The quota for the debate competition is a healthy competition, and Sister Yu prepared a topic for them to debate.

The positive side is: learning depends on diligence, and the negative side is: learning depends on talent.

After hearing the conversation between Qiu Yilin and the system, Ling Xing completely abandoned the idea of not wanting to participate.

Knowing that this debate competition is a big turning point in her life, she wants to increase it anyway, and she also has to attract the attention of Professor Q University, and she has never had the opportunity to participate in the mathematics competition.

If Professor Q University can personally give her the opportunity to compete, then her future life also indicates infinite possibilities.

Ling Xing knows that with her current grades, Q University is indeed high for her, after all, Q University and B University, F High School are admitted to each student in a unit.

With her current grades, unless she plays extraordinarily, or can be promoted to the top five before her senior year of high school, the chances will be much greater.

But it doesn't matter, she still has nearly two years to work on.

Few people had ever been exposed to debate tournaments before, and many people in the class did not understand the rules of debate, so they had to try to understand them.

At each stage of one's life, one has to try to accept something different and new.

Zeng Zhile looked at the pros and cons debate questions written down and sighed slowly: "The topic of the debate on the opposite side is really suitable for the gods."

I don't know what kind of spiritual blow Su Qingluo has caused to them, she and Sun Xin often call him Luoshen.

However, I have to admire Su Qingluo, who is also reciting words or memorizing texts, Su Qingluo can always fully master it in the shortest possible time.

According to Ling Xing's incomplete statistics, it took Su Qingluo about three times faster to memorize a text.

In other words, his receptivity is three times stronger than hers, and for the same question, she has to brush it three times, disassemble and crush all kinds of insights thoroughly, and Su Qingluo only needs to do it once.

This talent is undoubtedly enviable, but those who do not have this talent can only rely on their own efforts.

Ling Xing slowly looked away, and occasionally when she encountered a problem that she couldn't know, she would still turn her head and ask Su Qingluo for the solution idea.

Su Qingluo's explanation method is much kinder than last time, at least Ling Xing is no longer completely confused, she can understand half of it now, and the other half can be solved by her own exploration.

Not to mention, in this way, Ling Xing felt that a certain problem-solving Ren Du Ermai in her body seemed to be opened, and she actually learned a very new way to solve the problem with Su Qingluo.

There were many times when Ling Xing felt that the steps he had used to solve problems were not necessary when solving most of the simple problems.

Time flies.

Ling Xing could clearly feel that the plot was developing more and more in the direction, for example, after Ji Yan's arm injury was healed, when he played basketball on the playground at noon, there would be many more little fans watching than before.

I heard that the sound of cheering and the shouts of Ji Yan after the victory were endless.

On Thursday, Ling Xing stood in the corridor of the Houde Building, looking out over the playground from afar.

Ji Yan stands out among the ordinary boys, his skin is white, his facial lines look clean and neat, and the whole person is youthful and sunny, full of vitality, and he is indeed becoming more and more like the sunny and cheerful male protagonist in the youth text.

Ling Xing didn't know why she came here to watch Ji Yan play, she was obviously thinking about brushing up on questions and doing questions, and she didn't think about Ji Yan at all, but her steps walked straight here as if she was uncontrollable.

It was probably at the fixed-point shooting session, before the shooting, Ji Yan glanced at the crowd, Ling Xing followed his gaze, and then saw Qiu Yilin, who was standing at the front of the group of girls holding mineral water.

Qiu Yilin showed a big smile at Ji Yan, the corners of Ji Yan's lips raised slightly, he retracted his gaze and stood, bent his legs to accumulate strength, his legs were shoulder-width apart, and he raised his hands steadily to throw the basketball into the basket.

The screams outside the arena rang out and shook the eardrums.

Ji Yan ran to the sidelines to take the water from Qiu Yilin, raised his head and poured a few sips, and then returned to the court.

Tut! If Ji Yan's fate and belonging were finally rewritten by Qiu Yilin, Ling Xing would have nothing to say, after all, she really had no love for Ji Yan except for her pure friendship.

