One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

    Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without leaving.

    Swords come to people, and swords follow people. The soft prop sword was danced into a swimming white practice.

    Wire.

    …

    The music gradually subsided, the performers on the stage pulled their waists back to their stomachs, played a handsome sword flower, moved their feet, retracted their swords and sheathed them, stood and nodded their heads, with a valiant appearance and a The free and easy appearance of the deputy Jianghu Shaoxia.

    For a moment, Xing Dou thought that he saw a silhouette of a swaying river and lake, and cast a high-spirited look in the long wind. It's just that he soon woke up and realized that it was just an illusion created by being attracted, and it was just an illusion driven by the dance in response to the song.

    This is an unparalleled talent, to achieve this level, the dancer himself needs to be confident in the image and mood he creates.

    Sometimes this is something that Star Dou lacks.

    He knew very well that compared to Xiang Ming's current state, he was as powerless as a childish child, and could be defeated with a single lift of his hand, and there was no chance for him to resist or play tricks.

    The person in front of him is not so easy to beat.

    Like Yang Yu and the others, whether they are noticed or not, they are constantly growing and becoming stronger. If he left it alone, he would even catch up at a speed far beyond his imagination.

    "It's your turn." Xiang Ming didn't know the vigilance of his opponent after watching the observation, so he stepped off the stage, wiped his sweat with a towel for others to use, walked to Xing Dou and handed out a long Sword, motioning for him to take it.

    It is like the head and tail of a greedy snake colliding. Once caught up, one side will be defeated and be swallowed into its own strength.

    "No need." Xing Dou glanced at the sword, shook his head slightly, turned around and took the thing he had long been interested in from the pile of props. , "I want this just fine."

    It is a black wood and white fan painted with ink landscape.

    Xiang Ming looked at the rejected sword, couldn't help but frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

    The black-haired boy stood on the stage holding a white fan, and brushed the bangs in front of his forehead with his hand, revealing clear eyebrows and a cold expression.

    The opponent below stared at him, puzzled - instead of a sword, he used a fan, what kind of dance did he want to dance? If this theme is not the performance of the rivers and lakes, it will be lost.

     But it is impossible for Xingdou to admit defeat intentionally, nor to play passively.

    The answer will be revealed soon.

    Like the wind and rain, the long-lasting flute sounded from a distance, and gradually accelerated the rhythm. flare. The leaves swish and the birds start to fly.

    In the breath, the atmosphere suddenly tense.

    The distant and surging drum sound is mixed with it, adding a panic and excitement.

    In just a moment, this place seems to have turned into the rolling rivers and lakes of the sword, the sword and the shadow.

      Exactly how, is it worth his tour and enjoyment?

    As soon as the sound of the zither and zither reached his ears, his whole body was certain, and he suddenly raised his eyes. The green eyes were dark and dark, and there was no trace of relaxation. He was vigilant like a lone wolf breaking into the human world. , wait for the time.

    The faint drumming sounded like some kind of signal.

    The seemingly powerless folding fan flipped between his wrists and threw it upwards, the black-haired boy swooped and jumped forward, raised his arms sideways, twisted his legs and kicked his legs. After the hidden enemy makes a continuous attack, quickly flip back and retreat.

    He danced like a goshawk with its huge wings outstretching its prey.

    The look back is as sharp as a knife, worthy of a sword. Ruoyouruowu's smile has long since disappeared, leaving only the corners of his frozen lips showing the truth.

    Only a few movements, as vigorous as an antelope, as fast as a leopard, with strength in the breath, danger and mystery converge within.

    With a single blow, the fan that slowly fell from the sky returned to the front, was lightly caught by the same white hand, and threw it to the side, as if blocking the attack of the weapon.

    The owner of the fan raised his eyes slowly, with a harmless smile that couldn't be more fake.

    Only this time, no one will ignore the awe-inspiring killing intent hidden in the desolate eyes.

