One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    A hazy gray-blue light screen enveloped the stage, as a sign of the end, and also reserved a few minutes for the performers to prepare their thanks.

    The houses and panicked people projected by technology seem to be wiped clean by an eraser and gradually fade away.

    Su Mingzhi, who played the role of the blue mermaid who started the chase, and also played several other leading roles in the script, quickly approached the middle from the other end of the stage.

    Yu Bo, who played the role of the noble who kept the merman and was killed later, and also played the role of the first fisherman, got up from the ground and trotted towards the center.

    "But we finally succeeded." Su Mingzhi also slightly opened the neckline, wanting to breathe, with a smile.

    "It's too early to say this time." Also sitting up from the ground, Xia Yuan wanted to help his glasses, but just as he reached out, he remembered that he didn't wear glasses at all, and put them down as if nothing had happened.

    In order to divert the rising embarrassment, he glanced at him, and suddenly found that Xingdou, not far from him, was still sitting on the ground, keeping his legs and bowing his head without moving.

    The purple-haired boy frowned, suspecting that he was injured by too much movement when imitating the mermaid.

    "No." The voice that responded to him was a little muffled, but the tone was normal.

    The black-haired boy who had been bowing his head finally raised his head, released his hand, patted the dust on his legs, and turned to look at them: "I'm not injured."

    This glance made Xia Yuan understand why he just lowered his head.

      There was a touch of red at the ends of the slightly raised eyes, which made the quiet temperament soften a lot.

    Although it fits the naive feeling of a mermaid, this is no longer Doris, but Star Dou. The effect is comparable to that of the lone wolf that usually deterred and refused anyone to approach, and it was strangely transformed like a little white rabbit in an instant.

    Even in rehearsal, they had never seen such a star.

    "...You are this?" If it weren't for the indifferent expression that was no different from usual, Xia Yuan felt that Xing Dou was actually really sad for a moment.

    "Too deep."

    Xing Dou simply spit out four words and wiped away the tears, not intending to say the shameful thing that his tears are easy to stop.

    During the training period, the three members of the same team had already remembered that Xing Dou was a ruthless person and did not say much. With a smile on his face, he bowed to the audience in thanks.

    This is the end of the show.

    As soon as they entered the backstage, the four of them took their seats and finally relaxed.

    "I didn't feel it when everyone was there before." Yu Bo took off the aristocratic bow tie around his neck and complained in a long voice, "The stage is really big, I don't even dare to go down. Look, the heart keeps beating and pounding."

    "Me too." Su Mingzhi took a sip of water and wiped his sweat with a towel. "Some of us are scared. It's hard to imagine standing alone on the stage in the future."

     And the lines are not as natural as they were in the previous rehearsal, and the movements are a little too exaggerated."

    Su Mingzhi immediately lowered his head and pretended not to be talking about himself, Yu Bo sneered, not daring to speak again.

    From a personal point of view, they feel that the stage is not bad, but before seeing the real votes, there is still a kind of worry that they dare not say anything, and they do not want the atmosphere to change because of the game. Tension, he avoided the topic.

    After both of them were silent, in the huge backstage lounge, there was only the sound of the stars rustling and dealing with clothes.

    The fish tail of Xingdou is shaped by optical technology, which is of the same nature as the houses and trees projected on the stage. In order to achieve this, it is necessary to wear special clothes, which is convenient for projection, and also allows users to control it more easily, and the visual effect of the display is also better.

    The only disadvantage is that in order to "transform" human legs naturally in the later stage, the pants are not only transparent from the thigh, but also very thin, very close-fitting, and average elasticity.

    So it makes it difficult to take off.

    Xing Dou had been fighting with these pants for a while, and almost took off half of them, and suddenly found that the surroundings were quiet.

    He frowned and raised his head, and found that the other three were staring at him subconsciously. After a little thought, he immediately guessed the reason - the atmosphere fell into silence, and they followed the only source of sound.

