One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    Anmus' appearance is very intimidating, and the shock of his dance at the beginning of the school still left an impression on everyone, so his words were successfully recognized by everyone.

    I was surprised by the sudden game event before, but after thinking about it, I can understand what the important issue is now.

    "First of all, we have to determine everyone's current level, and then carry out special training." Anmas looked around the students and explained briefly, "If we can't make use of our strengths and avoid weaknesses, this game will be very difficult. Hard to win."

    Xingdou understands that this is a euphemism, their level is uneven, and they must win by strategy.

    "Then how do we perform?" Someone answered in confusion.

    But he knew that this should only be a necessary process of the plot.

    "I suggest that everyone try this dance now." Anmus answered simply, "If you can sing and dance well, you can prove your strength, and naturally you will have more choices."

    The implication is that if you don't have the strength, just wait to be arranged.

    To be able to come to this place, there are not many fools. The students of Class A basically understand the "the strong eat the weak" behind this sentence. They don't say much, and they default to this rule.

    Under the guidance of a certain tacit understanding and the mentality of seeking self-protection, Class A began the strength test.

    Students stand in turn on the stage for performance, like the first test, to show their strength.

    This is a dance that is much more difficult than the one at the beginning of the school year, with complex movements and high requirements for coherence.

      More serious, not only does it not look like a dance, but it looks like a dancing radio exercise.

    Songs are slightly less difficult than dances, but generally speaking, they are not easy to sing. There are several high-pitched clips that are easy to float, and bass clips that are difficult to grasp. The Rap in the middle also requires a certain foundation. If the connection is not good, it will appear very messy.

    Xing Dou watched their performance quietly, and was sure that everyone had made a lot of progress during this time.

    Compared to before, it is obvious that everyone's dance has been improved this time, and most of them can do it well. Although there are some small details that need to be adjusted, it is not particularly bad.

    It's just that singing seems to be a talent sometimes, many people dance well, but the songs are short-lived, the high notes can't go up and the lows can't go down, and there are even two out of tune to go to the sky, break Can't break it back.

    Anmus obviously didn't expect that what stopped them was not a more difficult dance, but a relatively simple song. He tapped the table with one hand, rested his forehead with the other, frowned, and looked very bad.

    Yang Yu, who had always been by the side, ran a little further away and did not get close.

    Xia Yuan was still there, holding up his glasses and carefully recording something. In the words of Yang Yu, it is the style of a dog-headed military division.

      If he were to face these classmates, he would be so cold that his face would freeze.

    "Xingdou, what do you think?" A voice suddenly came from beside him, reminding him that there was indeed a guy in the seat here.

    "...thinking?" Not understanding what Wen Lun was asking, Xing Dou glanced at this sometimes mysterious person, and his tone was cold.

    At this glance, Wen Lun raised the corners of her lips and showed a slightly shy smile: "If you want to be the leader here, I can help you."

     Hearing this, Xing Dou sat up straight, his eyes calm: "Why do you think so?"

    He didn't remember when he showed his desire to be a leader, and he didn't think there was anything to be done. Why did Wen Lun suddenly say this?

    Do you want to provoke him to fight Anmus and get something out of it?

    Thinking of this, the black-haired boy's eyes suddenly became suspicious.

    Wen Lun saw the doubt and took it easy: "I don't mean to gain anything from it. If I insist, it's just that I think you are very suitable."

    It is very suitable to be such a shining and admired character, just like at that time he felt that it was really suitable for Xingdou to be a god.

    "Oh?" Xing Dou didn't answer whether he was willing or not, he just asked, "Then how do you want to help me? What can you do?"

    How powerful is this guy, and what kind of strategies he has, if he can know, it will be considered supplementary information.

    "Actually, I can't do anything." The pink-haired boy smiled, his black eyes curled up, as if he was saying ordinary things, "But generally speaking, to create a new group, Always destroy the old one first, right?"

    Inexplicably, Xingdou faintly smelled cruelty from these calm words.

    He stared at the man who threatened to destroy the current temporary group for a few seconds, then quickly looked away.

