One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    In a dream, there are erratic clouds under your feet, and everything around you is blurred in silence.

    The next step is to go under the cloud? Will there be **** or reality?

    Xingdou felt that he might not be completely awake, so at this moment, he heard the player in front of him invite him and told him that he wanted to progress and work hard with him.

    Perhaps it was because of this obsession in his heart that he had such absurd dreams and saw the dream scene.

    But this is a dream after all, right?

    If it is a dream, you will always wake up. After waking up, everything is still the same, no change.

    The expression of the black-haired boy has been dazed since the player spoke to him. With these thoughts slowly changing, he pursed his lips and stared at the girl in front of him with deep green eyes. , as if trying to remember her outline and expression, and after a long while, she said in a hoarse voice:

    "Thank you."

    He seemed to think that was not enough, he quickly stretched his brows, slightly curved his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a gentle smile at the girl who claimed to be a trainee agent: "Thank you Tell me this and I'm happy."

      s color.

     Those deep green pupils were full of sincere gratitude.

      Hot cheeks, I don't know what I'm saying in my mouth:

    "No, you're welcome. I didn't actually do anything, really. Because you are a very good person, that's why you get everything today, I, I am also very useless, unable to help too much on you..."

    The more I talk about it, the more chaotic it becomes, and in the end I don't know what to say.

    When the girl thought that the person in front of her was a character she had wanted to see for a long time, and she acted so stupidly, the sense of shame in her heart became stronger, and then under the blessing of shame, she spoke even more bad things.

    After two or three minutes of tossing and turning like this, she finally gave up and put down her hand, showing her flushed cheeks, exhaling, and using all her courage to look at the black-haired boy: "Xingdou."

    "?" Having already accepted that the person in front of him was a fantasy, Xing Dou tilted his head slightly, but he didn't think she was stupid. After all, anything was possible in the dream, so he waited patiently.

    "...Can I shake hands with you?" The girl wanted to say hug, but she thought that she was not that familiar with Xing Dou at all, and if she really hugged, maybe the first person to be shocked herself, so she took the next step and made another request.

    "Okay." Xing Dou has always had a more lenient attitude towards girls, and at this moment, he didn't feel that he should reject the figure he imagined in his dream, so he stretched out his hand naturally.

    It was a pair of slender, white hands with well-defined joints and a healthy pale pink nail.

    Different from imagination, it is not a cool feeling like ice jade, but warm. The sharp knuckles appear to be sluggish, but they are actually soft. It looks like the hand carefully carved by the artist, but when you hold it, you can clearly feel a little cocoon hidden in the subtleties.

    That is the trace left by the strings, the imprint of the training.

    She felt sad for no reason, and when she remembered it, she saw the mighty crowd going in other directions, but she still couldn't hold back her tears, and said hoarsely to Xingdou: "You will definitely succeed. Yes! Definitely!"

    "I'll always have your back!"

    Xing Dou looked at him in astonishment, and after saying these words to him, the girl who immediately communicated with tears and tears hurriedly released her hand, opened the door like a whirlwind when the Tathagata came out, and left only one vote bills on the table.

    Even in a dream, this kind of behavior is too magical... He muttered amusingly, turned back to the original chair, and sat down again.

    I unconsciously looked at the ticket that was left, and the words of the girl who just left were still vivid in my mind.

    "The word forever has been a lie since its birth."

    The black-haired boy gently picked up the ticket and stuffed it into the ballot box behind him, like a dragon guarding treasure, before the most important things.

    "But if you're in a dream, it's okay to believe such a lie once in a while."

    Maybe she really got some kind of courage and peace, Xingdou felt that the surrounding was not so cold, and time returned to normal order.

    It's just that this dream seems too wonderful, too long.

    After the girl left, dozens of people came to him and voted for him.

    Some of them are as embarrassed as the girl, and they dare not stay for a few words in a hurry; Started up ways to maintain health, nagging about his unhealthy places, telling him to take care of his body and get a good rest; some were as bold as brothers who had known him for many years, patting him on the back while talking chatty about watching him Impressions from the stage; some are purely curious, slowly put down the ticket and then look up and down, and can't help but ask a few questions like "Do you actually have a background?"

      People who have such rich imaginations, who have conceived so many characters in one breath, let them all vote for themselves and express their praise.

    When all the students received the notification that the voting was over, the black-haired and green-eyed teenager leaned back on the chair, gasping for breath, a stone in his heart was put down.

    Just inadvertently remembering the ballot box on the back, there is still an incredible sense of fantasy.

    He remembered every vote very clearly, and he didn't need to count it again to have the answer in his heart—one hundred and eighty-one votes.

