One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    The official reward event will take place in three days, and the date for submitting the selection needs to be before that, so in theory, students still have some hesitation time to decide which one to choose.

    Xingdou believes that the options he has made now are relatively beneficial to him according to the current information, and there may be changes in the future for various reasons.

    Just because of his stubborn character, the probability of change is relatively low.

    Xing Dou pondered so, and Wen Lun, who was ignored by Xing Dou on the other side, was not annoyed, and calmly returned to where he was, facing the options on the light screen, in one of the two choices After hesitating for a long time, he finally sighed silently, and crossed out the other as if he made up his mind.

    The same is true of many other students, struggling with which one to choose, worrying about getting a completely inappropriate "reward".

    Gong Guangxi obviously expected the students to look deeply and thoughtfully, and let them discuss for a while before gently clasping their palms and making a noise to attract attention.

    The students who realized he had something to say quieted down and looked at him. Many people twitched the corners of their mouths, their expressions were wary, and it seemed that "Will there be any other important events?" written on their faces.

    Live up to expectations, Mr. Class Director said with a smile: "Although it is good for everyone to start thinking now, but there is still time to choose, temporarily put aside the matter of performing arts, let's talk about the last One thing."

    What else?

    Xing Dou heard what he said, and wondered if it was about the agent. I just read the forum and said that the players are about to enter the agent mode.

     Gong Guangxi saw their nervousness, hooked her lips and continued: "Don't show such a fearful expression, the last thing is not too difficult to solve, in fact, it is just a self A little question of reflection."

    "This is the first time you've competed against people of your level, and the first time you've performed on a stage with thousands of people. You're a lot ahead of the many unknowns. But the meaning of stage representation should not be limited to ordinary performance venues, for idols, it is a mirror to see themselves clearly."

    "Why did you stand on the stage, what did you rely on to stand on the stage, and how far can you achieve on the stage, these answers need to be found by yourself. As a teacher, I can only remind you - people need Bow your head humbly and straighten your back to walk on the long road."

    He paused, glanced at Feng Xuesong who was silent on the side of the classroom, and said with a chuckle: "Maybe I can only say this level of motivation, in fact, your teacher Feng is better at it. Inspirational."

    Feng Xuesong was suddenly mentioned, coughed lightly, continued the topic, and gave a serious warning: "Always alert yourself, don't indulge in those short-term praises, don't get lost because of temporary setbacks See your feet clearly, and dream your own dreams."

    The expressions of class A gradually became serious, and they obviously listened to the words.

    Xing Dou also took note of these words, and felt that it was precisely because there were teachers who kept urging the students not to retreat that there were students who did not dare to give up and did not want to give up.

    But...

     "How cunning." He sighed inwardly.

    Gong Guangxi and Feng Xuesong gave sugar first and then slapped them in this class. This is something that can only be done by scheming seniors.

    For Xingdou, the idea of ​​​​going on the stage is indeed not something that can be understood by going through one or two stages.

    At least for him now, being on the stage is like a kind of obsession, like a kind of belief, like a kind of desire carved into the soul.

    "Maybe it doesn't sound so good." He lowered his eyes, denying those embellished descriptions, "Just can't let it go."

    After this class, Xingdou, who was still alone, rarely went straight to the dormitory and went back for self-training, but walked towards the building of the public classroom, and finally stopped at the corridor behind the building. in the long pavilion.

    Perhaps to make the school’s scenery more diverse, there are many shades of yellow-green vines climbing on this corridor-style pavilion. Except for the bottom of the pavilion, which is invisible, it is covered with dense mahjong. The branches and leaves are drooping wildly, and the greenery is entangled, showing the vigorous force of nature vividly.

    When the golden sunlight tried to pass through, it was quickly smashed and separated, leaving only a little mottled fragmented shadow, showing the existence shallowly.

    The moment Xingdou walked in, I felt that the slightly scorching sunlight was immediately isolated, and the shadows created by the vines were quiet and cool, forming an excellent place for meditation.

    It's just that he didn't come here this time to find a place to find purity, and this place wasn't chosen by him, it was someone who invited him to come.

    "It's pretty punctual." He glanced at the time, thinking about the training plan after the meeting.

    Xiang Ming came closer, and when he saw the people sitting in the pavilion, he only felt that the originally impetuous mood was calm, but his heartbeat seemed to speed up a bit.

    The man was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt today. The overall color changed from light white to dark blue, and the fine gold was dotted like starlight, which gave a sense of mystery and solemnity.

    The black-haired boy rested his chin in one hand and swiped the virtual screen boredly. The drooping deep green eyes were clearly illuminated by the reflected blue light, and the cold and white complexion was outlined. Indifference like a real person.

