Chapter 148: Preliminary Round of the Debate Tournament Academy (1)

Starting next Monday, the students who participated in the debate competition entered the intensive preparations.

Lu Guyan would run to the library next door almost every day. I go for a day, and I basically can't see her during the day except for classes.

So except for the first day, Xia Suyuan never bothered her again.

Anyway, by Tuesday night, the results of all the preparations will be presented to everyone. There is no rush for this time.

On Monday, the college took over one of the largest classrooms in the school. It is said that the classroom can accommodate 300 people at the same time.

At 6 o'clock in the evening on the day of the college primary election, even though the notice was that it would start at 8 o'clock and let the audience enter at 7 o'clock, there were still people waiting in the classroom at 6 o'clock.

When Xia Suyuan and the others passed by seven and fifteen, half of them were already seated.

Thanks to them, there were only more than 200 people in the entire academy, and they all sat in the front, and there were two or three rows of empty seats in the back.

Xia Suyuan and Wu Qianning picked another corner and sat down.

On the other side of the door sat the contestants. Because it is for the final school competition, I basically wear school uniforms.

"It's so grand."

Wu Qianning looked around the classroom for a week.

Xia Suyuan nodded.

There are four or five rows of judges' seats in front of the classroom. It is said that all the college counselors will come over today, and all the ministers in the student council will also participate in the grading.

It is said that there is also a member of the school council who sits in the seat to oversee. However, they do not participate in the grading process.

In addition, the college also specially invited the associate professor of the School of Chinese Chinese Literature and Literature of Southern Jiangsu Finance and Economics, as well as the associate professor of the School of Marxism to be judges. Mainly responsible for reviews.

For the sake of fairness and impartiality of the competition, although all freshmen are required to come here, and sophomores want to come and not come, they do not participate in the grading work.

The judges also include graduate students and presidents of related clubs.

Xia Suyuan stretched out her head to look at the person sitting by the door.

Because they were all wearing school uniforms, it was not easy to tell which ones were in their class.

There are a total of 10 classes here today. Eight of them are freshmen and two are sophomores. There are exactly ten rows of seats in each row.

Wu Qianning pointed to a place: "Our class is in the third row." ”

It's the drawn serial number, and the first few appearances are in the first row. Two days ago, when Lu Guyan came back from the library next door, he complained twice.

"Isn't that a shame? If it's not good, it's okay to be a king bomb in the first place? ”

An Yangyang nestled on the bed: "Don't think like this, if you really say it badly, it will be even more uncomfortable to put it in the back." ”

"How?"

"The front is so good, but as soon as you go up, you instantly pull the audience's hard-to-raise aesthetics underground."

"What's more," Du Ruo picked up as he climbed into bed to sleep, "You really don't have to say something bad." ”

"Yes, have faith in yourself."

After the girl lay on the bed, Li Ruolin in the lower bunk made a brief summary.

Now Xia Suyuan looked at the four people over there with their heads down and silently remembering things, and sighed. So the whole person lay on the table.

"It's too early for us to come," Wu Qianning felt that Xia Suyuan was bored, "I should leave the dormitory at half past seven, and it's not too late to go to the classroom at seven forty." ”。

Xia Suyuan exhaled from her nose, so the girl behind her felt that she was right.