It is undoubtedly very hard for students to participate in the debate tournament to grasp both ends.

But sometimes it's not always worth it.

Many people know that He Tan, a talented debate boy, participated in the competition this time.

So even if there is oppression from the school bully in the school bar, it can't stop more people from defecting one after another, and they choose the city No. 1 Middle School to win.

Originally, the students who participated in the debate competition didn't know about it, but there were always people who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement.

In the second and third classes, Yue Shi and Zhu Fei, saw Ling Xing and Pei Yan in the classroom, and Su Qingluo just went out to fetch water, and he was not in the classroom at this time.

They began to stir up trouble again, first of all, Zhu Fei.

His somewhat high-pitched voice could be heard clearly in the not-so-quiet classroom: "What do you mean by our school's participation in this debate?"

Yue Shi quickly agreed: "You don't understand this, people have launched a challenge, we can't help but take it, right?"

Zhu Fei laughed a few times: "Pick it up? Dare to take it with some strength, right? ”

Yue Shi also laughed: "I think this is stretching out his face to hit others."

"Don't mind," Zhu Fei exaggeratedly stretched out to stop: "It's not certain whether people are willing to fight, maybe they prefer to kick."

With that, the two of them burst out laughing.

These two goods sang and harmonized, completely unaware that they were in F high, and because they didn't participate in the debate competition, they felt that losing had nothing to do with them, and there was an indescribable sense of superiority.

Ling Xing wasn't angry at all, she didn't bother to spend time reasoning with them, just thinking they were farting.

She told herself over and over again in her heart that only the weak like to verbally insult others, and as long as she doesn't take it to heart, this insult will not do anything to her.

Pei Yan will not be angry, he has an easy-going personality and never cares too much about garbage.

In his words, he is "so angry that he loses more than he gains".

Yue Shi and Zhu Fei obviously didn't realize this, the two of them were like big fools, raising the city No. 1 Middle School everywhere in their words, and belittled the students who participated in the F high school with every word.

Ling Xing could still endure it, but soon some people couldn't bear it.

Zeng Zhile patted the table and stood up, she was petite, but her voice was not small: "Shut up the mouths of you two squirting feces everywhere!"

The classroom was quiet, few people had seen Zeng Zhile lose her temper, everyone thought she was a little sweet girl and had no temper.

Xia Nianchu also cooperated in a timely manner: "You two like City No. 1 Middle School so much, why don't you go to City No. 1 Middle School to study?"

Yue Shi and Zhu Fei were stunned, they obviously didn't expect that it was not the parties who answered, but two outsiders.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Zeng Zhile snorted coldly: "Go to the No. 1 Middle School in the city, do you want to see if they are worthy?"

Xia Nianchu touched his chin with his hand, and deliberately made a little puzzled: "I remember that our F high school is not a place to pick up garbage."

Garbage should be in the trash.

Zeng Zhile was very cooperative: "Although we don't collect garbage in F high school, we still have a few garbage cans here, and there is always some garbage knowledge, so we will run in and stay by ourselves."

As soon as her words fell, the classroom suddenly burst into laughter.

Although the F-high students don't think they can win, at least they won't say anything bad about F-high behind their backs, and they can still tell which side to protect.

Yue Shi and Zhu Fei are like two clowns jumping off the beam, if this is a book, they may be the villains in the book.

was said to be rubbish, where could Yue Shi and Zhu Fei swallow this breath?

The two of them relied on their big size, and immediately stood up together, choking their necks and shouting at Zeng Zhile: "Did you say you?" What the hell is going on with you? ”

Zhu Fei also pulled a sharp voice: "The dog takes the mouse and meddles in things."

With Ling Xing by her side, Zeng Zhile was not afraid of them, she pouted with disdain: "Forget your roots, you are not qualified to talk to Lao Tzu."

Good guys, Lao Tzu is out.

Yue Shi and Zhu Fei were really angry at this time, their eyes were red, these two guys were also very tasteless, they rolled up their sleeves and wanted to beat someone.

