One-star Idol Counterattack Plan - Chapter 114

    Don Quixote describes a man obsessed with chivalry literature who fantasizes about being a medieval knight and proclaims himself “Don Quixote de La Mancho” (his hometown guardian). He took a horse and pulled his neighbors as servants, so he embarked on a great journey in fantasy, and on the way, he did a series of stupid things that he thought was a chivalrous man, but it was ridiculous, and finally came to his senses.

    This song is also divided into four performance stages.

    The first stage is Don Quixote’s love and enthusiasm for knight culture, the second stage he is blinded by imagination, and gradually thinks he is the knight in the story, the third stage he is aggressive and arrogant Beginning of the journey, in the fourth stage, he saw the reality clearly and died of illness in his hometown in frustration.

    This song needs to control the emotional expression at different stages, and pay attention to the tone of the middle part and the final ending. The difficulty is not low, but it is not a level that is deliberately embarrassing. It even seemed that the third graders had already given enough face, and did not select a program that the juniors would never be able to perform.

    “I didn’t expect the first song to be so troublesome, is it really okay to be an A person?”

    On the blue panel, after the AI ​​host announced the song to be performed, someone couldn’t help but sigh.

    This game can be said to be a man’s arm and a car, and of course it attracted the attention of the whole school. At this moment, there are not only the audience attracted by the novelty competition, but also the students who are born with children. Among them, the most concerned are the first and second graders who are also idol subjects.

    “Who knows, they really want to do things one by one. It was only a fiasco last time, why didn’t they learn a lesson, and they went to be beaten this time.”

    The other person was also quite incomprehensible. While watching the live broadcast interface, he threw the question to others, “What do you think? Xiang Ming.”

    The person who was called did not answer, as if they did not hear.

    The man called a few more times, but still didn’t get an answer, he turned his head to look impatiently, and at a glance he was so frightened that he retracted his head and shrank back: “Hey? Why do you have this expression? , who messed with you?”

    The azure-haired youth raised his eyes coldly, his dark golden eyes seemed to be **** dancing, overflowing with murderous aura, and the man’s neck felt cold.

    “It’s nothing.” The man with bad eyes said so.

    The questioner Nuonuo, who was conscious of the rest of his life, nodded, turned around immediately, stopped talking, and was secretly annoyed that he was not good at offending someone, and he was offended by the ice cube face of Xiangming. But just because this guy talks a lot lately, we really don’t think he’s so close. Maybe except for Xiang Ming’s parents, no one could benefit from him.

    The disturbing classmates retreated, and Xiang Ming also put his eyes back on the screen again, frowning, very dissatisfied.

    After a while, he clenched his fists and muttered unwillingly: “Being preempted… How can you make the show!”

    “Next time, I must be standing there!”

    Similar conversations are taking place elsewhere.

    “Class A is really outrageous, obviously everyone lost together, but they sneaked away and asked them to challenge the third grade.”

    Makiyama Yusuke pouted, sat on the rocking chair and swayed, as if he would be thrown out in the next second, but the parties did not care.

    “It’s even more abominable, they obviously brought people from 2A, but they didn’t come to us. It’s like someone’s way, they will only come to us when they need it.” Yusuke Makiyama on the other rocking chair added, also looking indignant, “Is that so, Jing Liu?”

    This time, the geniuses who followed the two older troublemakers also nodded: “It’s not good to be exclusive like this. The so-called music, of course, is the harmony created by many notes. Let them take the lead. Well, since that’s the case, we’ll send our re-fight stickers later.”

    “Of course, I also want to learn the style of the previous appointment and throw the challenge book directly on them!”

    “Cunning! That’s what I do.”

    These thoughts of the audience below the stage ended as the curtain opened.

    Everyone knows that now, the battle begins!

    In the nervous breath of some audience members, the true face of the red curtain was finally revealed.

    Under the clear and clean sky, several huge windmills were rotating with the wind, and wooden wheelbarrows were pressed on the piles of golden grains. In the distance, the grass was lush and green, and sheep were wandering. Passing birds skimmed briskly, drawing long thin white lines. The low-rise houses with red bricks and white walls are scattered in an orderly manner, like mushrooms taking root on the brown flat ground.

    A variety of bright and bright colors together outline the wonderful exotic atmosphere.

    In the melodious and soothing tune, seven people in linen cloaks appeared from both sides and moved closer to the middle step by step.