    Then he raised his calm eyes and looked at him: "You are here." His tone was flat.

    The gods and ghosts entrenched in the claustrophobic place are transformed into human figures, and they make an ordinary invitation to the guests who come from afar.

    "Hmm." Xiang Ming suppressed the surprise that came from nowhere and replied in a low voice.

    He chose this place because he didn't want other people, especially the pink-haired guy he had seen before, to know that he met Xingdou. . There are many people around the classroom, and the dormitory area is too private, which is not a suitable place in his mind.

    So he chose this place, a secluded pavilion that he found by chance and rarely visited.

    But Xiang Ming didn't expect this place to fit so well with Star Dou.

    This person seems to be born with a lonely atmosphere, and when he is alone in a space, he will unconsciously reflect the same color around him.

    Xiang Ming crossed this thought in his mind, and then denied it—how could this terribly bad guy be of that type. Playing the world, wanton provocation, arrogance is the true face of this person!

    With this mentality, he ignored the inaudible hesitation in his heart, and sat opposite Xingdou.

    "I brought what you asked for." The young man with green hair handed over a stack of papers, opened the virtual screen, and chose to transfer files face-to-face, signaling Xingdou to receive it.

    This is the bet they agreed at the beginning, the signature of the senior in the entertainment industry, the script with explanations, etc.

    Xing Dou took over the signature and flipped through it, feeling better, not much to say, and soon began to receive the documents from Xiang Ming.

    The file transfer speed of this era is already very fast, and within a few seconds, the huge file has been transferred and successfully reached Xingdou.

    He opened a seemingly ordinary script with a certain expectation, swiped the page, and saw notes of different colors marked on the side, writing piecemeal from the character, status, etc. of the character Get some ideas.

    Seeing this, the dark-haired boy Shencui's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

    "Okay, I got it." Xing Dou doesn't doubt the authenticity of the script, not to mention these professional-level understandings that are penetrating at first glance, Xiang Ming doesn't seem to be deceiving people with fakes type.

    "Then here it is..." After confirming the agreed number of things, he picked up the signature paper, glanced in other directions, moved his legs, and wanted to leave.

    In the eyes of Xing Dou, the transaction has been completed, so he and Xiang Ming have nothing to say.

    Xiang Ming knew that this guy was ready to leave.

    It stands to reason that as the party who took the initiative to challenge and failed, after he delivered the promised things, he should never want to talk to those who have caused him to lose and have been hostile, and should avoid it early. Open is.

    But when he recalled meeting with this person, he suddenly found that from the first time after their competition, the occasions when they met again ended with the departure of Xingdou.

    This seems to be a curse that can't be shaken off. Since that day he lost for the first time, every time after that, he can only stare at the back of this person.

    Every time, he is a pursuer who is left far behind, no matter how hard he tries.

    Every time, he couldn't stop this person from leaving.

    Xiang Ming couldn't tell what he was thinking about, what was he angry about at this moment, just as strange as he was disappointed when he found out that Xing Dou didn't pay attention to him. At this moment, the unwillingness in his heart was so strong that he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, grabbed the wrist of the man sitting opposite, and stopped the pace of leaving.

    It's still the indifferent attitude of not bothering.

    Xiang Ming felt that at a certain moment, his emotions were like white clouds gathered together, dark and gloomy.

    Why, you always get away easily when you provoke it?

    Why does he always have to be involved?

      There was such intense emotion in the boy's eyes.

    He stared at the stars, the arc of his lips pulled back into a flat section, suppressing the complicated words.

    Xingdou looked at him for unknown reasons, waiting for his answer.

    The young-haired boy maintained this position for a few seconds, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "I want to ask you something."

    "What? Say it first and I won't necessarily answer."

    Xingdou thought that it was nothing to answer a question with something. In order to prevent it from being an unanswerable type, he gave a limited condition in advance.

    Xiang Ming didn't care about this, maybe he also understood that he couldn't change anything, he just pondered for a moment, and asked a question that sounded a long time ago: "In the beginning, why did you... why did you decide with me? A test?"

    He was referring to the first time Xingdou took the initiative to provoke him.

    Xiang Ming didn't have a good relationship with the others in Class B at that time, and he himself looked like he was giving up and unwilling to be serious. Naturally, some people looked at him unhappy, so from time to time, people would attack him in various places, trying to Make him gag.

    Xiang Ming at that time didn't care about the clamor of these unnecessary people in his eyes. He handled it very skillfully. They didn't even bother to write down their faces and names.

    Until this person appeared in front of him, he broke his self-righteous comfort zone, and forced him to see the light of the outside world and a more distant world.

