How much Ji Yan's favorability towards Qiu Yilin had dropped, Ling Xing didn't hear it.

But from the moment Ji Yan slapped the book on the desk and made a loud noise, he could also know that he didn't want Ling Xing and Su Qingluo to be tied together.

This man is really ...... Double standard is OK.

The eyes of many people in the classroom were attracted by the sound on Ji Yan's side, Ji Yan was not gentle, and his face was a little gloomy.

Ling Xing pretended not to hear or see the whole process, calmly opened the physics questions, and answered the questions without the slightest hesitation.

On the other hand, Su Qingluo, he still had the same calm and breezy appearance, as if what happened just now had no effect on him in the slightest.

After Sister Yu left, the classroom became a mess, and all kinds of low-pitched discussions were endless.

But the classroom was so big, and Ling Xing vaguely heard some 'Is it real or fake?' ''Silent and silent, why didn't she talk about us?'' ''I see both of them a lot......

It didn't matter, no matter what they discussed, Ling Xing was mentally prepared as early as the day he remembered this idea.

I just felt a little sorry for Su Qingluo, and let him get involved in this dispute between her and Qiu Yilin.

"Be quiet!" Sun Xin stood up and shouted loudly, he, the class leader, had no authority in the class, and the classroom was only quiet for a moment, and soon resumed noisy.

Sun Xin's face was ugly, at least he realized that Ling Xing had never seen his face so ugly now.

"Bang!"

The chalkboard rubbed on the blackboard with a loud noise.

Sun Xin stood on the podium, his eyes swept over the class one by one.

The classroom slowly quieted down, no one had ever seen the good old man Sun Xin lose his temper, and he would still be a little stunned when he really saw it.

Sun Xin's eyes wandered back and forth in the classroom twice, making sure that no one spoke again, and then said, "Everyone already knows the truth of the matter, do you have any other questions you want to ask?" ”

The classmates looked at each other, and the classroom was as quiet as a chicken.

Sun Xin's face turned slightly pale: "Since it's all right, let's study hard, and think about your grades before talking about others." ”

After all, after so many simulations, Su Qingluo's results were the first time and Ling Xing's results were also in the top ten.

The episode passed quickly.

The bell fell for several minutes before Qiu Yilin came back from the office.

After she returned to the classroom, she walked straight to Ling Xing's desk, and apologized to Ling Xing in the eyes of her classmates: "Ling Xing, I'm sorry, I didn't find out the truth of the matter and talked nonsense. ”

Her attitude seemed insincere.

The old god Ling Xing was sitting in the seat, his body did not move, and he even slowly raised his cheek to look at Qiu Yilin's embarrassment.

Is this what a high-level player is called?

Under Qiu Yilin's angry gaze, she said slowly: "Oh, I don't accept it. ”

It's okay for you to apologize, but who says I have to accept it?

A chuckle came from behind him.

Qiu Yilin almost gritted a mouthful of good teeth, she squinted at Ling Xing: "You don't want to get an inch!" ”

Ling Xing hooked his lips, and his attitude was very indifferent: "So what? After all......"

She suddenly approached Qiu Yilin, and in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "This is the first time I've come into contact with a high-level player. ”

Qiu Yilin's chest was violent, and the decline in Ji Yan's favorability and Ling Xing's arrogance brought a near-fatal blow to her inexplicable self-confidence.

Anyway, she felt that she had apologized according to the teacher's request, Ling Xing didn't accept it herself, what did she care?

She crossed Ling Xing's desk and walked to Su Qingluo's desk, compared to her attitude towards Ling Xing, her attitude towards Su Qingluo was obviously much kinder, and even a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Su Qingluo is the same ......"

The young man's cold and indifferent voice mercilessly interrupted Qiu Yilin's next words: "Get out! ”

The words were concise and to the point, and Qiu Yilin was extremely embarrassed.

Ling Xing almost wanted to turn around and give Su Qingluo a high-five.

Qiu Yilin didn't know how she got back to her seat, as soon as she sat down, Tian Jiayun at the front table walked over: "Did the teacher ask you to apologize to them?" ”

"Or else?" Qiu Yilin was not angry: "Do you think I will take the initiative to apologize to them?" ”

"Why not?" Xia Nianchu's voice came in from the side, and she seemed to smile: "Didn't you spread the rumors first?" ”

Tian Jiayun's weird facial features were pulled by his hair tightly, and he showed hideousness under emotion: "What do you care, what are you bibi?" ”

"Are you a lackey or an accomplice?" Xia Nianchu rolled his eyes at Tian Jiayun and said, "it." ”

"You-"

The class bell rang at the right time, and Tian Jiayun had to return to his seat no matter how unhappy he was.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Yilin kept summoning the system's voice, but the system never responded.

Sister Yu will pick out the places for the debate tournament at the last class at noon, and she said that this time the school gave each class seven places.

However, these seven spots are not the final quota for the participants, and these selected spots will also have an intramural debate, and the final quota will only be eight.

There are only eight places in the entire sophomore year of high school, and you can imagine how cruel this argument will be in the end.

Many students in the school quit early, they felt that they would definitely not be able to enter the final place, and they did not want to waste too much time on this.

In the past few days, Ling Xing has read a lot of information about the debate tournament and has a certain understanding of the rules of the debate tournament.

Regarding the pros and cons, Sister Yu let the lottery form choose.

Ling Xing drew the positive side, and Zeng Zhile drew the negative side.

The corners of Zeng Zhile's mouth furled, and he read the words on the note: "'Learning well depends on talent', which is too much to look up to me, right?"

Lu Qianmo, who was at the front table, also turned around in frustration and said to Zeng Zhile: "What I drew is the same as you, but what I have prepared has always been square......"

The two of them sympathized with each other for a while, and Zeng Zhile began to wonder what the two people at the back table had drawn?

Pei Yan unfolded the note and smiled at Zeng Zhile: "I'm sorry, I'm your opponent."

Zeng Zhile smirked: "I'm relieved that you're my opponent, you can't win anyway."

The smile on the corner of Pei Yan's mouth didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "Wait and see."

When Zeng Zhile looked at Su Qingluo, he seemed to change his sincere expression: "Luoshen, what did you draw?"

Su Qingluo glanced at the note thrown on the desk, and said indifferently: "I don't know."

He didn't seem to be interested in opening.

It's a little embarrassing.

Zeng Zhile quietly pulled down the hem of Ling Xing's clothes, Ling Xing looked at her suspiciously, and then followed her line of sight to Su Qingluo at the back table.

Inevitably seeing the unopened note on his desktop, Ling Xing was also a little curious, and asked him, "Are you square?" ”

Su Qingluo restrained a casual attitude, and pushed the note on the desk to her hand: "I haven't seen it yet, you can take a look."

Ling Xing opened the note, and the words 'learning well depends on talent' came into view.

Not to mention, it's really fucking appropriate.

She returned the note to Su Qingluo and told him by the way: "We are opponents."

Su Qingluo: "......"

Su Qingluo: Why don't I admit defeat first?