One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    "Xingdou, how are you doing? How are you doing?"

    Faced with parents who make video calls every now and then, all kinds of things in Xingdou's mind flashed like feathers, leaving only a shallow shadow.

    "Well, I'm fine, everything is...well."

    In the end, he answered.

    This should be a smooth development and a reasonable situation.

    The challenge that sounded a little overpowering ended with a third-year victory. In fact, this was within Xing Dou's expectations. In terms of the precision of the last performance, it was true that the third grade was better than the third grade, and with the small issues such as the tacit understanding of cooperation, it was not surprising that they would lose.

    Even after this game, it didn't surprise him that he suddenly rose to four stars.

    From the very beginning, when Xingdou set off this storm, it was not only for shame, but for further development.

    At present, both of these goals seem to have been achieved. Even if they lost the game, no one looked down on them. In fact, the first- and second-year students who were bred also gained a good reputation outside the school through this game.

    After all, the third grade is a rising star who is ready to enter the entertainment industry, and their every move is always more eye-catching than the students who will stay in school for a long time. This match with the third grade, whether it is nonsense or not, will be seen by others, not to mention that the performers on the other side, who were originally unpopular, actually showed strength far beyond imagination, and even showed a superficial appearance. It looks like an evenly matched situation.

    Being able to have a relationship with the third grade who is about to debut is something worth showing off. Even if many people will be screened out by various tedious requirements and assessments later in the learning process of idol subjects, with this experience, there will be professional studios that are willing to take over and train them.

    Compared with the result that the third-year victory was only a result of maintaining face and prestige, it was their group of losers who got more benefits.

    This is actually a bit despicable. If the third grade is not willing to cooperate with them, maybe things will not go so smoothly. Xing Dou thought about it, the already weak joy was washed away a little, and it almost disappeared.

    Yes, it may be strange to say, after this game, Xingdou's happy mood was only a short moment after he found out that he had become a four-star, and then quickly disappeared, as transparent as smoke not see.

    This is not the result of the match that he is brooding about, Xingdou really thinks that it is the best ending.

    The appearance of losing to the third grade that day is vivid in my mind. It is different from the gloomy first time. No matter the grade, this time they stood under the same spotlight, stepped on the same ground, watched The same audience, showing the same nervous expressions.

    Because of their existence, the third graders, who always had the chance to win, felt nervous and anxious, and even dared not believe that they would definitely win. There is no doubt that they stood at the same starting point at that moment, at the fork in the fate, waiting for the final decision of the referee.

    No one was left far behind the gloom this time.

    Applause and cheers were also dedicated to the challengers of the first and second grades when the victory of the third grade was announced.

    The spectators didn't seem to care if there should only be one winner in the game, they were delighted and excited, chanting their names, waving their hands and showing proud expressions, seeing them When you turn your eyes, you'll say "Great job!" and "Looking forward to your next show!".

    As if Star Dou and the others are also winners and idols about to debut, they are surrounded by fans cheering and cheering.

      Smiling and waving at them is enough to satisfy, as if they will be your forever loyal supporters, the servants who will spread flowers and red carpets for you, and the knights who will keep your throne loyally guarded for you.

    At that moment it was like owning the whole world and being loved by the world.

    —Such a scene seems to have appeared in a dream.

    This is even the case with Star Dou, who has always been calm, let alone other students who have not experienced much.

    Yang Yu and the others didn't have time to fall into the sadness of losing again, they were directly confused by such a grand and sincere praise, as if they thought they fell into the abyss and stepped on the clouds. , fluttering, his face unconsciously showed some blush, he didn't know where to put his eyes, he was a little shy, and he felt like he was getting something he shouldn't have.

    Not to mention that in addition to the praise from the audience, the third grade seniors also gave their approval after the curtain call.

    "I underestimated you before, it seems that we did something wrong." Qiu Zizhuo smiled softly, unknowingly or not, instead of touching Wen Lun who was closest to him, he touched it instead The hair of Xingdou, who is a little away, seems to be rubbing against a small animal, "Next time we meet, you will definitely give me more surprises, I really look forward to it."

    "Before that, let's grow up well." As if treating his close junior, he warned and waved his hand away.

    Xingdou, whose hair was messed up, began to wonder for a moment whether it was his height, which led to the group of seniors who liked to come and rub him. But the height of 1.78 meters is not short, not to mention that he is still in the growth stage, and he may grow taller in the future.

    Although they are a little shorter than Yang Yu, Anmas, Wen Lun, and Xiang Ming, Xia Yuan is not only 1.8 meters, they are on the same level, why don't others to touch his hair?

