One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    "What are you looking for me for?" The azure-haired youth leaned on the pillar in the corridor, looked at the person sitting on the opposite chair, frowned and asked, "Where did you get my communication from? number?"

    When he receives unfamiliar news, he usually ignores it directly, especially the kind of information marked with a certain address, as if he is going to do something shady.

    But this time he saw the note clearly written: Speaking of which I picked up a puppy a few days ago, do you know where it is :)

    Slightly familiar slapstick tone and provocative language, all of a sudden reminded him of the guy he saw that day, and the video taken by that bastard.

    With some kind of anger about why this guy is haunted, Xiang Ming saw the familiar black-haired **** again.

    "Of course I'm looking for you." Xing Dou turned around, facing Xiang Ming in the corridor, his long legs casually put together, "As for the communication number, as a good host, you still have to Find out what your pet is doing."

    This is of course used to fool people. Xiang Ming's contact information has been disclosed in the game forum for a long time, and it is difficult to know.

      Repentance?"

    "...That's not it." The black-haired boy opened the virtual screen at will, turned the screen around, showing the appearance of a video, "But I think you should be interested in this?"

    Although he didn't say what the video was, Xiang Ming immediately thought of what he was worried about, and his face suddenly turned blue.

    I guessed that this would be the reaction earlier, Xingdou took the fake video and even showed a faint smile: "I just asked straight, you are the C position of class B, right? ?"

    "... so what?" Xiang Ming stared at the virtual screen, looking at the man's always calm appearance, he couldn't help but want to say something to break his calm, " Or, you are actually a C-rank, and now you are looking for information in advance, are you afraid that you will lose?"

    The black-haired boy paused, glanced at him, and tilted his head: "You really want to lose to me again? If you lose this time, I will give you an option."

    "Oh, it's not certain who is kneeling below." Xiang Ming sneered, "What conditions can I delete that video, you can open it."

    "What's the theme of your class?" Xingdou immediately asked his own question, "Is the staffing set?"

    "...are you really here to inquire about information?" Thinking that this guy would make more demands, Xiang Ming actually felt a little subtle.

    Xingdou didn't speak, poked his virtual screen and smiled at him.

    "...The Law of the Jungle." The azure-haired youth suppressed his anger and squeezed the answer through his teeth, "The staff is also fixed."

    The Law of the Jungle is almost like Fauvism, a name for the law of the jungle.

    In fact, this kind of general theme will not affect their preparations, but if they are further asked where they have made any detailed changes, they must not say.

    If this shameless guy insists on asking, he can only ignore the video and wait for shame.

    Xiang Ming looked at him vigilantly, with spikes erected all over his body.

    "That's it." The black-haired boy nodded thoughtfully, without asking any more questions, he just clicked on the video.

    What appeared in front of him was not what he expected at all, but an ordinary dance basis.

    "You!" Xiang Ming felt that this person was really hateful.

    Such a disgusting threat, he will never give in.

    However, the man seemed to see what he was thinking, and his face was innocent: "Oh, are you not interested in this basic dance video? According to the agreement, I will delete it now."

    Deleted.

    "Or, what are you actually expecting?" The black-haired boy raised the corners of his mouth, and his beautiful green eyes crossed maliciously, "I'm not a strange person, so I won't really It is even more impossible to record the barking of an unknown dog and leave it in the terminal."

    He stood up, took two steps closer, and raised his eyebrows at the boy standing in the corner: "Except for my own family."

    Leaving this last sentence, he did not look back, left Xiang Ming, and prepared to leave.

    Being disturbed by these strange words, Xiang Ming, who blushed inexplicably, still remembered his previous question, and shouted to the guy who was about to leave: "Hey, you ,what's your name?"

    He definitely doesn't want to know the bastard's name, otherwise it seems like they are really familiar. But if you don't know the name of your opponent, it's very troublesome when you think of it, and there will always be appearances and behaviors, not simple words.

    The black-haired guy stopped for a while without looking back: "You will know sooner or later. I will let you know sooner or later."

      Lose again!"

    When he returned to his dormitory, Xingdou found that he had received a detailed plan for the arrangement and rehearsal time sent by Anmas.

    It seems that most of the day has passed, and they have arranged things as soon as possible.

    He handed over the information that he had sorted out and saw that it was received very quickly. After thanking him, he didn't ask how it came. It was estimated that Gong Guangxi had something to explain.

    This time the theme of class A is the Greek gods, class B is the law of the jungle, class C is shadow tricks, and class D is the garden horror.

    Xingdou didn’t know the information of Class D, but in the afternoon someone from Class D was very afraid to ask for help on their social accounts, saying that the class had engaged in a terrible theme, and they couldn’t support it. Can I transfer classes?

    It happened that a classmate of class A who likes to gossip knew this person, so I went to chat a few words. So it didn't take long for everyone in Class A to know the theme of Class D, but they just tacitly didn't mention it in front of others, pretending that they didn't know it.