    "Xia Yuan classmate." Xing Dou continued to lower his head to get his clothes, trying to divert his attention, "It seems that you didn't fully participate in the play when you acted, there are several scenes where the emotional transition is unnatural, and the lines are almost wrong. One sentence, and when they are playing against me, are you dissatisfied with me?"

    As soon as these words came out, Su Mingzhi and Yu Bo looked at Xia Yuan curiously, waiting for him to explain.

    “…”

    Xia Yuan did not expect that Xingdou, who seemed to be completely immersed in the stage, would notice it, but he couldn't say that because he was emotionally moved, he subconsciously wanted to make his own reaction, not Alvin's response, so it was only half a shot of the truth.

    "No, it's my one-sided problem, not yours." He finally answered.

    Just as the two of them were asking and answering, Xing Dou had already taken off his pants, wiped his sweat, and changed to a looser style before he said, "Okay. We should go back."

    Xia Yuan and the others agreed without any objections. I don’t know if it was because the plot was heavy or tired and didn’t say much.

    The way of handling emotions becomes smooth, the movements are less contrived, and the articulation of the lines is better, but there will still be too much movement, and the cohesive lines will become unstable question.

    In addition, the emotional level is not very clear, and the emotional lines are easy to sink. Compared with Wen Lun's scene, there are many areas for improvement.

    But at least…

    The black-haired boy stretched out his palm, folded his fingers, and clenched it slowly as if he was grasping something.

    At least he can stand upright here and be watched by many, many people, and he has the courage to continue.

    Xia Yuan, who was traveling with him, noticed Xingdou's quiet state and couldn't help comparing it with Doris on stage. Although he would not admit it in person, he was really impressed by the expressiveness of the guy in front of him. Amazed.

    The innocent Doris, the cold-blooded Doris, and the dazed Doris.

    After he actually wrote this script, he was worried at first about whether he could perform well, especially the key Doris, so he had a private discussion with Xingdou on how to perform it.

    At that time, the black-haired boy had already read the script carefully. Facing his hidden worries, he calmly promised: "You can act."

    Then he easily performed several scenes that he thought were difficult to express.

    "You, you...why are you performing?"

    Xia Yuan was so stunned that he didn't know what to say. In his imagination, even Xingdou should be helpless with those scenes, after all, loneliness and hesitation are not so easy to express.

    Xingdou did not answer this question, and said "continue" in a low voice.

    He's a guy full of mysteries...he thought silently.

    Xingdou, who was walking to the class lounge, did not know, because of this performance, a few people had already exploded.

    "My God!" Yang Yu held her breath after watching this, and after the end, she raised her voice in disbelief, causing Anmas, who was on the side, to cover her ears.

    "Who wrote such a particularly unfriendly script? It must be Xia Yuan, the dark-hearted guy, right." He turned his head to see Anmas' movements, and immediately lowered his voice For a while, the certainty in the words has not diminished.

    "It is indeed based on the one he wrote, but it has also been edited a lot." Anmus rubbed his ears and confirmed this guess, "This script is much better than ours, the number of votes Shouldn't be lower."

    "Anmus, you don't understand, the script doesn't really matter." The blond, blue-eyed boy shook his head, looking like a master, "The most important thing, the one that makes this drama stand out the most. How could it be just a script!"

    Looking at his expression, the white-haired and black-skinned young man immediately thought of something, and laughed twice: "You want to say - Xingdou, right?"

    "Of course!" Yang Yu nodded, "If I were in the same group as Xing Dou, I would definitely not get more than the votes I got now, that kind of layman can see it's amazing, Xia Yuan is really Good luck."

    “Look at the transitions and changes of Doris on the stage, apart from Wen Lun, how many of them can act so well?”

    Anmus just wanted to say something different, but found that he did not deny it. After thinking about it, he was horrified to find that in his heart, Xingdou had long been and strong , Omnipotence is equal.

    Perhaps this idea seems a little too dependent on others, but he also feels that if Xingdou is with him, maybe the situation will change.

