One-star Idol Counterattack Plan

Xingdou felt that he was trapped in a long dream.

The perspective in the dream is pitch-black, and only a few things can be vaguely perceived, but the specific outline cannot be seen clearly. He wouldn't have known where this space was, but for some reason a voice appeared in his mind, letting him understand that this was the backstage.

When the performance is held, it is lively here, people who want to prepare the performance, people who end the performance, people who check the machine, people who compare the process... shuttle back and forth here, everyone seems to be running A full-fledged dance will fill the place with sound, and there is energy and enthusiasm everywhere.

But this is not the case here.

It is the lonely and quiet backstage where all the performances are over.

He watched silently for a while, and suddenly heard a little sound, and subconsciously followed it.

A man who could not see his face was sitting by a neatly arranged chair in the background, his head bowed, and he looked intently at the dim screen. The things on the screen were very familiar, and Xing Dou felt that he might have seen it somewhere. It was an extremely wonderful song and dance performance.

This person is learning. He watched it over and over again, and couldn't help standing up while watching, swinging his arms, bending his waist, and raising his legs and feet according to the movements in the video, performing each movement in a small space.

Clumsy, yet passionate.

Xing Dou didn't know why he didn't speak, maybe he knew that this was not the time to speak. So he didn't say anything, just watched the man practice, sweating all over his body and didn't stop, but soon he was not satisfied with the dark place, and ran to the stage that had not yet closed.

The moment I stood on the stage, light suddenly appeared in the dark space, which was cast from the top of the stage, to highlight the bright light of the performer at the moment. And the expectant, gentle light in the eyes of the audience looking down from the stage.

The man also seemed to be inspired by the light, nervously and excitedly followed the rhythm of the music, and jumped out of the dance he had just learned. He is not good at controlling his emotions. He accidentally made a mistake at the beginning. Although he changed it quickly, he was anxious to take a look off the stage.

At this moment, his movements unconsciously slowed down.

It was supposed to be a full auditorium. I don’t know when half of the people had left, and half of them stood up, didn’t even look at him, and left the exit in an orderly manner, as if in To put it bluntly - they have no interest in the performance at the moment, and they don't care.

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Then he mobilized more and more strength, like a tireless, constantly running horse, desperately jumping, moving at high speed, showing strength and vitality, looking forward to whoever noticed, found he.

In the background of the rotation, the people under the stage continue to disappear, a group of people, some people, a few people, until only one person remains.

The sound grew quieter.

Xing Dou sat under the stage, watching the man on stage turn around and dance cleanly again, couldn't help but say: "Do you want to continue? There is no one here."

The performer finally stopped, he wiped the water droplets on his face, I don't know if it overflowed from the eye socket or slipped from the forehead. He looked at Xing Dou and said softly: "You are still here, it's not that there is no one."

"But I'm going too, I can't stay here forever, I'm just a passerby." Xingdou shook his head and told this cruel fact.

"Why are you leaving? Is it because I'm not good enough to dance?" The man's tone became dejected, a little cautious, "I will work hard, I will dance better than now, and then It will get better and better. Ah, or you want to watch drama, I have also learned it, can I show you acting?"

There's a lot more to do, isn't it?"

"Is it right to put so much effort into such a thing and work hard for such an endless thing? You obviously have many choices."

The man was silent for a while, then slowly walked to the edge of the stage, put his arms up, sat down, and faced the only audience below.

In the light falling from above, his face was obscured by shadows, and he could not see clearly, only the curvature of the corners of his mouth could be seen:

"You're wrong. I don't have that many options. I only have this one thing I want to do."

"I just want to do this thing well. As long as I can do this thing well, I'm satisfied. Whether it's right or not is not a reason for me to give up. When you look at the moon in the sky, you will Think it should hang there? It's so fascinated you don't even question it, do you?"

"...But you may not be able to do it well, you know, there are too many people who can do it better than you, the audience will not come to see you, they will just forget you, what will happen then Do it. Like if I go too, can you go on?"

The performer paused, curled his fingers, and said calmly: "But I want to do it well, even if it's only once."

"If you are leaving, can you watch my dance?"

After speaking, as if afraid of being rejected, the man stood up straight and returned to the center of the stage. The light hit his black hair brightly, leaving a silent shadow behind him, as if waiting for the moment to devour him.

The man seemed to be unaware, waiting for the music to play, posing slowly and dancing. There seemed to be sparks in the air, and the intense dazzling movements were combined with the power and beauty that pierced the eyeballs. The seemingly inadvertent head-up and casual eyes brought a strong aggression, like a butterfly covered in black flames. With a staggering pace, he ran to a fearless ending.

The song ended, the dancer was breathing heavily, ignoring the sweaty back and the lights that were left behind.

Only looking at the only audience below, bowed very seriously and reverently, and gave a salute.

The eyes finally left the shadow of the light and were clearly seen by the person below.