    As far as the matching of the original song is concerned, the adaptation of Class B is probably the most suitable, and the dance style does not need to be greatly edited. After all, it turned out to be a passionate tune.

    Xingdou listened carefully to the adapted dance music, and found that it added a little noble and melodious feeling, and some subtleties became more impressive.

    This is indeed a very good adaptation, but he couldn't help sighing when he remembered the few people he had seen today.

    After having dinner hastily, Xingdou took the arrangement he just got and stood in the training room.

    The black-haired boy looked at the projection on the opposite side that was synchronized with himself, his eyes were calm, and he followed the music in the next second, watching the dismantled movement, and simply threw his hands and bent his waist.

    In addition to the wafting music and the sound of the movement, there is only my own heavy breathing.

    Today is just a normal, normal day.

    The next day, Yang Yu came to the classroom with dark circles under his eyes.

    There is no other reason. After receiving the adapted dance music, he began to worry.

    The adapted dance music takes into account the students who are not very good at dancing, but still retains the difficult parts, and even takes the initiative to add some in order to reflect the theme.

    As a C position, he naturally needs to practice the more difficult parts, and when Anmas sent him the information, he also emphasized that this time it is necessary to reduce mistakes and maintain a high level throughout the process. Just the standard.

    He tried to practice a few times last night, and the easy parts were fine, basically no mistakes were made, but the more difficult ones were really difficult to handle. In particular, there are a few movements that have already been split up, but I don't know if the way of exerting force is not right, and he always fails to do it well.

    Looking at the nondescript self projected in the projection, Yang Yu really hated that iron was not steel, and because of this, he had a nightmare of being kicked out after a night of failure.

    "Damn it... I don't think so." Yang Yu walked erratically, finding a seat and sitting down, only to feel that the road in front of him was pitch black and he could see nothing.

    After the failure, it is estimated that Teacher Gong will cut him with a smile.

    "What are you thinking?"

    "I think I'm going to be stabbed alive by the teacher." The beautiful young man with blonde hair and blue eyes covered his face and began to sob, as if he was really desperate, "I can't do it. , how to do this?"

    "...Where can't it be?" The good-hearted person next to him saw him like this, was silent for a while, and then asked again.

    "It's just a few moves..." The move that couldn't dance well appeared in Yang Yu's mind immediately, and Balabala said it smoothly.

    After he finished speaking, he felt a sense of relief that his troubles had been heard, and he realized something when his tense spirit relaxed, and turned his head to take a closer look.

    The black-haired and green-eyed boy was quietly recording something on the virtual screen. Seeing that he didn't speak, he glanced over slightly: "Anything else?"

    "...No, no more." Yang Yu had an even more unreal sense of emptiness. He even began to suspect that he hadn't slept well last night, and hallucinations began to occur in front of him.

    Otherwise, it cannot be explained at all, why does Xingdou listen to him carefully?

    This is not scientific at all!

    "Look carefully."

    However, Xing Dou didn't care what he thought, he just took off his coat, revealing only his close-fitting clothes, Shi Shiran walked to the front, counted the beats, and quickly entered the action.

    The flow of water, in one go.

    The kind of free flow, as if these movements are no different from other movements, that's all.

    Yang Yu was fascinated by it, and at a certain moment he seemed to vaguely understand the divine and human nature, softness and strength contained in this dance.

    "Do you understand?" It wasn't until the cold voice came again, which startled him and woke him up like a dream.

    The blond and blue-eyed boy nodded hurriedly: "Understood." He finally understood how those actions applied force and in what order.

    Xing Dou saw that he understood, so he walked back and put on his clothes, ready to wait for everyone to arrive and determine the position change in the dance.

    However, Yang Yu seemed to feel that he had obtained some kind of close permission, so he followed up and tried to praise: "Xing Dou, you are amazing. I have done it several times and failed to do it well, you learned it well. so fast."

    The black-haired boy didn't answer, but he didn't refuse his approach, so Yang Yu thought he could make persistent efforts: "Student Xingdou will definitely not need more practice, and it's so perfect, as expected of everyone A recognized genius."

    This time Xingdou stopped, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Genius?"

    "Well, everyone said so." Yang Yu was a little happy that he responded to him, and he said the matter, "The most powerful person here is Xing Dou, everyone said that they almost didn't see you. What's wrong, although someone has played the violin, but later admitted that you are very strong."

    "..." Xing Dou was silent for a while, then suddenly chuckled, "So this word will one day be associated with me."

    Then he didn't wait for Yang Yu to think about it, he turned his head and said, "Classmate Yang Yu, this is just my unilateral declaration."

    "If you were taught by me and danced badly, you might not get Teacher Gong to kill you. Before that..."

    "I'll help the teacher clean the door."

    The dark green eyes clearly marked seriousness and seriousness.

    Yang Yu shook and swallowed: "Okay, okay."

    He didn't want to know what method Xing Dou would use to make his life worse than death in this legal society.