One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    "We have to get our revenge back."

    That day, after calling everyone in the class to the classroom, Xing Dou stood in front of them and said these words calmly.

    "Huh??" Someone asked, "What are you talking about?"

    Most people don’t quite understand this sudden remark, waiting for Xingdou to explain. Anmas and the others were no exception, looking at him thoughtfully.

    Yang Yu is very close to Xing Dou, this may be the first time he is so close to Xing Dou except for his deliberate approach. So he saw Xing Dou's expression more clearly than anyone else.

      Locked on the right target

    There is no more hesitation, only unshakable firmness and untouchable calm.

    Some kind of light he had seen seemed to come back to this man.

    "I'm talking about our loss to the third grade. Don't you want to talk about that loss, have you forgotten?"

    "What do you mean by this? You are not the same, you lost to them!"

    Someone retorted unconvincingly, stared at him angrily, clenched their fists, as if suppressing something.

    Xia Yuan squeezed the spectacle frame and did not speak, his eyes were cold. Anmus' face darkened slightly, frowning. Wen Lun smiled and stared at the man for a while, thoughtful. Yang Yu looked at Xing Dou carefully, a little apprehensive.

    "I know."

    "That's why I want revenge."

    "Now that you understand, what are you talking about now? It's been proven that day, isn't it? We can't win at all, even now, the gap between us is not at all. It may be reversed!" One person said, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

    "Yes, in that case, what else can we do except admit defeat? What are we talking about now! I haven't seen myself clearly, so are we going to humiliate ourselves?"

    "Even if you are not convinced, the fact will not change. The strength of the third grade is so strong that it is not even close to our level. Do you think you are competing with people of the same level? "…

    In addition to the resentment, there is also some imperceptible self-loathing.

    Maybe the person who speaks may not even feel it, those anger are not completely directed at Xingdou, but more towards themselves.

    I lost to the third grader but kept my ears open.

    Xingdou heard these emotions clearly, and there was no questioning anger on his face, he just watched them quietly, sweeping over these young and vigorous faces one by one.

    They heard the king who lost his crown ask faintly in the silence:

    "Is that all right then? Doing nothing, being beaten so hard that you can't lift your head, pretending nothing happened, and that's all it takes?"

    "Is this what you want?"

    "This is the reality you choose?"

     Word by word, ask the sincerity, question the soul.

    The resentful expressions of the teenagers fell silent, leaving only a trace of silent awe. No one could laugh easily at this time and say that it was no big deal.

    It was so quiet that it seemed to be lost and turned into a silhouette in the photo. At this moment, time was chopped and frozen, and an uncomfortable bubble floated.

    "You don't want to say the answer? Or don't you dare?"

      .

    "Then let me give you a reference answer."

    "That's it? Who would have said that."

    "This is the end? Who will agree! I am not here for that senseless failure!"

      Deeply unwilling.

    "Then you said...what are we going to do?" After a while, someone's voice was rough and he spoke with difficulty, as if he had destroyed the magic of a wizard, and just one sentence broke the too slow time.

    "Vengeance." He uttered the familiar words again.

    "We lost, this is the past that can't be changed, but the future can be changed. If we lose once, we just need to win back. Wins and losses cannot be balanced, but we must lose the day we lost things back."

    "Lost?"

    "Don't you understand?" The black-haired and green-eyed youth looked straight at him, as if passing through him to look at many people, "It is dignity, confidence, blood, hope, glory, and happiness. , and... yourself."

    He looked around, had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and said with certainty, "You are still refusing to leave that day, aren't you?"

    In just a few words, the customers they were trying to cover up were cleaned up. It seems that their most embarrassing side has been clearly known by this person, and there is no hiding at all.

    For some reason, no one came out to refute you this time.

    Maybe it's because this person said this, but not in a mocking and sarcastic attitude at all, his eyes were clear and calm, and he used a normal tone, and even the usual indifference was relaxing. tone.

    He didn't say it to be embarrassing, he felt the same pain.

    Yang Yu understood this, followed Xing Dou's words and said cautiously: "What do you want us to do? How can we get revenge?"

    Although this was the method proposed by Xingdou, he also felt that it was a bit fantastical and too unreal. The oppression and strength that day were not an illusion, they were really suppressed to the point where they couldn't turn over. In the game, the two sides are not equal opponents, and even when one side can crush the other, it is meaningless to talk about side-by-side skills.

    The rest of the people's eyes also converged, watching the guy who refused to admit defeat.

    Xingdou faced these unexplainable sights, blinked, and pulled out a meaningful arc: "First of all, let's go back to the same starting line:..."

    That plan was even more incredible than they had originally imagined, or rather, it was more like a desperate gamble than the so-called best decision, and once lost, it would be doomed.

    "Are you really going to do this?" Xia Yuan seemed to remind, and the sarcasm became euphemistic, "You don't know what will happen if we fail to achieve our goal? Impulsive can't solve the problem."

    "The risk of this plan is indeed very high. In the end, we are not as sure as the third grade, or even much less." Anmus frowned.

    "You guys surrender so soon?" Wen Lun joined the conversation with a smile, sarcastically, "I don't think there will be anything if you don't try."