    He was woken up unreasonably, shocked by the scenery he saw for the first time, shocked by the first time he met such a person, he accidentally exposed the gap inside and let this strange guy go into his world.

    Xiang Ming always thought that Xing Dou was one of those in Class B who disliked him, and he did not go too deep into the original matter, but after a recent game, he and the rest of the class had a little harmonious relationship. Only then did he realize that Xingdou didn't seem to have this in mind.

    The people in Class B who used to provoke him have nothing to do with Xing Dou. On the first meeting, Xing Dou deliberately created the appearance of being familiar with those people. In fact, it was the first time they met each other. .

    Xingdou deliberately made him think that they were a gang, and challenged him that he would definitely accept. And after that, he slowly stopped paying attention to him as if he had lost interest in him.

    Xiang Ming didn't understand what Xingdou wanted to do.

    Just beating him? But they didn't know each other, and they didn't have a relationship between their parents, so Xing Dou had any reason to help him sober up.

    Just not pleasing to the eye? If so, why would you say that to him afterward, and why wasn't it a more out-of-the-rule game?

    A casual routine? He hadn't heard of anything like that again, and he couldn't figure out the benefit of making enemies all over the place.

    In fact, this question may not be that important, and it may be vague in the past when asked, but Xiang Ming took this matter as the beginning of everything and put it in his heart solemnly. Even if he didn't get a decent answer, he wanted to hear what the man had to say.

    The black-haired boy was stunned, as if he did not expect to be asked this question. He was silent for a while, as if he was organizing language, and then calmly gave the reason after thinking about it: "There is no special reason. I heard that there is a genius in Class B who can do everything well, and I want to know who this genius is. What is the performance like, so I went to set up a competition with you."

    This is a simplified truth, but it is indeed one of the main reasons why Xing Dou wants to compete with Xiang Ming. It is not too complicated if you exclude the inside story such as deliberately being a villain and trying to occupy a scene.

    Xiang Ming was stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he repeated: "Are you just curious?"

    "Yeah." Xing Dou thought about it and felt that there was no problem in summing it up like this, so he nodded.

    Xiang Ming let go of his grasping hand, he didn't want to believe the answer, which seemed indifferent and indifferent compared to any one he had guessed before. It was like telling him straight-forwardly that to Xingdou, he was nothing special, just like everyone else, it was a random encounter.

     But in this way, Xingdou's attitude towards him makes sense.

    Since I communicated with him out of curiosity, then when this curiosity wears off, people who were once interested will naturally be forgotten.

    "So it's like this..." He lowered his head, letting his forehead hair cover his eyes, and muttered in a low voice.

    Xing Dou retracted his wrist as he wished, moved a bit, glanced at the person in front of him, couldn't help but feel weird, why did he not only not get better, but got worse?

    He couldn't find a particularly suitable word to describe Xiang Ming's state, but he thought carefully about what he could do to help, comforting others was not his specialty, if Xiang Ming felt bad , you should go to the school's psychological counseling to ask.

    Xing Dou thought so, and was about to give advice with the friendship of his classmates, when he heard Xiang Ming speak again.

    "You said it's better to pursue nothing than nothing. What if you're after a guy who never looks back? What if that guy never takes you seriously? If so, what should I do?"

    The one who won't look back? Can't catch up and can't be noticed?

    The person who can be chased by Xiang Ming, shouldn't it be a particularly powerful but bad-tempered senior in the industry?

    Xing Dou naturally connects the people Xiang Ming said to those who are famous. After all, Xiang Ming grew up in an acting family, no matter how he thinks, he can’t just find someone as a target. He also said Can't keep up with this.

    "Maybe you should ask the teachers this kind of question." The black-haired boy silently said to himself, "Just treat it as a reward for receiving information", and stood up and patted the dust on his pants that did not exist.

    "But if that's what I'm saying, if you know that's not someone to catch up with, why not a different target?"

    "As far as I can see, aren't there many people?"

    Xingdou has no time to continue to consume, there are still many things to deal with. After he gave such an answer, no matter what Xiang Ming's reaction was, he waved his hand and walked out: "If you can't figure it out, then think about it slowly, and I will not accompany you."

    This time Xiangming didn't stop him, and didn't make a sound, just watched the figure drift away, then covered his eyes, and let out a low smile: "Where the eyes are and?"

    "I have had many beautiful and wonderful dreams, and have been immersed in them. Until that day, blue and white lightning flashed across the sky quickly and lightly, splitting the false world and tearing the disguised Peaceful, revealing the true cruelty inside."

    "In the destruction of endless collapse, I saw you at a glance."

    “I too—only saw you.”

    "You want me, how do you look at others?"