The deep green color, like moss, green algae, like lake water, is the vitality of precipitation and the hope of a little bit of death.

"Thank you."

The only audience applauded quietly for him, the same green eyes looked back, and after a while, the figure gradually disappeared.

The man who fell on the stage looked at the empty place, finally no longer holding back the tears, let it fall out of control, wet a small piece of ground, like something , as lightly and finely broken.

"Goodbye."

…

"Beep-"

The slightly harsh sound of the machine awakened the trainee agent who was guarding. Yi Xin hurriedly put down the class schedule in her hand and rushed to the medical bed as fast as she could, surprised and worried: "Are you awake, Xing Dou...?"

The black-haired and green-eyed boy looked paler than usual because of his illness, but his lips turned red, like petals stained with bright red, revealing a dazzling beauty. Junxiu's brows were tightly wrinkled, and the bright eyes of the past were not opened, as if she had had a bad dream. The eyeballs kept trembling, and the slender eyelashes swayed erratically, casting a small shadow under her eyes.

It's like an illusion that doesn't exist.

The magic is that after the tear, the sleeping beauty on the bed slowly relaxed her brows, opened her eyes, and finally woke up.

"Are you okay? Xingdou, how are you feeling?" Yi Xin didn't care about being shocked, and quickly asked what she wanted to know the most.

Xing Dou looked at the surrounding environment, raised the arm connected to the medical machine, and immediately knew that he was sent to the infirmary. Hearing this, he felt the remaining soreness and faint headaches in his body, but he still chose not to worry his manager, and tried his best to smile at her: "I'm fine, I feel much better than before."

"Is it really all right? Don't lie to reassure me, I won't believe your words anymore!"

Yi Xin remembered how she was looking for someone but couldn't find it, and finally found Xing Dou fainted at home with Gong Guangxi's help, and she was a little frightened: "I was scared to death by you, my mind was It's all blank, and for the first time in my life, I feel like the sky is falling, and I still don't know where to hide."

"Sorry, I don't want you to worry." Xing Dou was also very guilty, "I'm really fine, I feel much better now."

"If you really don't want me to worry, don't mess around anymore." She rubbed her forehead on the manager's forehead, "so you shouldn't be soft-hearted and agree to your request, I should have It can be seen that you are not a quiet guy at all, nor are you cute on the surface, I was really deceived by your innocent expression, **** it!"

"I won't mess around anymore, sorry for delaying the plan, I'll find a way to make it up later..." Xing Dou didn't know what to say other than apologizing at this time. The appearance is completely different. If there are ears on the head, it is estimated that they are drooping and dare not move.

"What time is this, you still think about those. You don't think about yourself anymore, I'm really angry!"

"Sorry..."

Seeing his pitiful appearance, the manager sighed long, took a step back, and said solemnly: "You promise me that you will not waste your body in the future, and will take good care of your health. For the first standard, I will forgive you. Otherwise, I will directly tell your class guide and ask him to forbid you from doing any practice beyond the regulations!"

When she heard this threat, Xingdou immediately assured her honestly: "I promise to focus on my health, and I won't repeat the same mistakes, never."

Yi Xin carefully looked at his expression and made sure he was serious, not perfunctory, so she nodded reluctantly: "You understand. Fortunately, I found it early this time, I didn't find it. After that, you immediately searched for surveillance, and then asked Teacher Gong for help. Otherwise, you would be burned into a little fool in your own room. Although the current technology can prevent some serious diseases, such minor diseases are not easy to recover at one time. , there are only medicines that can be suppressed for the time being, you have to experience the feeling of a patient."

While listening, Xingdou remembered something and looked out the window, but didn't see the portable terminal, and was a little panic: "Wait, have I slept for a long time? Then today's practice..."

"So, you are a patient now, so you don't have time to think about this!" Yi Xin couldn't help but get angry, but seeing him pitiful and unbearable, "Well, don't look at me like that. , You just slept all morning and noon, and now it's the afternoon. By the way, the nutritional supplements were given together during the infusion. Are you hungry now? Do you want to eat something?"

"Thank you, I'm not hungry." Xing Dou actually thought of another more worrying thing, "So I haven't been to the seniors all morning, so shouldn't they..."

Yi Xin paused, glanced outside the door, and then looked at Xing Dou a little helplessly: "It's just what you think, the seniors found out."

“…”

"And what's worse, I accidentally disturbed Yun Zhengqing and the others when I was looking for Teacher Gong this morning, so they also knew. That's right, including the class A students who are training. Although these guys are busy and not here, they are all connected to the signal of the medical machine, and now I am afraid they already know that you are awake."

"..." A rustling voice sounded.

"Xingdou, don't stuff yourself in the quilt, you'll be suffocated! And this can't escape the truth, they'll probably come to you later."

"Yi Xin, if I get beaten up by the seniors, can I count as medical insurance?"

“…Which brand of safflower oil do you prefer?”

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