    There are about 20 students in one class in the first grade, and about 80 students in the four ABCD classes.

    There are eight five-star characters including Yang Yu, Xia Yuan, Anmas, Wen Lun, Xiang Ming, Mushan Gemini, and Jing Liu. In addition, there are more than twenty four-star characters, more than thirty three-star characters, and more than ten two-star and one-star characters.

    Players have nine thousand votes in their hands.

    At least half of the popular five-stars were given to him, and he had to compete with many others for the remaining votes. It was unexpected that he could get so many.

    He doesn't think this number is too low, because he understands that there are still many people who can't get attention, can't even know the truth of the world, and don't know what a bleak road he is walking on.

    In any case, this is a good enough dream for Star Dou.

      After eating, is the audience such a terrifying creature? It was normal to see it on the stage before, why is it so scary off the stage. Could it be the difference between the stage and the stage that caused them to maintain a certain degree of restraint..."

    There are several others with similar expressions.

    Anmus had a stern face, without a trace of smile, completely released the aggression in his eyebrows and refused to be approached by others, like a big cat on alert. The originally neat clothes were suspiciously wrinkled, and once a classmate wanted to ask him what happened to his clothes, he would get a rather blunt "accidentally fell to the ground and was stepped on", without explaining why the clothes he was wearing would trampled.

    Xia Yuan's glasses did not know what kind of damage they had received. They shattered into small pieces visibly, and were held by their master as a defensive shield. Once someone has the idea of ​​getting too close, they will receive a poisonous attack from Xia Yuan, "If you can't even tell that I don't want to talk to you at all, then I should really sigh that your appearance is a miracle".

    Wen Lun still had a smile on his face, but it was different from his usual feeling of being good-natured or pretending to be innocent. It was a threatening smile that shuddered at one more glance, and treated everyone who entered his vote indiscriminately. The people in the room seem to be polite, but they are the most suffocating and most dare not offend.

    Therefore, he did not receive any signs of wear and tear on his body at all, and what he went in was what he came out, except that his cheeks might hurt after laughing for a long time.

    Xiang Ming from the next class is the exact opposite of him. At first, he was very polite to the people who came to vote. He asked a question and answered a question very well. It may be that this performance has encouraged the courage of the players. They tentatively asked more sensitive questions, and after they got the answers, they let go of the bottom line and asked questions, and they asked the patient Xiang Ming to be irritable.

    In the end, he almost ignored people. As long as anyone who came to open his mouth, he would be stared at by his cold death.

    The Mushan twins have gone through this round of voting, but it would be fine if they were assigned together, and the cooperation between the two may not be enough for the players. It's a pity that this is an individual vote, and it is impossible to allow them to vote as a group in the same voting room, so they have to accept the vote separately, and greet those players' curious or unintentional words separately.

    Of course, they didn't expect the player's curiosity to be so much, they couldn't resist it quickly, and they all pretended to be dead to deal with it.

    Jing Liu, who is usually sunny and cheerful, unexpectedly did not respond much, and came out full of energy, according to himself - "The audience here is very interesting, isn't it? ? They obviously haven't seen us a few times, but sometimes they act like they are already familiar with us. Don't you feel curious about the reason? Hahaha, it's a very good idea, and it's good to observe them interesting."

    "It's just a monster..." Makiyama Yusuke groaned weakly, and got the approval of his brother.

    In any case, this game, which is quite a bit of a game, finally came to an end.

    A class got 3154 votes, B class got 2060 votes, C class got 2825 votes, D class got 960 votes Eleven votes.

    The total number of votes is A, B, C, D in descending order.

    Class C lost to Class B by more than 30 votes.

    The first class competition ended with the victory of class A.

      Mission, liberate your nature.

    Because winning is really not easy, Gong Guangxi and Feng Xuesong stood aside, looked at each other, and decided to let these children have fun for a while, without directly interrupting their passion. But looking at the smiles on the corners of their mouths, they seem to be in a good mood.

    The students of class A don't know what they are acquiesced in, they just keep spreading their excitement and happiness. Yang Yu also cheered, and his face turned red when he shouted, so he managed to calm down.

    It's so good, the feeling of winning, fighting with everyone and cheering like this.

    The blond and blue-eyed teenager was full of emotions, and suddenly realized that being an idol and performing on stage seemed to have more different meanings, no longer like what he once thought was a tool, Instead, it has become another existence that may make life more interesting and clear.

    He was right here, not only to see different scenery, but also to get things he never thought of.

    The one who brought him change and made him realize the beginning of it all...

    Yang Yu couldn't help turning his head, looking for the person who had always been calm and self-controlled in the noisy sound.

