"Xu Xueqian's kid is not bad, no accident, the ring competition is stable."

Really.

Yucheng No. 2 Middle School Offensive Tournament won a big victory!

The director team inserted the advertisement.

Offstage.

Xu Xueqian moistened his throat, but in front of him, he handed over a cup of milk tea.

"Drink, please." Fang Wenhui blushed.

Xu Xueqian didn't answer, he shook the mineral water bottle in his hand.

"That Qiao Yu in your school is doing well."

He poured a large sip of water:

"New here?"

Speaking of Qiao Yu, Fang Wenhui squeezed the milk tea in her hand.

"Qiao Yu's family conditions are not good, and she has never been to junior high school, but she has really prepared for this competition for a long time."

She looked annoyed.

"It's not like me, I've been preparing for the monthly exam these days, and I haven't read much poetry."

"But she's amazing." Xu Xueqian smiled: "Of course, I'm not bad, I'm sure of this championship." ”

Fang Wenhui bit her lip.

It's Qiao Yu again.

Stage.

Field Control turned the lights up a bit.

The two sides of the ring have been set up perfectly.

The host checked the microphone and gestured to the director's room.

Teacher Xu patted Qiao Yu's shoulder backstage and said a word of encouragement.

"Go ahead, keep it up."

Qiao Yu nodded calmly.

For 10,000 pieces!

She'll try!

Final.

It's officially started!

As soon as she played.

The teachers all sat upright.

And not only them.

The same goes for the teachers watching in front of the screen!

"Qiao Yu, come on!"

All the teachers of Yucheng No. 1 Middle School looked at the screen excitedly, with an excited face.

The contestants from both sides are seated.

In the ring, the red and blue sides are ready to fight the overlord.

The big screen in the rear scrolled.

The final events made people's hearts tense.

"Stop—"

The host held the microphone and looked at the big screen:

"The final event is poetry debate."

Debate!

The audience was excited all at once!

This not only tests the reflexes of the contestants, but also the logic of the contestants.

Is it the dumbness of the debate, or the war of words!

Excitement, excitement, anticipation, all kinds of expressions appeared on the faces of everyone in the audience.

Both sides are top students in key universities.

This debate.

Who wins!

Who loses!

"Come, the first question, the contestants on both sides, please look at the big screen."

The host's voice just fell.

The topic of the big screen immediately showed five big characters.

'The purpose of learning poetry. ’

This......

What a thesis this is!

"The so-called, in the heart for the will, the speech for the poem, the emotion in the middle and the form in the words, a word, is the purpose of learning poetry."

So fast!

Everyone instantly looked at Xu Xueqian.

The reaction speed of the liberal arts and science students is like a sword, sharp out of the sheath, cutting the first edge.

"This debater is right."

Here it comes!

The teacher looked at Qiao Yu instantly.

Her yin voice is not loud, but as soon as she speaks, everyone is watching!

"It's just that the ontology of poetry, on merit and virtue, on seclusion and prevention of evil, is about to return to righteousness."

"Righteous people and the world, students believe that the word Yazheng is the purpose of learning poetry."

Dismissed!

So fast!

The players of Yucheng No. 1 Middle School and Yucheng No. 2 Middle School have not yet figured out their heads.

These two people began their own competition!

Invisible war, fight the whole audience.

Two blades, humming and trembling.

"If you don't learn poetry, you can't speak."

"In the Book of Songs, there are three verses of wind and elegance, of which there are one hundred and sixteen chapters, including the customs and languages of various countries."

"The ancients traveled around the world, exchanged with poetry, and used poetry as words."

"If it is according to what this debater said, then why is the wind in front and Ya behind?"