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Chapter 132 [You don’t inquire about beautiful girls.](1/3)

Chapter 132, [Don’t ask about beautiful girls.]

Because each class will send participating teams, the base is huge.

Therefore, the competition adopts a rotation system, which means that an outstanding team is selected among the majors, and then each major competes with each other, and finally the best team is selected to represent Suzhou University in this year.

The National College Debate Competition.

Each major only needs one round of competition, and then the judges will give scores.

In other words, if Xu Ziyin's team wants to win the first place at Suzhou University, it must at least get the highest score in both rounds.

…………

"Old Xu, why did you come here?"

As soon as he sat down in the auditorium, Zhao Bing on the side said impatiently.

Glancing towards the stage, Xu Ziyin asked.

"Is this a competition for the Department of Business and Industry now?"

"Yes, this is the last one, and the next one will be our major."

Because the auditorium is so big, the competition times for each major are staggered. Before the Chinese language and literature major, it is the competition time for the business department.

This time the debate topic of the Department of Business and Industry is whether human nature is inherently evil or human nature is good.

The two participating teams were at each other's throats on the stage, going back and forth, and the competition was very lively.

It is worth mentioning that the debate topics for each major are fixed.

Therefore, the team that takes priority has certain inherent advantages.

After all, it is very likely that the arguments used by the previous teams will also be used by the teams behind them, which will naturally lower the impression of the judges and the audience.

But that's the way the game is. Drawing lots determines the order of appearance, and similarly, sometimes luck is also part of the game.

…………

While Xu Ziyin was happily watching the heated debate between the two teams on the stage, Song Shi hurried over.

She glanced at Zhao Bing and Xu Ziyin who were sitting in the audience, and she suddenly became angry.

"Are you still watching?"

"We're going backstage. This one is over. We'll be here after one more one."

Hearing this, Xu Ziyin and Zhao Bing stood up one after another.

Then Zhao Bing grinned and said.

"I said Miss Song, don't worry about this competition, we will definitely be the first in the profession."

"I've been doing some research in the past few days. The other classes are basically not paying much attention to this debate. I guess we can easily win it without any effort at all."

This is true.

Not all classes are keen to participate in a competition of this nature. If Song Shi hadn't suddenly pulled Xu Ziyin in at the beginning, and Xu Ziyin had called Zhao Bing in, their class might not have been able to gather a team.

, other classes are almost in the same situation.

Many teams come here just for a formality and don’t have much interest in winning awards.

Not to mention that they have to spend a certain amount of time every day for dedicated training.

Just one word to describe it.

roll.

But Zhao Bing is not good at doing serious work, but he is good at doing side jobs. He doesn't know what methods he used, and he has a clear understanding of the competition situation in several classes.

Hearing this, Song Shi rolled his eyes at him angrily.

“How many Chinese language classes are there?”

"What's there to show off if you take first place?"

"After this round of competition, competition with other majors is the key."

"Okay, hurry up and wait. Who dares to let me off the hook then? Humph."

As he spoke, Song Shi waved his fist vigorously, the warning meaning self-evident.

…………

Unknowingly, the sun gradually sets over the mountain.

In the auditorium, cheers erupted from time to time.

With Song Shi and Du Xiaoyu’s careful preparation, Xu Ziyin’s team successfully won the first place in the Chinese language major in this competition.

The reason is that there are only a small number of competition teams, and other classes are not paying much attention.

Therefore, during the competition, there was no need for Xu Ziyin to contribute at all. During the first and second debates, Song Shi and Zhao Bing had already killed each other to pieces.

As for Zhao Bing, he probably did it to express himself in front of his sweetheart, and his performance was really impressive. It seems that he has put in a lot of effort.



After walking out of the auditorium and taking a look at the gorgeous sunset in the sky, Zhao Bing said proudly.

"Xiao Yu, Song Shi, let me just say, this is a little competition."

Seeing his smug look, Du Xiaoyu covered her mouth with a smile, and Song Shi, for the rare occasion, did not give him any scorn anymore.

After all, what can I say after getting first place?

In fact, with Song Shi's arrogant temperament and the fact that she has been preparing for so long, it would be damned if she still can't win first place in her major.

But this is just the beginning, the second round a week later is the top priority.

"By the way, I won first place, how about we go out at night to celebrate?"

Suddenly, Zhao Bing suggested.

Xu Ziyin didn't care about this. He shrugged and looked at the two girls.

Of course Song Shi also understood that Zhao Bing's drunkard's intention was not to drink, so he thought about it and nodded before replying.

"Okay, let's go out to eat."

As she said that, she turned to look at Du Xiaoyu, who obviously had no objection.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Zhao Bing couldn't help but feel excited.

"Then let's go to Shilu. There is a new hotpot restaurant there. I heard that the taste is quite good. It is best to eat hotpot in such a cold weather. If you have enough time after eating, you can go to KTV to sing.

.”

KTV?

Upon hearing this word, Du Xiaoyu's expression was obviously hesitant, maybe he was not very interested in this kind of place.

Seeing this, Xu Ziyin wanted to laugh in his heart.

It seems that Zhao Bing is not good enough.

Otherwise, there is no need to say this sentence at all.

After the meal, the atmosphere has been heightened, and you can directly tell me that other activities have been arranged, and others will be embarrassed to refuse. There is no need to tell everything now.

Zhao Bing was so proud that he did not carefully observe the expression on Du Xiaoyu's face, and walked towards the school gate excitedly.

Xu Ziyin and others stepped to follow.

After a while, a group of people called a taxi and set off on the stone road.

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End of November.

In a city like Suzhou, which is located in the south, you can obviously feel the coolness in the air getting much darker.

The heads in the hot pot restaurant were shaking, wisps of water vapor emerged from the pot and evaporated into the air, and the glass windows were dimmed.

Carrying forward the principles of gentlemen, Xu Ziyin and Zhao Bing went to prepare the dipping sauce, while Song Shi and Du Xiaoyu sat by the window and chatted quietly.

"Xiao Yu, is this guy Zhao Bing chasing you?"

After glancing at Xu Ziyin and the other two people not far away, Song Shi lowered his head and whispered.

Hearing this, Du Xiaoyu pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose without showing any twitchy expression, and just gave a plain hum.

"He is indeed pursuing me, but I don't know whether I should agree to it."

"dislike?"

Du Xiaoyu shook his head and smiled.

"I think I have a bit of a crush on him, but I don't feel like the crush is very good, and I heard that his reputation isn't very good. It seems that he has talked to girls from other classes since the beginning of the school year, and finally broke up with him for some unknown reason."

"So I want to get along with him for a while. If there is a chance to go to Yanjing for this debate, and he is still willing to maintain his current enthusiasm when he comes back from Yanjing, I will give him a chance."

Du Xiaoyu said this very calmly.
To be continued...
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