    Is it a hair color issue? Sure enough, black is still too simple, and it is easy to think of bad things?

    Xing Dou's mind didn't have time to turn to a strange place, and he saw their smiling and happy-looking class director and the taciturn and cold-faced assistant class director behind him. I don't know if it was an illusion, but it seemed that Gong Guangxi was in a much better mood than Feng Xuesong, as if he had won something, and he was slightly proud.

    Just when the 1A students were honestly preparing to accept the scolding, the tone of the person in front of them suddenly changed: "But this time, it can barely be said that it is half a catty, and it is not as bad as last time. I beat the **** out of me, and I dare not see anyone."

    This very strange description probably contains Gong Guangxi's praise.

    Students who already know this teacher understand this.

    "Actually, failure requires punishment." Gong Guangxi admired the students' sudden discoloration, and his smile continued, "But for the sake of progress, this time, punishment can be waived. By the way, your teacher Feng has something to tell you, isn't it?"

    He winked at Feng Xuesong as if he was watching a joke.

    Feng Xuesong glanced at him, didn't bother to pay attention to him, stood in front of the curious students and maintained a calm expression, calmly said: "Your performance is still far from professionals. There's a gap, on stage..."

    Like a lecture in class, he stated a lot of shortcomings in a clear and coherent manner. Hearing that the 2A students who had reduced their sense of existence and pretended that they did not exist were a little guilty, let alone It's almost as low as the 1-A student under the neck.

    The complacency in my heart slowly disappeared with these instructions. Gong Guangxi was a little amused when he saw that they were downcast like eggplants beaten by Shuang.

    “…So, in order to improve your level, you need to have a clearer understanding of what a professional is like. After a while, I will take you to the International Theater.”

    Listening to Feng Xuesong's ending words, many people secretly exclaimed that they had survived the disaster and relaxed a little, only to suddenly realize what he just said. Many people wondered if they were hallucinating or misunderstood, and looked at the teachers unconsciously, hoping they would give an explanation.

     Gong Guangxi, who was watching the show, shrugged and stayed out of it. So there was only one other person left.

    "Old, teacher, what do you mean?"

    Someone dared, swallowed, and asked carefully.

    Feng Xuesong looked at him as a matter of course, as if answering questions in class, very patient: "You will go to the International Theater with me later to see the real performance, what is the problem? ?"

    Hearing this sentence again, the students of A-A have changed from shock to disbelief. That is the International Theater, where it is usually hard to get a ticket. Feng Xuesong casually said that he would bring the whole class to watch it. Moreover, under the special circumstances that they lost the game, it must be said that it was really weird.

    According to the usual style of these two, a student A wondered if they had already set up something to wait for them to drill, or had their last dinner before their execution, and what terrifying things were waiting after that with them?

    They didn't know that the two teachers had made a bet in private.

    The student who asked the question answered dazedly: "Well, thank you teacher."

    Feng Xuesong didn't mind the silly appearance of the students, and greeted them with "um" to pack up and prepare to go back to school.

    The third grade left early due to busy work, and they had to take the same school bus back to leave this lively stage today.

    Things happened one after another, so that the first and second graders who should have been in a sad mood had no time to think too much, so they hurried back to school.

    The same is true of Star Dou.

    After he finishes all the chores and returns to the dormitory, he will have time to think about the situation today.

    At this time, he learned from the forum that he had become a four-star character. He hurriedly glanced at the posts on the forum. This time, there seemed to be less discussion about him, at least a lot less with his name on the title. I don't know if it was because players were not interested in him, or they were used to it.

    He clicked on the introduction of idol characters on the forum, and his character card appeared in the four-star ranks, lined up with other cards that were originally shining, just like he was so bright and beautiful.

      Under the jet-black scattered hair, Shencui's eyes drooped down, and then lifted up gently, and the sharp eyes were directed at the observer outside the card, and his lips were slightly opened.

    "What are you looking at?"

    It was his voice, with some indifference and dissatisfaction that could not be ignored, like a reproach.

    The four-star card is an emoji that can be moved, which is the rule of cards in the occasional breeding. Xing Dou didn't expect him to have such an expression, it seemed that it was not very close.

    But he's not a nice guy.

    Thinking of this, Xingdou couldn't blame this card, but found something in the silence.

    —he was not as happy as he thought.

    He was only one step away from realizing his wish, but he didn't know why he couldn't be excited about it, so he sighed with emotion. Even the first time I was promoted to the second star, my emotions were stronger than at this moment.

    But now he just feels a little vague and empty.

    Perhaps the anticipation has been suppressed for too long, so I can't react for a while now?

    —In any case, tomorrow will be a brand new day.