    Then the fan is used as a space and a shield, but it is a set of fast and accurate combos, accompanied by the big action of flipping over and turning over and the interlaced fan shadows on the hands, extremely flexible and extraordinarily gorgeous .

    …

     "Hypocrite".

    Xiang Ming looked at the unexpected dance in surprise, his throat moved, and he felt a little thirsty. Maybe nervous, maybe excited, these two similar and indistinguishable feelings will not interfere with his thoughts.

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    The dance of the decent knight is magnanimous, aggressive, straight, and every move is chic and neat, very handsome. The overall dance posture is also strong, powerful, and majestic.

    The general movements of Xingdou's dance are similar, but because of the use of fans, many small movements have changed. A little soft and a little flinching.

      exist.

    I was attracted by the depressing beauty and the gorgeous and bewitching figure, so I could only stare at him, addicted to him, obsessed with him.

    It is like falling into a cobweb, unable to escape at all.

    "As expected, as expected..."

    After Xiang Ming understood Xing Dou's intentions, even though he was a little unhappy that he didn't think of such a method, he couldn't help but sigh.

    From the mouths of others, he has heard a lot about the changes and experiences of Xingdou, the so-called strongest and undefeated, the so-called amazing talents, no matter how much he hears, it can’t compare to the time at the time. A really clear look.

    It's more dazzling than expected, he has to admit it.

    Their acquaintance can be said to be a bad fate. To make matters worse, this encounter finally awakened one person from the ignorant and dazed world, while the other person was already feeling bored and bored. Shi Shiran strode away, not even noticing any changes in the person who was awakened.

    I don't know how many people are looking at him in the dark with what kind of eyes, and what kind of emotions are surging in their hearts.

    Xiang Ming did not forget that the guy with blond hair and blue eyes and the guy with pink hair who didn't look like a good person before, when they looked at him, they looked different but surprisingly consistent. Dissatisfaction and jealousy.

    What are they upset about? Jealous of what?

    The situation at that time can easily deduce the result - it is the self who can be seen by Xingdou as an opponent.

    This may be the fate of the pursuer, until the person walking in front turns back, until he catches up and makes him admit his existence, until he can really be seen, this resentment and unwillingness, and There is a trace of longing that he does not want to admit, and it will stop.

    At this moment, Xiang Ming suddenly had a very strange and untimely idea.

    What will the world's last dinosaur think before he dies?

    Maybe it watched the stars that ripped apart the sky, ripped apart the earth, and smashed its entire world into ruin.

    For such a short moment, I can't help but think so - it's beautiful.

    …

    Every second on the stage is as long as a lifetime, every second is too fast to hold, and it can only be passed away.

    As a performer, the only thing I can do is to try my best to present everything about myself!

     As the feathered eyelashes trembled, sweat dripped wetly and fell silently.

    "It's over." The music stopped immediately, Xingdou closed the folding fan and walked off the stage.

    In order to avoid collision with Xiang Ming, he decided from the beginning to choose a completely different way of performing this dance. Xiang Ming's strength should not be underestimated. This kind of righteous knight's style is subtly compatible with himself. If he performs the same action in a head-to-head match, the possibility of losing is high.

    In contrast, dancing in different styles of dance will bring a sense of novelty, and it will be more able to compete with each other. Although it is a little difficult to control the difficulty, it is worth a fight.

    Xiang Ming is standing in front of the AI ​​console at the moment, checking the captured video, and nodded after a while: "There is nothing wrong with the shooting, I can do it here, do you want to change the angle?"

    "No, that's fine." Xing Dou leaned over to take a look and felt that the shot was not bad, "Take care of your face and upload it to the competition section." The competition section is open for students to compete with each other, and the usual traffic It is quite high, and it is suitable as a voting area for voting.

    Xiang Ming acted according to his words, covering up the things that might reveal their identities on the two of them, and paused when preparing to deal with the faces: "If the faces are completely blocked, the look and feel of the performance will be reduced and blurred. more appropriate."

