One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    Something is not quite right.

    Xingdou stared at the looming patterns on the ceiling in a daze, the empty pupils did not focus.

    The fluorescent pattern on it, like the tiny stars, looks ordinary during the day, and it is completely unimaginable how bright and beautiful it will be at night. This is the result that the manager lady bought by the way for the school festival.

    "It's very suitable for you! It's very soft and won't affect sleep." She said so, blinking, "You have to get used to the starlight first, then you will have to stand on a bigger stage in the future. More people crowd around."

    The natural tone of voice was as if she had clearly seen that future, and Xingdou would sometimes be amazed at her confidence that came from nowhere.

    Four days have passed since the game that caused a huge repercussions, Xing Dou rarely wakes up immediately after waking up, but instead lies on the bed and looks up.

    There appears to be a problem.

    Looking, he thought again.

    Can't tell what happened, but in the past few days after becoming a four-star, he always had a vague feeling that something went wrong.

    If there is a problem, where is it?

    Xingdou tried to sort out what happened these days.

    After the competition, students who have not completed their studies still need to continue their studies.

    No matter what the voices of the outside world are or what others say, the 1A students who returned to school quickly resumed their previous courses, repeating the process of class, training, and testing. The activities of 2A should be a little richer, and start to participate in small activities outside the school.

    "Learning is something that requires a lot of time and energy in the early stage, and the results it brings are often revealed in the details long after, so you must not relax before reaching your goal."

     Gong Guangxi said this, not ready to do anything else to celebrate the students who have made progress, and started the daily lessons as if nothing had happened.

    If Feng Xuesong said that the time to go to the theater might be delayed for a while, perhaps the 1A students would think that they were just dreaming of a challenge again, but in fact nothing happened.

    In this atmosphere, even if they want to show pride or complacency, they seem out of place.

    Everything seems to be returning to the past, calm.

    - so is it weird because there is no special celebration?

    Xingdou frowned subconsciously and denied this answer.

    Not so.

    On the first day after the end, the manager lady hugged his hand and cried and laughed, shouting vaguely: "Yesterday scared me to death. I thought I was going to ...If I were stronger, Xingdou wouldn't have to work so hard..."

    Yi Xin, who was afraid of affecting his rest, didn't dare to come to him on that day, but as soon as he saw the figure, tears came down. It's hard to imagine that the always firm and confident Miss Agent would show such an appearance.

    "Sorry, I made you worry." Xing Dou spoke softly, and motionless let her hold his hand and cry, the drooping eyelashes were a little confused, and the mood swept through the wind as slight sourness.

    He never knew that he could affect a person's mind to such a degree, and this person is still the embodiment of the player, the will and thoughts of many players, representing the feelings of those outsiders.

    —At this moment, is he liked by players? Can he deserve this love?

    "It's not your fault." Yi Xin finally restrained her emotions, wiped the tears from the corners of her red and swollen eyes, and let go of her hands in embarrassment, the choked sob in her voice could not be hidden, "It's because I haven't done enough. ."

    Xing Dou shook her head and interrupted her self-deprecation: "You have done your best, this is not a battle for you alone, it is a challenge for 'we' to face, we agreed that day - share weal and woe, Honor and disgrace."

    "..." The manager was stunned, looked at him for a while, and then burst into laughter.

    "Although I still regret not bringing you a victory, I am now very convinced that another challenge is the right choice." She was calm and sighed, "You have already gained something different. stuff, that's great."

    Are you talking about rising stars? Xingdou wasn't sure what she meant by "harvest" for a while.

    Before he could think about it, Yi Xin took out a square box from the backpack on the side, stuffed it into his hand, and said with a smile, "This is a reward! I'll tell you when I go back and read it. I think so!"

    Xing Dou looked at the beautifully packaged box in his hand and tilted his head slightly: "There will be rewards for those who lose?"

    Miss agent raised her chin slightly, put her hands behind her back, and winked at him cutely: "Not for the loser, but for the challenger who stood up from the mud, for me The phoenix reborn from the ashes is for my idol who never gives up."

    Why is it so easy to say such a compliment? Obviously…

    His ears were hot, he couldn't help but look away and retorted in a low voice: "I'm not that good."

    "I knew you would say that." She smiled and said something unclear, jumped over and patted him affectionately, "That's it." The tone was full of familiar strangeness love.

    Immune to the strange kindness that appears on young girls from time to time, Xingdou went back and opened the gift.

    —is a small crown.

    The slightly simple and heavy gold is bent into a ring, and the yellow pink crystal is inlaid in it, and the shape of the heart adds a playful and lovely look. It's obviously a small item that girls will love, like a custom-made style.

    Xing Dou couldn't help laughing. After picking up the crown, he realized that there was still a note underneath.

    The girl's handwriting is clear and correct.

    "I adore you as I adore myself, and I crown you as my enthronement."

    He recited it silently, thinking about the look that the manager was expecting before saying goodbye, and sighed secretly - he still didn't understand what the players were thinking.

    Not long after staying in the dormitory, Xingdou successively received many gifts without names from the receiving robots. According to common sense, it is dangerous to accept gifts from strangers casually, and no one knows what will be received as a "gift".

    But the robots in the school have detection and confidentiality functions. They usually run around as couriers. They are very skilled in helping to deliver these small gifts.

    These gifts come in all shapes and sizes, from big-name snacks, to hand-made candies, to video recordings of the game process, to gorgeous costumes, to rings with initials engraved on them , there are wind chimes in the shape of stars, and new clothes of the season...

