my kiss! I'm going to kiss you now! I'm going to use me teeth like a ripe fruit. I want to kiss your lips, John. Why don't you look at me?"

"...Are you afraid of me, that's why you dare not look at me? And your tongue, like a venom-spraying red snake, why doesn't it move anymore? You don't have me in your heart, John, You reject me, you speak ill of me... but you are dead, I am alive, and your head is mine. I can throw it to the vultures, and to the birds to peck at it."

The complex entanglement and emotional transformation can be regarded as the artist's different brushes and inks, perfecting the stage.

He looked at her holding the head tightly, and whispered the line: "Ah, John, John, you are the only one I love... There is nothing in the world anymore There is nothing in the world like your white body. There is nothing in the world like your black hair. There is nothing in this world like your red lips."

"You have seen your God, John, but I, you have not seen me. If you see me, you will love me. I, I see you, John, I love you. Oh, how I love you! I love you, John, all I love is you..."

"Why don't you look at me, John? If you look at me, you will love me. Well, I know you will love me, the mystery of love, far beyond death The mystery. One should only think about love."

The proud and beautiful princess murmured so, she lost the most glorious love.

The king looked at her in disgust and ordered the soldiers to kill the frantic princess.

The slender figure finally fell under the shield and spear.

The audience was silent, followed by thunderous applause, as if about to burst through the roof. The actors slowly came onto the stage, bowing to the audience and thanking them.

This is the end of Salome.

Xing Dou exhaled and followed the crowd, but was stopped by Wen Lun.

"Let's go meet the actors?" He pointed to the private signature on his ticket, his eyes bright.

The black-haired boy was silent for a moment and followed.

Being able to meet such a powerful actor, he would not refuse such an opportunity once less, and he even wanted to ask questions about his acting skills.

Entering the backstage was smooth, and there were several other strangers who got private tickets. Xiang Ming guessed that such acquaintances would not be here if they saw vomit; the twins love to play, so maybe they are not interested, nor are they here. Actors who have taken off their makeup are very friendly to these friends and students, and they will answer questions endlessly, and will not deliberately hide them.

Xingdou also asked a few questions and was very happy to get the answers.

It can be seen from the request made by the king that she only wanted to kiss John, and for John's ruthless rejection, she would kill him to achieve her goal..."

Looking at the expressions of those actors, most of them are admiration and admiration. It can be seen that they like Wen Lun very much. Some people even explain their own understanding while analyzing Wen Lun.

This is the field of genius, the understanding and expression of the role, and the eye that can be easily obtained.

Only five stars like them can get the enviable talent.

What do I need to do to win?

The author has something to say: Well, the typo has been corrected.

Salome is Wilde's play, the lines of the actors' character dialogues in this chapter are original, not written by me.

Speaking of which, I found a song "Unti-L" whose lyrics are quite suitable for Xingdou, please post the lyrics.

The confused once sharp as fangs,

Even if I lose my way, I won't stop calling,

The voice of expectation is contrary to the future,

I can't stop with the unacceptable situation in front of me,

Breathinthecoldworld,

Breathe in the cold world,