    He couldn't help but spurn his own mentality for a moment: it seemed that he had become a star like Yang Yu unknowingly, and he was really dizzy. But perhaps it was because Xing Dou was able to show a confident and unhurried look from beginning to end, and it really played a very important role, so he left such an impression.

    Even now, when Anmas watched Xia Yuan's play, for Xing Dou to play the role of Doris so vividly, in addition to his uncontrollable admiration and excitement, he also took it for granted.

    Yang Yu saw that Anmas didn’t speak and didn’t care, and performed the duties of “Xingdou Blowing” earnestly. It’s not easy to do, and if you’re not careful, there will be flaws, and I think it’s him who can achieve a high level throughout the whole process without obvious flaws.”

    "It's a pity, I just watched it, I forgot to record the video, and forgot to take a picture. After Xingdou, I definitely don't want to take pictures for me alone..."

    "Wow, the grade group has already been swiped and asked who the mermaid is. No, I have to check carefully, and can't spread his news! Huh? Someone took a screenshot, hurry up Click save, I don't know if there is a video..."

    Anmas was amused and couldn't help reminding: "Yang Yu, do you remember that you and Xingdou are actually competitors competing for the same peak, not a true fan?"

    The blond, blue-eyed boy was stunned, his cheerful and showy expression slowly disappeared, turning into a somewhat lost look.

      "

    "For Star Dou, I'm not even a competitor right now."

    "In fact, rather than being a competitor, I want to stand beside him, and I want to see the same scenery as him." Yang Yu meditated in his heart without saying anything.

    Wen Lun, who was not far from them, heard these discussions, watched the Star Dou performance video uploaded by others in the grade group, pursed her lips, and had an idea that was surprisingly consistent with Yang Yu.

    Xingdou always looked at the sky, at the high dome, and wanted to go there.

    I never cared, how many people were under his feet and behind him, deterred by his light, stumbled and followed.

    I want to catch him like this.

    Or, stand beside him and see the same view.

    …

    Xiang Ming on the other side was staring at the number of votes coming out on the screen in the specially-located single space, and Anjin's eyes were filled with anxiety and anticipation that he didn't even notice. , his body was tense until the number was read out, then he widened his eyes, suppressed his heartbeat, and exhaled a heavy breath.

    "Losing." He whispered softly, no emotion, but leaned back, put his hands over his eyes, his lips trembled, gritted his teeth and repeated, "Losing."

    After a while, the azure-haired boy put down his palms, his eyes were calm again, he sniffed his nose, his nasal voice was heavy, as if nothing had happened: "This time I lost without complaining. That guy played very well. it is good."

     Immediately resentful, she swore to someone who wasn't here: "But don't think you can keep winning! One day... I'll make you cry too!"

    …

    "Alas." Contrary to Xiang Ming's unwillingness, the twins in Class C sighed, with an expression of being beaten to the point of failure.

    "You guys are so tacit today?" The corners of Jing Liu's mouth twitched, not quite understanding where they came from.

    "It's just that I suddenly feel that there is a long way to go." Makiyama Yusuke looked at the projection deeply, "The level of Xingdou doesn't seem like we can abduct it."

    "It was made clear before that he would come to join us after graduation." Makiyama Yusuke sighed, holding his chin, "But at the moment, he is definitely holding us back when he comes."

    "...Do you still remember that agreement?" Jing Liu was even more helpless, "I think about it and know that it was said at the time to fool you."

    As soon as he finished speaking, he received the twins' death eye attack, and smirked for a while before he escaped the disaster.

    "Of course we know that kind of thing." After a while, the silver-haired blue-eyed man muttered unhappily.

    "The only strategy is to pretend to be deceived, and then take advantage of the opportunity to cook cooked rice." The silver-haired and red-eyed man answered, "But the strength still has to match."

    "So, we still have to work hard." They said in unison, with the same fighting spirit in their eyes, "To become like him, no, stronger than him!"

    So Jing Liu was surprised for a moment, and laughed: "Yes, but don't complain anymore."

    "We still have a long way to go!"