    This is not the first time that such a thing has happened, and it is not only happened to Xingdou, the students of the idol subject will more or less receive gifts from students of other subjects. There are many reasons for giving gifts, some are to seek opportunities for future cooperation, some are to express feelings, and some are given randomly...

    Even when Gong Guangxi accidentally mentioned this in a class, he taught them how to deal with such gifts.

    "Accepting the likes of others is also an idol's duty, so accept it well and give it back with a more perfect performance next time. But you can't be arrogant, and you can't treat yourself as a simple commodity. Know why you stand on the stage and why you are liked by others."

    The gifts this time are much more than last time. Many gifts will congratulate Xingdou on the progress of this competition, exaggerate their performance, and never mention the result of failure, as if it is just for the winner Like congratulations, there are liveliness and blessings between the lines.

    Even if Xingdou didn't feel that he needed comfort, he couldn't help but feel soft when he looked at the pile of gifts. Just as Santa Claus stands for—people are always happy when they receive a gift that is full of heart.

    So he thought he had celebrated.

    Although it was silent and unknown, it was a small resonance that only happened when they came together.

    It is a miracle that Xingdou lusted for a moment.

    If it's not a matter of celebration, is it because the game didn't make a difference in life?

    No change, so meaningless?

    Xingdou denies the answer again: No, not so.

    The game they launched was like a cluster of sparks ignited on dry weeds, and the blazing light that rolled up in an instant was just the prelude to a larger stage.

    After 1A, the remaining classes of the first grade challenged the third grade in one day. And some of the second graders joined the first grade to challenge the same as 2A, while others insisted on the tactic of fighting alone and sent out invitations to the competition.

    It is impossible for the third graders to show their retreat at this time. They can't be more clear about the idea of ​​this group of ambitious students - nothing more than pulling them down from the altar who are invincible in the eyes of everyone. Just occupy the position of God.

    Ordinary people who have seen Yi A’s performance will be excited and eager to try, not to mention other first grades who are in the same situation as Yi A and are unwilling?

    Winners defend their dignity, and losers are honored.

    Only seeing the final result, not thinking about the hardships, the students are clamoring to create a real miracle.

    The uncompromising competition started silently in the campus. The post about Xingdou and their match on the school forum was still at the top, but the endless new posts below were constantly broadcasting the results of each match.

    It can be said that in addition to Class A, which ended the game and studied steadily, the idol department has fallen into a new round of frenzy, and threw itself into each game with a desperate mentality to seek vitality.

    Someone even came to Xingdou before the game.

    "This time, you are ahead." Xiang Ming's eyes are bright, and he is very confident, "But we will be the first to win, and we will not let you take the lead."

    Xingdou didn't understand how he declared war in front of him, and subconsciously questioned his words: "Really?"

    "Of course!"

    The youth with azure hair did not hesitate, and after speaking, he stared at Xing Dou, as if to see something different, and was silent for a while.

    "You, don't you have anything to say?" He seemed not used to asking this question, tilted his head slightly, but did not move his eyes away, still looking at the person.

    What should I say?

    Xing Dou met his gaze blankly, after thinking for a while, he nodded clearly: "Then..."

    "Huh?" Xiang Ming raised his voice, as if showing expectations.

    "Then I have to go to class, bye."

    Xing Dou, conscious of the end of the topic, turned around and left, not seeing someone's instantly angry face.

    The twins of Class C appeared unexpectedly at the next corner, like NPCs blocking the way.

    "Xingdou, we are going to the competition." "Aren't you coming to cheer us on?"

    A bright and handsome boy with silver hair on the left and one on the right stood on both sides of him, and stretched out his arms to create a small space.

    "I'm not going."

    After walking two steps, he heard a voice behind him, and then turned his head: "I still have class, so I can't go."

    Looking at the two with a low expression for a moment, Xing Dou thought about it and added: "But, good luck to you."

    "I knew Xingdou wouldn't care about me!" "No, it was for me!"

    In just one sentence, the twins recovered their spirits and quarreled. Xingdou was finally able to go to the classroom smoothly.

    There are many similar little things, for example, some people want to get Xingdou's recent pen or clothes as a lucky item, some people come to the door to get some advice, and some people just want to see him and get some courage. Xingdou, who had a very low sense of existence in the past, can no longer easily blend into the crowd. No matter where he is, it becomes a simple matter to be found.

    Faced with these messy requests, a reasonable Star Dou will agree and give some opinions or stage experience. He refused all the ones that sounded strange. For example, if he wanted underwear, he would only get closed doors.

    One thing is clear anyway.

    As the first challenger, they really acted as butterflies, setting off a storm that they never thought of.

    In other words, influence exists and brings change.

    So what's wrong?

    Xing Dou once again returned to the problem that had been bothering him for several days. Hearing the bell urging him to get up, he reached out and turned off the screen.

    The moment I got up, an idea came from the corner.

    The black-haired boy froze suddenly, staring at the point of nothingness like a lifeless puppet, and did not move for a while.

    Yes, he forgot one thing.

    If it is not a problem from the outside, it is not a problem from the environment, then the problem can only appear in the inside, only in the person concerned.

    Something that was forcibly ignored a few days ago came to his heart again, this time he couldn't forget it again, and it was impossible to forget it.

    One of the festive crowd was unhappy.

    One person did not participate in the lively festival.

    In the bonfire that rose, there was a man who did not dance.

    The boundless joy and happiness should have filled him, but he seemed to have a hole in his chest and heard the echo of emptiness inside.

    "To gain is to lose."

    Become a four star star, lost the dream of four stars.

    Everything seems to be only one step away, everything seems to be close at hand.