Ling Xing stood quietly behind Zeng Zhile, and at the same time, Pei Yan also stood up.

Yue Shi and Zhu Fei suddenly paused, and they didn't dare to take a step forward.

Ling Xing's vigorous skills had already left an indelible psychological shadow on Yue Shi, even Zhu Fei, who was watching that day.

Until Su Qingluo came back with two cups full of hot water, this farce was not over.

Zeng Zhile, Xia Nianchu, Yue Shi, and Zhu Fei saw that they couldn't do it, so they actually made a bet.

Ling Xing and Pei Yan didn't stop them.

Are they betting on whether F High can win this time or whether City One Middle School can win?

Hearing Yue Shi and Zhu Fei say in front of the whole class that it must be the city No. 1 Middle School that won, Su Qingluo's cool eyes swept over.

Yue Shi felt that his legs and stomach were soft, he was such a big man, he was once picked up by Su Qingluo and wanted to beat him......

It can be seen that Su Qingluo's force value will not be worse than Ling Xing.

Under the double oppression, Yue Shi and Zhu Fei coaxed a group, they didn't dare to say what they had thought about letting the losing side call grandpa, so they had to reluctantly let the girl say the bet.

Their bet is to sweep the floor, and the losing side will clean the classroom for one semester, that is, until next year.

After the farce ended, Yue Shi and Zhu Fei held their chins high, looking like they had contributed to the class.

This farce ended in this way, and the whole class undoubtedly benefited, and no matter which of them lost, someone would always clean the floor in the classroom.

The most dissatisfied with this kind of processing result was Qiu Yilin, she shook off the ballpoint pen in her hand, and snorted angrily: "These two useless things, I think their words this time have no impact on the heroine at all."

The system persuaded her: "To be the heroine, her heart must be very strong, anyway, there are not only the two of them who say these words, even if it doesn't affect the heroine, it's good to affect others."

This time, there were eight people in one team.

The main thing is that they can work together and be consistent with the outside world.

This game is by no means won by one person, but it may be inevitable that one person can lose.

The system is right, in the debate class of the evening self-study, the mood of several students was affected.

In the case of not knowing that the opponent's defense friend is so strong, they still have the mentality of giving it a go, and at that time, both sides have a fifty percent chance of winning.

Can ...... now

The other party only has one more He Tan, which is like a tiger with wings, not to mention that among the opponent's debaters, not only He Tan has been in contact with the debate competition since childhood, but the other two are also in contact with the debate competition since childhood, but their fame is far less than He Tan.

But it is also not to be underestimated.

Ling Xing found that Zhang Wenhao's mood was obviously also affected.

In class, Zhang Wenhao reached out and touched Ling Xing's naturally drooping ponytail, and immediately took his hand back after being lightly glanced at by Su Qingluo.

When Ling Xing turned around, Zhang Wenhao said mournfully: "What they said is right, the other party is too powerful, I can't see where our chances of winning are at all?"

Ling Xing frowned, and before he could speak, he heard Su Qingluo ask him, "Then tell me, what is the meaning of living?"

Zhang Wenhao was stunned, after all, Su Qingluo had never said a word to him before, even if he wanted to talk, people were also ignorant and cold.

Why suddenly ask him about the meaning of life?

Reacting, Zhang Wenhao hurriedly said: "What does this have to do with the meaning of the game...... It's not the same. ”

"What's the difference?" Su Qingluo said as he casually threw him a book about the debate competition: "After reading this in two days, you will know what the meaning of our victory is."

Zhang Wenhao was holding a book about the thickness of a dictionary, and he wanted to cry without tears.

For two days, Xueshen really looked up to him, don't you know that there is a gap between man and God?

Ling Xing looked sideways at Su Qingluo and asked him, "The opponent is so strong, aren't you worried at all?"

Su Qingluo looked at her sideways.

The girl's black and white eyes reflected his shadow.

After a long time, the corners of his mouth pulled out a slight arc: "I will do my best, winning or losing is not so important."

Are you sure? Isn't it because you're just a standout?

There are only three days left until the preliminary round.

(End of chapter)