    The chanting and powerful singing, like a picture scroll, depicts those omnipotent figures in the legend.

    “In an era that is not far away, when people are helpless, there is a group of special and highly respected people.”

    “They are loyal, brave, fearless, trustworthy, sacrificed, upright, compassionate, chivalrous. Their swords and armors are for those who guard them. Their love and righteousness are for the firm belief in their hearts. .”

     Until they stood in the center of the stage, just like the moment when the phantom thief revealed his true face, they tore off their cloaks, revealing the high waist, long legs, and valiant knight costumes. The light armor, which symbolizes honor, gleams with silver, and together with the confident expression, it constitutes a mighty gesture.

    “No one knows their strength, no one knows their bravery. Their names are passed down in poets, and their stories are written in books.”

    “They have the same glory, they have the same pride, when you encounter difficulties, you must not forget to shout his prestige.”

    “Knights, knights, abide by morality, take into account chivalry, and respect loyalty. They walk the earth, defend life, and protect property.”

     A chorus of “bass”. The seven knights pulled out the long swords around their waists and pointed them towards the sky. The songs they originally worshiped became enthusiastic and proud, as if they were as famous as the man in the story.

    “I swear to be kind to the weak, I swear to be brave against rape…I swear to love to the death”*

    The singing is stronger than the sentence, like the waves rolled up layer by layer, constantly pushing the melody upward and faster, and finally the accumulated water flow has finally reached a peak that cannot be ignored.

    Therefore, the huge wave rushed into the sky, and at the height that it almost touched the top, it rumbled and tilted down.

    “My horse conquers the mountains and treads the perils. My sword stabs the enemy and kills the wicked. My armor is unstoppable and sturdy.”

    “The wind of the mountains calls to me, the armor on my body reminds me, and the sword in my hand inspires me.

    It’s time, it’s time, it’s time for me to ride a horse and guard my beloved girl, it’s time for me to kill those inferior, it’s time for me to go to the wind in the distance! “

    “I am the omnipotent, heroic and loyal Don Quixote, the knight who fights against all injustice in the world, and dedicates himself to all honors!”

    Transformation in one go.

    The knights holding long swords, in high spirits, confidently attacked the huge windmill. As if in their eyes, that is the only unforgivable enemy, and that is the villain who needs to be wiped out.

    The windmill as a giant, the inn as a castle, and the convict as a persecuted knight… Don Quixote, who had done all the ridiculous things, and Don Quixote who saw his true nature, finally woke up.

    The long sword disappeared during the journey, leaving only a wooden stick that was picked up at random to support the tormented body.

    The crumbling knight was no longer in high spirits. He lost his helmet and armor, his face was dusty, and most of the brilliance in his eyes had disappeared, and he was walking on the muddy path.

    They sang in voices of implicit resentment:

    “Dream, dream, **** dream! Delusions of nothingness! What a terrifying demon I was bewitched by, step by step toward a front that doesn’t belong to me.”

    “The knight has disappeared, and is recorded along with other things that have disappeared. What kind of arrogant thoughts have driven me to give up my supposedly peaceful life.”

    Sad, painful.

    The failure is acknowledged.

    “If anyone wants to be a knight again, I will be the greatest advice.”

    “The dreams of youth should end at youth.”

    “Or, let me never wake up.”

    The desolate knights sat alone beside the grain heap where they read the books of knights, and closed their eyes tiredly.

    The wooden stick in his hand rolled into the burning bonfire and was completely burned.

    This grand dream revealed the final truth.

    This concludes.

    “Phew…” It wasn’t until the performer disappeared that Yi Xin let go of the breath she had held for some time, and exhaled a long time, “It’s a really good song.”

    “I didn’t expect this kind of performance, it’s worth being there!” Another girl was equally excited.

    The two were about to discuss the same idea when a basin of cold water was poured.

    “It’s still early.” The man was confident, “It’s really good, but compared to the third grade, wanting to win is not enough.”

    “Why, it’s already been great!” The girl retorted.

    “You’re not a professional broker yet, so I don’t understand.” The man smiled.

    “I’m afraid this song won’t win.”

    If it is said by ordinary people, some people will definitely say that this is to increase other people’s ambition and destroy their own prestige. But the person who spoke was Xing Dou, so no one jumped out at will to interrupt. They all knew that Xingdou never joked.

    The originally soothing atmosphere became stagnant, and everyone’s expressions became heavy.