    "Xingdou, you...why are you telling us this?" Yang Yu didn't worry about the success rate of the plan, and unexpectedly asked such a question, "You obviously have a chance of winning if you go alone." Why did you come here to tell them this and bring them together?

    This doesn't look like Star Dou.

    Xing Dou didn't rush to answer him, first looked at Xia Yuan and the others: "I know the consequences, other than that, the most appropriate way is to wait. As our strength grows step by step, there will always be One day, we can qualify for the challenge."

      The flames of anger. If you don't put it out, you'll be burned to ashes."

    His tone was not agitated at all, nor was he too turbulent, as if he was stating a fact, he spoke calmly.

      Under the ribcage there is a more intense temperature than blood.

    "Do you still think you can wait?"

    This time, no one said those tedious reasons, only slightly tense bodies and gradually firm eyes, they gritted their teeth, straightened their backs, and agreed to this game with a very low probability of winning.

    "Come here, I've already seen the third grade guys upset, and they can leave after winning once? Think beautifully!"

    "However, the gap of two years, how big can it be? What are you afraid of? They lose face if they lose, and won't they be glorious if they win?"

    "This revenge must be avenged, let them see how powerful we are!"

    The unease in their hearts was hidden in the slightly vulgar words. The teenagers cheered each other up, gearing up for a counter-attack. Even though they understood that the road ahead was slim and difficult, they did not say any more dejected words.

    Not afraid of winning or losing, not afraid of difficulties, not asking about the outcome, it is the spirit of a teenager.

    Do it again, is he also infected with such youthful spirit?

      The dominant outcome, this battle, has to be won by everyone together.”

    Yang Yu's eyes widened, looking at him in disbelief.

    For the first time since he met Xing Dou, he seemed to show such a side that fits the feeling of a teenager. It is not only the initiative to convene everyone and actively put forward plan suggestions, but also to inspire everyone's fighting spirit, and the words that are extremely team spirit now seem too different.

    Hot-blooded, unyielding, intense.

    Contrary to the indifference that never gets close to people, it is like uncovering a thick layer of ice and snow, revealing the active volcano underneath, and it instantly becomes lively and enthusiastic.

    Xia Yuan and the others, who also heard this, couldn't hide their surprise, only Wen Lun seemed to see something, and after a moment of astonishment, he returned to his smiling expression.

    Xingdou doesn't care what they think, after talking about the plan, confirming the time and place, he left the classroom, went to see the manager, and discussed the details of the next step.

    "It turns out that he would also say something like this... Xia Yuan sighed, holding his glasses, "It seems that pressure and blows can indeed change a person. "

    "I think he looks familiar. But I can't remember." Anmus commented, "Do you have any clues?"

    "I think he's good, but there's something wrong with him." Yang Yu touched his head and thought hard.

    Wen Lun said slowly at this moment: "Give me a hint, the resister-Amster."

    The three were shocked at the same time, and they understood.

    "...So that's the case, was it performed?" Yang Yu smiled wryly, "As expected of Xingdou, the imitation of the role is too good, and there is no difference at all, and it blends with his own state. very good."

    "No." Xia Yuan rejected this answer, recalling Xing Dou's performance just now, "Only in the end he used that performance method. I don't think it was fake."

    "I agree too." Anmus nodded, "You shouldn't forget what he said about starting school. He cares more about what happened last time than we thought."

    Wen Lun raised her eyebrows: "It seems that you still have some eyesight. No matter what you think, in any case Xingdou has taken the first step for us, and the rest is up to us. I don't plan to Let him down again, and I hope you guys will figure out the situation and don’t lose face again.”

    Xia Yuan: "Oh, go look in the mirror and see how you are?"

    Ammus: "...you don't seem to say that about our position."

    "You don't need to say it." Yang Yu snorted coldly.

    One A, and enter the state of preparation.

    +++++

    "Why should we all win together?"

    This question was also asked once by the agent.

    Xingdou's answer was similar at that time: "Because I am not able to dominate the victory or defeat, I need everyone to work together."

    This is the truth, but not the whole truth.

    "Ding!"

    The black-haired boy who went to the training room alone heard the long-lost reminder, and a big theme popped up on the virtual screen—

    [New event: "Counterattack! The second battle that will never be lost again!" is on! ]

    "Finally, is it here?" he murmured.

    The emerald green eyes are reflected in some eerie and deep colors by the blue Yingying screen, like a mass of chaotic thoughts.

    Yes, he can't win without him.

    If you want to set off a huge wave and cause a hurricane, you must first find those suitable butterflies - butterflies with sufficient status and power.

    The activities of the game are generated along with the plot. Correspondingly, when the plot develops to the key plot, activities will occur.

    It's not enough to have a three-star character unwilling to win or lose, it must be more powerful and more emotional, in order to gather will to guide the generation of new plots and bring new activities.

    Only when the event is started, players can give the character more upgrades beyond the normal and speed up the character growth.

    So Yang Yu and them are essential.

    As said at the beginning, this is not a battle for him alone, it is a revenge of the loser against the winner.

    Vengeance is a matter of all means.