Xia Suyuan smiled and didn't speak.

The host on the stage maintained discipline, and the competition between their class and the industrial management officially began.

However, the debate began with problems.

……

The positive side is off topic.

……

This question is not big or small. But when this question is too far away, far to the opposite side, and it is still in the situation of their first class of human resources, it is not a trivial matter.

Xia Suyuan listened in the back row, and after a long time, she also felt that something was wrong.

The person next to her patted her on the shoulder: "Isn't it wrong?" ”

Although this answer was a little difficult to say, Xia Suyuan still nodded: "Hmm." ”

After receiving a positive answer, Wu Qianning returned to her sitting posture.

The two tacitly did not show off.

Most of the audience at the bottom began to desert, as long as they pretended to argue well, then the rest of the audience would not find out that they were off topic.

But the rest of the good listening, and gradually found out that something was wrong.

The judges in the first few rows began to whisper.

The girl next to Guo Peichen seemed to want to say something to him.

From Xia Suyuan's position, I could only see that the boy in front of me was still turning his pen. It's just that this time the pen is different from the past. In the past, he wouldn't stop as long as he was spinning.

Today, after only two fingers, the thumb was suppressed.

Dysphoria?

Xia Suyuan thought for a moment.

So, why the irritability?

When the girl leaned on the boy's ear, the boy didn't dodge. From Xia Suyuan's angle, only the back of the head can be seen.

She didn't know what the girl was saying.

When the girl finished what she wanted to say, she seemed to look at Guo Peichen and wanted to hear what he said. But it seems that the boy has not spoken.

The long three minutes finally passed.

It was the turn of the opposing side to argue.

The whole thesis is gradually getting on the right track.

The phone on the table vibrated suddenly.

The eyes of the two girls fell on Xia Suyuan's mobile phone at the same time.

Xia Suyuan took it and opened it.

"What's going on with your class?"

Wu Qianning also saw it.

"Who?" She asked.

Xia Suyuan pointed forward with her chin.

Wu Qianning looked for a long time: "Guo Peichen?" ”

"Who else could it be but him?"

Xia Suyuan pursed her lips, stretched out her hand and sent a message to it: "I didn't participate again." I just found out she was off topic. ”

After the news was sent, although he still looked ahead, it actually fell on Guo Peichen.

So I saw Guo Peichen put his hand in his pocket and put the mobile phone on the table.

"She's not just off topic. She told her the question of home. ”

……

Xia Suyuan pursed her lips and pushed the phone to Wu Qianning.

As a result, this guy didn't have a sense of collective honor, and laughed on the spot. provoked Xia Suyuan to roll her eyes countless times.

"What then?"

"Cold salad."

When Xia Suyuan saw that there were only these two words on the mobile phone screen, she almost scolded.

She thought that Guo Peichen was here to solve the problem, but she didn't expect him to come to remind them that the problem was far more serious than they thought.

Only talk about the phenomenon, not the result.

But fortunately, the guy still has a little conscience.

After a while, the phone vibrated again.

"But if she is the opponent's argument, it is definitely better than the current opponent's argument."

Wu Qianning frowned when she saw the girl, and came up to look at her phone again.

smiled: "It's better not to say this sentence." ”