    “Why? Your performance just now was better than when we were rehearsing.”

    Yang Yu first broke the silence and looked at the stars.

    “That’s right.” Xing Dou lowered his eyes, decisively, “But not yet.”

    This time, without waiting for Yang Yu to ask again, Bu Yinian stood up. He patted Xingdou on the shoulder and said, “The most crucial point of this song is the transformation. The deeper the transformation and the stronger the contrast, the more it can reflect its meaning.”

    “Everyone did a good job in the first part. But the problem is the latter, maybe I say you can’t understand it now, you can watch the performance of the third grade.”

    He points to the screen.

    The 3rd graders, who are ready to go, open with similar performances, but with many differences in the details.

    They came on stage wearing decent clothes, holding their heads high, picking up a book that fell on the ground, looking at it with relish, singing the first lyrics, sang the beauty and strength of the knight .

    As the singing became a little more intense, the mood rose little by little, and the worship of the knight in the lyrics reached its peak.

    They took off the outer layer of neat clothes, awkwardly picked up the worn armor, and rudely put it on the body, trying to dress themselves up as imaginary knights.

    The atmosphere of absurdity and ignorance, of hilarity and eccentricity, has become more prominent.

    This was improved step by step when they even pulled their scabbards twice before they were chattering at the donkeys by the roadside.

    They seemed to let go of their bodies and minds, threw themselves into Don Quixote, and regarded themselves as the absurd bastard. In contrast, the performances of the first and second grades are much more reserved.

    When the confrontation at the highest peak came, they raised their chins confidently, trying to get what they wanted with the sword that could never cut anything.

    Until the situation took a turn for the worse, I woke up from a big dream.

    The sadness and confusion, sadness and regret are all integrated into the singing, overlapping layers, echoing a touching tone.

    It also instantly broke the disguise of the seemingly invincible Don Quixote.

    —”Or, make me never wake up.”

    The funny comedy ends with a real tragedy. It is undoubtedly the biggest contradiction in the world. This conflict, under the interpretation of the third grade, is as real as reality.

    “…Do you understand?” Bu Yinian’s expression became lighter, “This is the gap.”

    No one dares to question.

    Everyone knows who is stealing their eyes.

    Xingdou quietly watched the performers bowing to the curtain call without saying a word.

    This is just the beginning.

    ——————–

    The author has something to say:

    Singing is not the home of Star Dou, and the group has more power, so I wrote it like this.

    I made some lyrics, no need to search, there is no such song. It is different from the story, not completely in line with the story.

    *The content marked is in the knight’s manifesto, not by me.

    ——Valentine’s Day, make up an Easter egg, not a drama.

    Being sidelined. That day, Xingdou thought so.

    Wherever he went, a bunch of people grabbed the seat he wanted to sit first, staring at him with burning eyes.

    He glanced at this group of strange people, thinking whether to use means to get them away, or to use strength to scare them away.

    Before he could think about it, the pink-haired boy smiled and handed over a box of things: “Xingdou, this is for you.”

    It’s like turning on some serious switch.

    “Xingdou, this…” “And mine!” “Hey, don’t grab it!”…

    After taking this box in a daze, a large number of boxes of different colors and sizes squeezed over, and he was tightly enclosed in it and could not get out.

    The bitter aroma lingers on the tip of the nose, revealing a touch of sweetness.

    The group of guys in front of them made a fuss after giving the box, arguing about weird things one by one a” etc.

    I don’t know why, why do other classes join in?

    He was already hated to such an extent? Are you going to be the first to fix him?

    Xingdou was finally rescued from the box pile by the belated teacher. The group of people who were noisy in the classroom were fined half an hour of etiquette training and left in despair.

    “Thank you, teacher.” He politely thanked him, feeling the smell on the tip of his nose faintly lingering, a little itchy.

    “You’re welcome.” Gong Guangxi looked at the group of boxes thoughtfully, and threw something out of his pocket, “Take it, this is the only thing on the teacher.”

    Xingdou subconsciously folded his hands to catch it and opened it carefully.

    It is a chocolate ball.

    “Teacher Gong?” He was a little strange.

    “Huh? Don’t you know?” The somewhat vile class director laughed, “Today is the day to express love.”

    He looked at the high pile of boxes playfully, and gave the students a final fatal attack:

    “You are loved by many.”

    “Huh?”

    At that time, Xingdou didn’t know how many people would ask for this “love” in disguise on White Day.