      A dark-haired boy in a remote place, quietly watching the result.

    It was a very strange expression, at least in the current scene, it seemed very different.

      He watched the result, but not only the votes of class A, but the total votes of the four classes very carefully.

    Then no longer looked up, and looked at the other classes with no joy or sorrow.

    Yang Yu followed the line of sight, only to find that the state of all classes except them was heavy and gloomy, including the teacher, no one made too much noise, but some people kept raising and lowering their sleeves.

    He remembered the rules that Gong Guangxi had said before the game, the cruel and incomprehensible elimination system, froze for a moment, and then felt uncomfortable.

    In the huge auditorium, only their voices hovered over the sky, overshadowing the mourning and unwillingness that was silent below. It was their horn and the death knell of others.

    He seemed to finally understand what Xia Yuan meant by "the strong eat the weak" when the school started.

    The blond and blue-eyed boy fell silent, a faint melancholy lingering in his heart, quenching the excitement of victory.

    This is a road where people are constantly being left behind.

    When will it be his turn?

    As he stopped speaking, the teachers also felt that there was enough time for them to express their feelings. Needless to say, a single eye knife was enough to stop the students who had been fully taught. Actions.

     Harmonious silence has been restored in the auditorium.

    The principal with gray temples stood on the podium, congratulated the winners, felt sorry for the losers, and gave corresponding rewards and punishments.

    As the winner, Class A was rewarded by the academy—the opportunity to participate in performing arts activities, and the limited-time right to use some exclusive classrooms, and three sets of performance uniforms customized by the school united company.

    Class B also got two sets of customized performance costumes, but they need to exclude the last 10% of the class from the class according to the learning situation, and give up the road in the idol department.

    Class C gets a set of customized costumes and needs to transfer 25% of the students to general subjects. Class D was the worst. Although they also got a set of costumes, they were about to lose 50% of their students.

    This is the ruthlessness of the idol training academy, which has always been known as the place of strangulation.

    On the road to becoming an idol, there has always been no room for lax, laggards, and no talent.

    The principal explained the situation of rewards and punishments, and soon noticed that the negative emotions were gradually wafting below, he laughed unhurriedly, and then a strong and powerful voice sounded throughout the auditorium:

    "The so-called idol is a person who bears hope and light, and expresses everything about himself on the stage of public attention."

    "You not only need to hone your skills, but also constantly hone your heart until it is transparent and bright, no shadows and setbacks can make it lose its luster, and no amount of training can Let it be damaged, and no difficulty or obstacle can break it."

    "When you have such a heart, you will be qualified idols. At that time, even if you stand here without a word, your heart will glow."

    "Don't be afraid, and don't dare to move forward because of this. What you have chosen is a path that requires courage and persistence."

    The principal exhorted loudly, and those green and blue eyes conveyed these words to the confused students in the audience. I don't know when, someone applauded with tears in their eyes. They didn't even care to wipe away the tears, and they smashed onto their clothes and smashed into the hearts of invisible people.

    Xingdou also looked up at the principal, clenching his fists silently, feeling that his slightly gloomy mood slowly cleared up.

    If you are sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat.

    He doesn't have time to think about failure, think about the ending, he is still on the road, and he needs to continue to improve and grow.

    With thunderous applause, this time the competition is over.

    Xingdou mixed with the class troops and followed the teachers back to their classrooms.

    On the way, he passed class B, and at a certain moment he was lightly tapped on the shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw only a head with azure hair.

    "Agreed on a good bet, I'll meet you later."

    The man with a very calm tone dropped these words and walked away without looking back.

    I didn't even give Xing Dou a moment to react, and hurriedly walked away for fear of repenting.

    Xing Dou also muttered in his heart when he remembered the bet: If you want to give him the good information, you can just mail it directly, why do you need to meet and submit it again. Enemies are very jealous when they meet, and it is not easier to fall out when they meet. If Xiangming is unwilling to fulfill the bet in a fit of anger, then he will lose more than his gains.

    However, it was an unexpected gain, and it would not be a loss if Xiangming did not give it at that time.

    He thought so, and felt another figure beside him.

    "Xingdou, when you were in the voting room, did you meet any strange audience?" Wen Lun seemed to be purely curious, whispered, and asked without malice.

    Xing Dou glanced at him, and became a little curious about this question. He didn't quite understand what the standard of so-called strange audience was. Did the players do something?

    "What kind of strangeness are you talking about?" He thought about it and asked directly.

    This question does not seem to be difficult to answer, but Wen Lun was silent for a moment, and after considering the words, he answered: "I will ask you if you have vest lines or abdominal muscles, and get the answer. Then I deliberately pretended to fall into your arms and took the opportunity to touch something."

