The thirty-minute preparation time passed quickly, and the debate officially began.

"This time, the topic of the debate is ......"

The host in the middle position briefly introduced the debate topic to the audience, and the most eye-catching Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen sat in the last position of the two parties at this time.

"Then, I would like to invite the positive side to speak."

The debate began, and the first debate got up with the host's words, it was a girl.

"Thank you, host, so let's start with a few definitions." She spoke methodically, "For love, many people have a rough standard in their hearts before falling in love with someone, but it is broken after love. ”

The girl's gentle voice echoed through the microphone throughout the building, telling her own opinions.

"Love is not something that people can decide for themselves, but it is lost when they meet." This is the point of view of the square.

Murong Qiao sat in his place, his mind divided into two halves.

She listened carefully to the debate of the people in front of her, but she couldn't help but be distracted by Huo Yichen, who was sitting opposite her.

The light from the top of his head shone on Huo Yichen, causing a few strands of broken hair on his forehead to fall shadows between his eyebrows and eyes, making those eyes even more profound, making Murong Qiao unconsciously want to look over and look at him.

After all, it was rare to see Huo Yichen dressed so formally, so she couldn't help but look at it frequently.

Huo Yichen seemed to be aware of it, and the next second Murong Qiao looked at him, he raised his eyes and met her gaze.

Murong Qiao hurriedly looked away, but there was still a feeling of being caught in a flash.

"Three arguments from the opposing side." It's time for Huo Yichen.

Almost under the watchful eyes of the audience, Huo Yichen slowly got up from his seat, picked up the microphone and began to speak.

"For today's debate, I have just talked about two angles." He spoke calmly, and every sentence was just in a tone that made people concentrate on listening.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the screams of girls could be heard below.

"But this is unfair to the parties involved, and at the same time, it also loses the true meaning of love."

Huo Yichen didn't read the script, "Most of the fun of love comes from each other, from the vivid opponents in this love fight." ”

His gaze did not look everywhere, nor did he mobilize the emotions of the audience, but fell on Murong Qiao attentively and firmly.

"But if you lose your opponent, love will lose the most important meaning, if this love is only unilaterally decided by one person, then how can it be called love?" Huo Yichen's words resonated with many people.

But when he said this, his heart was just the opposite.

If he really had such an ability, Huo Yichen felt that he would definitely not be able to help but use it.

In fact, he sometimes comes up with the idea of using the power in his hands or others to secretly hide Murong Qiao and put it in a place that belongs only to him, occupying all of Murong Qiao's space, and it is best to let her only see herself.

At the beginning, he agreed to go back to the Huo family, and the most fundamental reason was for Murong Qiao, and until now, this has never changed in Huo Yichen's heart.

But after seeing Murong Qiao's face, such a thought retreated, retreated deeper and hidden, as if shocked by that beautiful and bright appearance.

He didn't stop, "Love should be freedom, the right to give everyone a choice." ”

Murong Qiao was already blushing because of his staring, but when he heard him say this, his heart trembled, and his eyes were burning when he looked at Huo Yichen, as if he burst out with amazing brilliance.

Huo Yichen understood that if he really did that, then Murong Qiao would no longer be the Murong Qiao he liked.

She should shine, she should keep her edge and then shine in the most beautiful light.

The more Huo Yichen continued to talk, the more his mind focused on Murong Qiao, and the manuscript was completely forgotten, so he simply ended it early and sat down amid thunderous applause.

"Three arguments."

Murong Qiao was called up by the host.

"If I love him dearly, can my intellect decide not to love him?" She threw out questions.

Murong Qiao's clear and clear voice sounded, and his eyes also looked at Huo Yichen, as if he was preparing to refute his point of view, and as if he was telling him.

"Even if I know this person isn't the right fit for me, so what?" She asked with a smile.

Murong Qiao remembered that his eldest brother Murong Chen had told him not to get too close to Huo Yichen, he would get into trouble.

She originally thought the same way, but the changes after college were not under her control, everything that happened was like a smooth sail, and naturally Murong Qiao couldn't think of any reason to resist such a change.

Maybe what the eldest brother said was right, Murong Qiao also knew that he would have a lot of trouble with Huo Yichen.

But if she was asked to go back to that snowy day again, Murong Qiao felt that he would still agree.

"Being with the people you like, right in front of you and within reach, turning the uncontrollable into controllable, that's the key to ability."

The debate ended with Murong Qiao as the last speaker.

Compared with Huo Yichen who didn't follow the script halfway, Murong Qiao's wonderful speech was more loved by everyone, so the final winner was also where she was.

Yang Xin's eyes were shining, looking at Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao standing together on the stage, and couldn't help but pull Leng Yan's sleeve.

"Although I didn't understand much of what I said just now, why is there always a feeling that the two of them are openly showing affection?" She amplified her voice and complained in Leng Yan's ear.

is obviously a serious debate, but Yang Xin feels that he is not looking at people with a filter, otherwise why is there always an illusion that these two people are blatantly sprinkling dog food.

Leng Yan heard her words and replied, "Trust your instincts, they must be on a show." ”

The world of Xueba is not something they can understand, they can only smell the sour smell of love.

When everyone was immersed in the atmosphere of victory cheers, Murong Qiao, as the victor, was pulled into the utility room backstage by Huo Yichen.

At this moment, everyone was cheering outside, and no one paid attention to the situation in the utility room.

"Ahh

She was caught off guard by being pulled in, and the space in the utility room was cramped, she and Huo Yichen's bodies were tightly together, and she could clearly feel the amazing heat on his body.

Huo Yichen lowered his head, and the hot breath he exhaled sprayed on her neck, causing a scarlet color.

Seeing that Murong Qiao's earlobes were red, he chuckled. "Why weren't you so shy on stage just now?"

Huo Yichen still remembered the words Murong Qiao said when he was debating just now, his eyes fell on Murong Qiao's lovely earlobe, and he always had the urge to take a bite.

It was clearly a serious debate, but what Murong Qiao said was hidden, but the meaning behind it was all understood by him.

"Be serious." Murong Qiao glared at him.

The hot breath in her ears made her waist itch too, and her strength to struggle weakened, and her body leaned against Huo Yichen's thick chest.

In fact, the opinions she just said on stage were all written by her in the dormitory, and she didn't think it would be so ambiguous when she wrote it at that time.

But as soon as I got on the stage and read out all the words on the blank paper, the original serious words seemed to have changed their taste.

The black and white words seem to be interspersed with peach, giving birth to a full spring mood that pounces on Huo Yichen's face.

(End of chapter)