Ling Xing turned around and left expressionlessly in the midst of this scream, and when she turned her head, she saw Su Qingluo standing a few meters behind her.

The boy was wearing a loose blue and white school uniform, and his delicate eyebrows seemed to be shrouded in a bit of fog, so that his facial features were hazy and unclear, like a landscape ink painting.

Ling Xing walked into him step by step, as the distance between the two got closer and closer, the young man's eyebrows became clearer and clearer, the eyebrows were still the same eyebrows, the eyes were still the same eyes, and he had a clean and cold temperament all around him.

The raw one is even better looking than Ji Yan.

Ling Xing walked to his side and paused, and asked him sideways, "Do you want to go back together?"

The young man seemed to have recovered from his stunned state, his body did not move, and his dark eyes were locked on Ling Xing's body.

Ling Xing didn't care if he followed or not, and walked straight in the direction of the classroom one or two steps...... Seven steps, eight steps...... Eleven steps.

The young man behind her finally strode up, his legs long, and he caught up with Ling Xing's pace before he reached the top of the stairs.

The young man walked side by side with her, and did not turn his head to look at her, but suddenly asked without warning: "Is he good-looking?"

Ling Xing was stunned, and for a while he didn't understand who Su Qingluo was talking about?

Ji Yan?

Turning to the staircase, the two of them went up the stairs, the young man deliberately slowed down, stepping on the same step as her, he didn't look at Ling Xing, but was stubbornly waiting for her answer.

Who cares about him?

Ling Xing bent his eyebrows, and his voice was lowered a little: "It's not as good-looking as you!"

The last thin layer of haze that shrouded the young man's body completely dissipated, and a thin red quietly spread in his ears.

He coughed lightly, and the cold color on Su Ri's body disappeared: "Don't look at me, look at the road."

The end note is hooked with a smile, and the voice is clean and gentle.

Ling Xing only felt his little heart beat twice rapidly.

Seduction, pure seduction, who the can withstand this?

The two returned to the classroom together and sat down at the front and back tables.

Lu Qianmo at the front table was talking to Zeng Zhile, and when she saw the two of them coming back together, she looked at Ling Xing and then at Su Qingluo, didn't say anything, and turned around silently to sit upright.

Zeng Zhile, who was at the same table as Ling Xing, also turned his head to look at Su Qingluo, looked at Ling Xing again, stopped talking for a moment, turned around and sat up straight.

Ling Xing: ......

What does this mean?

She asked Zeng Zhile curiously, "What's wrong?"

Zeng Zhile couldn't hold back her desire to ask, she asked Ling Xing in an angry voice, "What did you do to Luoshen?"

Ling Xing's pupils were shocked: "What do you think of ......?"

She immediately stopped talking and said seriously: "If there is nothing, don't talk nonsense."

Zeng Zhile: "......"

Hehe.

When I can't see the adultery between the two of you?

You have thick skin, but you can't see anything, you see that the ears of the god are red, and you are lightened at a glance.

Tut! Young man, what a flower.

……

The most disgusting thing about Ji Yan is that he talks and laughs with Qiu Yilin on the playground, like a couple, but when he returns to the classroom, he can still open his amorous peach blossom eyes and come to the Ling Xing seat to call her "Xingxing".

Ling Xing's attitude towards him was always indifferent.

Ji Yan was still distressed at first, but now he was a little unimpressed, and even felt that Ling Xing was petty because he cared about him and liked him.

Fortunately, Ling Xing didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, otherwise he would have to kill him.

Qiu Yilin has paid a lot more attention to Ling Xing and Su Qingluo in recent days, and Ling Xing can often use her afterglow to sweep her pretending to turn back inadvertently, but in fact, she is paying close attention to her and Su Qingluo.

Didn't Qiu Yilin need a chance? Then she will give this opportunity to her now.

That night, Ling Xing took a picture of the red rope on his wrist.

She then sent the picture to the circle of friends, without any text, only with a heart.

In this way, it can be more imaginative, and this circle of friends can only be seen by Qiu Yilin.