    “…whose experience is this?”

    Xingdou does not believe that such a detailed description is imagined out of thin air, so it is only possible that someone has indeed encountered this situation.

    "Anmus." Wen Lun sold people without hesitation, and added, "There are quite a lot of people there, so he asked many people to vote together at first, but the result was Taking advantage of the chaos took a lot of money.”

      Went in. The result was that the space was too small to cause confusion, and in the confusion, his glasses were knocked off and a piece was broken."

     "However, this method has a good deterrent effect. The audience did not dare to crowd again later, and lined up in a regular manner, for fear of encountering another venom attack."

    Wen Lun calmly described Xia Yuan's words as venom.

    “…” Xingdou felt that the players should have no ill will, probably because watching a living character in front of him could not control his excitement.

    Maybe there are not enough people on his side, and I haven't seen a player who expresses emotions like that.

    So he suppressed his subtle mood and replied calmly: "I haven't met such a strange audience, they are all very gentle people."

    The pink-haired boy sighed in relief when he heard the words, and showed his usual smile: "Then I can rest assured, otherwise I feel that it is not easy to deal with at all."

    This sounds a little weird.

    Xing Dou glanced at him, and seeing his normal expression, he couldn't guess what he was thinking, so he simply ignored it.

    Yang Yu, who was behind the two, saw Wen Lun entangled again, and for a while, he rolled his eyes, quickened his pace, and squeezed past.

    "What's the matter with you?" Wen Lun stared at Yang Yu who suddenly appeared with a smile.

    "I, I didn't come to you." Yang Yu swallowed and turned to Xingdou, "Xingdou, I didn't see you in the voting session before, are you all right? This time it's strange. There were quite a lot of spectators, and many people came over and wanted to rub people's hair."

    Xingdou gave the same answer to this similar question: "No, they're all fine."

    "That's it." Yang Yu said with a sigh of relief, "It's great that so many people like us."

    "...Well." The black-haired boy paused for a moment, agreed with this point of view, and said, "It's as good as a dream."

    No more words after that, the two people next to you are not interested in the conversation between you and me.

    After returning to the classroom that day, Gong Guangxi and Feng Xuesong said that they were not in a hurry to summarize everyone's problems for the time being. The students each went back to take a day off before resuming the game.

    Xingdou followed the advice and returned to the dormitory alone after eating.

    After entering the house, he went straight to take a shower, hurriedly dried his hair, took three steps and two steps, and fell on the bed, lying face down for a while.

    In the dim room, the bright star stickers on the ceiling are particularly conspicuous.

    However, he only caught the illusory light and shadow, but did not catch the real stars.

    In the night, a sigh that was barely audible drifted away.

    [System settlement...]

    [The activity level will be planned according to the growth of the character, and the growth progress will be calculated now…Yang Yu, the calculation is completed; Anmas, the calculation is completed…Xiang Ming, the calculation is completed…Gong Caiyi, the calculation is completed; Yu Bo, the calculation is complete...]

    […Shi Shi, calculation completed; Xingdou, calculation%&*#, calculation failed, make a second attempt...]

    [Xingdou, calculate *￥&%, fail again, make three attempts…]

    [Xingdou, calculate&￥#@, failed again, make a fourth attempt...]

    …

 】

    [Xingdou, check the data stream BUG, ​​start the test... The test is over, no abnormality. Apply to the upper-level AI to check abnormal conditions and raise the possibility of data errors. 】

    […I have received a reply from the superior AI, confirming the character star, the growth value exceeds the one-star limit, so it is impossible to calculate a reasonable growth progress according to the one-star character, and there have been many calculation errors, infer the card face The setting is wrong, apply to the higher AI to change the setting...]

    [With the permission of the superior AI, I agree to change the card attributes of the character Star Dou to a two-star character. This operation is about to be performed, in operation...]

    [The operation is successful, the character star is reset to a two-star character, the card face is changed to the costume shape, the value is displayed according to the character, the voice is increased, and the corresponding personal route is being set... The setting is complete, the character Star Dou, become a two-star character. 】

    [Xingdou, carry out the numerical calculation again, the calculation is in progress...the calculation is completed; Wangu, the calculation is completed...]

    That night, Xingdou had a very strange dream.

    At first, he thought that the players he saw and the victories were too real dreams. When he woke up, he would forget them, but he fell into a deep sleep, but he really dreamed of strange things.

    Is it a dream within a dream?

    He wondered, seeing himself trapped in layers of transparent enchantment, unable to move.

    An unspeakable freedom and relaxation enveloped her body.

    Xingdou fell into a deep sleep again.