    This kind of close-up video also includes close-up. The expressions and movements are a complete set of performances. Losing one side does affect the effect. For example, Xing Dou deliberately created the momentum and contrast with his eyes.

    Blurring is the use of AI face-changing technology to adjust the details of the face, making people look a bit similar to the original, but if you look closely, it is a completely different person.

    "It's up to you." Xing Dou felt that the victory or defeat in this match, whether it was covering his face or not, could not be quickly determined.

    "There is only one game today, where will it be tomorrow?" He wondered whether he should prepare for tomorrow.

    "Tomorrow will be here too, same time."

    Xingdou let out a "hmm", rested beside the table, and opened the school forum to make sure their video was posted. It's just that in the sports section where there are new tricks and new competitions every day, they are not celebrities or seniors, they are like leaves floating on the water, and not many people notice.

    This is not surprising. Even in a game-made world, people in the world don't always pay attention to their every move.

    There are exceptions.

    "Xiang Ming, what the **** are you looking at? Is there something stuck on my face?" With a cold voice, Xing Dou frowned and glanced at the man who had been staring at him. .

    From the very beginning, this guy's sight was unobstructed.

    "..." The person who was caught was silent for a moment, then turned his head and looked at his virtual screen.

    Xingdou made sure that he looked away and didn't care, opened the connection on his ears, and listened to the song to be sung tomorrow.

    However, after a while, the familiar fiery gaze came again.

    This time, as soon as he showed what he wanted to say, the person next to him pretended to look away, as if he was not staring at him.

    …Is Xiang Ming’s head broken? After Yang Yu and the others got the virus, Xiang Ming also behaved abnormally?

    Is this a big virus invasion? Specializing in changing the personalities of popular characters and distorting their behavior patterns? This is a big crisis. I don't know if the system has a repair plan or not. Otherwise, it may affect the entire world if it affects the operation of the game.

    Xingdou was speechless while trying to analyze the abnormal situation to the truth.

    Of course he couldn't believe it, Xiang Ming always looked at him, just to see him for such a creepy-sounding reason.

    They are not mortal enemies, but they are by no means such a gentle relationship. Star Dou thinks so.

    "Xiang Ming." In line with humanitarianism, he still spoke.

    "What do you want to say?" There seemed to be no silver taels here, Xiang Ming turned his face away from him, "Now that you realize the gap in strength, are you willing to admit defeat?"

    "No." Xing Dou listened to this nonsense, with some sympathy in his eyes, "I mean... If you feel that your behavior is out of control, you can talk to the teacher." Game AI Most of the time, it doesn't interfere with the character's behavior, but if the character is ill and passed on as a message, it will probably take a second look.

    "...you!" Consciously being ridiculed for being sick, Xiang Ming gave him a vicious look, "You better pray that your luck is as good as before, otherwise, if you lose, I will definitely Will prepare the best way to 'nicely' entertain you."

    Seeing his frantic appearance, Xing Dou didn't quite understand the reason. He blinked, and a subtle emotion emerged in his heart - even Five Stars have a lot of troubles to face.

    "Xiang Ming, avoid illness and avoid medicine, escape can't solve the problem." Xing Dou opened the game forum, wanting to see if the official solution was given, his tone was a little sincere.

    Infuriated again by the tone of sincere concern, Xiang Ming frowned, as if uncontrollable, and sarcastically said: "If I am sick, the only sickness is only related to you. What, do you want to help me heal?"

    Xingdou swiped the screen for a while.

    When Xiang Ming realized that he had accidentally said something and was panicking to make up for it, the black-haired boy cast a calm and compassionate look.

    "Xiang Ming, do you have a fever?"

    "..." The azure-haired youth was like a punctured balloon, instantly deflated.

    Anjin's eyes were heavy, and his tone dropped several degrees. He called out his opponent's name again: "Xingdou."

    "?"

    "You really need to work hard, don't, don't fall into my hands. Otherwise..."

    Xiang Ming stopped talking and pulled the corners of his mouth: "I will want to break you."