    "No need." He rejected the proposal, closed the table's connection to the terminal, and stood up, "I don't need that spot."

    "And, if I want, I'll bring it myself."

    The black-haired boy turned his head to the side, and the deep green eyes shone with a shimmering light like a lake.

    "Not quite enough for a pet cat to help."

     After speaking, he walked straight to the front, ready to perform.

    Wen Lun watched him leave, the smile on his face slowly subsided, and finally his face was expressionless.

    Below no one saw, the white hands were already clenched, and the blue veins were slightly visible.

    "Why..."

    The voice of the second half of the sentence was too low and was blown away by the wind, and no one but the parties knew it.

    "There is no doubt that this game is about doing whatever it takes to win, right?"

    Hearing this loner suddenly throw a word, Anmas was still a little stunned, but nodded quickly: "That's right. Teacher Gong won't want to see anyone who is not the first. ranking."

    He looked up and down Xingdou, probably because he always heard the news of rejection from Yang Yu, and at this time, a sense of flattery rose untimely.

    "Okay, then we need to choose the C position (center position) to increase the chips, right?" Xingdou was not surprised by this answer, nodded and raised another matter.

    But starting from this topic, no matter how you think about it, there is only one possibility - Xingdou is here to compete for the C position and gain the dominance.

    Anmus obviously thinks so too, he raised his eyebrows: "Why, what good method does Xingdou have?"

    "Yeah." Xingdou responded again, just opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, he heard his serial number.

    "I'll come back and talk later." He said to the two of them and went to the stage first.

    Anmas and Xia Yuan looked at each other and saw the same meaning as themselves in each other's eyes.

    "If he can do it, it's nothing to ask him to come." Anmas watched Xing Dou stand up, straightened his waist unconsciously, and put down his hand supporting his face.

    "After all, there are not many suitable people here." Xia Yuan also looked there, his eyes were good for a moment, "It is better to let the inappropriate guys stand in inappropriate positions. Give it to someone better able to win."

      , do not want to, dare not move.

    The complicated and difficult dance came into his hands, like a straightened ball of wool, flowing and hearty.

    Attractive power, casual smoothness, elegant and clean beauty, all in this person.

    This time there was no butterfly flapping its wings lightly and powerfully on the stage, but a deadly black leopard appeared, lured its prey to approach with almost deadly quiet violence.

    Except for a slight flaw in the middle Rap, no one in the audience can say that this performance is not good.

    When it was over, the scene was silent for a few seconds, and then there was a rustling discussion.

    No way, now everyone understands that this is not a very close master.

    Xingdou seemed to be completely unaware of the slightly hot gaze around her, panted for a while, calmed her breath, and then came down.

    Watching the dark-haired boy walking this way, Anmus asked in a low voice, "Although he is very unwilling, letting him come should ensure our victory. What do you think? "

    He recalled his performance and didn't think he could completely beat this one. Instead of forcing the C position to be set off bleak, it is better to give it to the right person from the beginning.

    But in the bottom of his heart he would still wonder what this guy grew up eating and how he was so strong.

    "When the Rap came out, I thought I was listening to some layman's performance. It was rotten to a certain extent." Xia Yuan wrote something on the virtual screen and paused, "But in Under such circumstances, I still do not want to look away.”

    It is exaggerated, but it is the default meaning.

    So when Xingdou stood in front of them again, the two eyes looking at something rare swept him carefully, making him almost suspect that he had something strange like a spider on his body .

    "What a strange guy." After a long while, Anmus spit out a puzzled word, "If you have a better temper..."

    "Cough." Xia Yuan coughed suddenly.

    The white-haired, dark-skinned boy straightened his expression immediately and said seriously to Xingdou: "We already understand what you want to do. As you said, in order to win, we need more chips , Welcome, Xingdou classmate."

    Welcome?

    "So, you agree with my proposal?" He looked at the calm expressions of the two and thought to himself that it was so simple?

    "Yeah." Anmus nodded, "Do you want to reiterate?"

    "Huh?" The blond, blue-eyed boy who was pointed to widened his eyes and pointed to himself subconsciously.