I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

Although this debate competition was not very formal, when the real debate started, the students also blush to the point where their necks were thick.

Opportunities are often reserved for those who are prepared. For the first time, Ling Xing felt at ease.

Her opponent was obviously not well-prepared this time. Not only did she stumble in her speech, she even had insufficient reasons. She had to think about it occasionally, and Ling Xing won almost without any suspense.

What Ling Xing didn't expect was that Qiu Yilin was also the square this time, and it seemed that the two of them had no chance to be rivals.

I don't know if Qiu Yilin had prepared in advance, but this time she was able to argue with the opposing party with ease.

According to that system, Qiu Yilin had finished high school no matter what her grades were, so she really had to have some strength to deal with their juniors who were two grades behind.

As time passed, the debate competition reached its climax. Half of the pros and cons were eliminated. In addition, there were still a small half of the classroom that did not participate, and there were only 16 students left.

Pros and cons each have 8 players.

There are only 7 places in the class, which means that after half of the elimination, one more will be eliminated.

For the remaining 16 students, the opponents are still drawn by lottery, and the names of the opposing students will be drawn by the prosecuting and defending parties.

Zeng Zhile looked at the note in Ling Xing's hand, and kept praying: "I hope that the note written by Daxing is not my name, I hope that the note written by Daxing is not my name..."

After praying like this several times, he looked at death and said: "Look——"

"Student Zeng Zhile." Pei Yan, who was sitting behind her, suddenly reached out and patted her shoulder lightly.

Zeng Zhi looked back unhappy: "There's a fart!"

Pei Yan: "..."

Pei Yan's face froze for a moment, and he slowly raised the note in his hand to Zeng Zhile's eyes: "I mean, we are rivals."

Zeng Zhile has a good ability to accept, she laughed with two deep dimples, and said provocatively: "That's good, I finally have a chance to beat you."

Xu Shi's smile was too sweet, so Pei Yan couldn't help but take a second look. After realizing it, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and turned his eyes slightly away: "Let's try."

Try and die.

Anyway, this struggle will always eliminate one person, and it doesn't matter who that person is.

The one who was eliminated could only admit that his skills were inferior to others.

At the same time, Ling Xing also opened the note in her hand, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes when she looked at the name on the note.

Then, leaning on the back table, she pushed the note to Su Qingluo's eyes: "We are indeed rivals."

Su Qingluo took the note from her, read it for a moment, and asked Ling Xing: "Do you want to win?"

Ling Xing's shadow was reflected in his dark eyes, as if as long as Ling Xing said he wanted to win, he would help her achieve it.

Why does the famous god of learning seem to be a little in love with the brain?

"Think!" Ling Xing made no secret of his determination to win, and added seriously: "However, I want to rely on my own strength."

So, show all your strength, don't let me, even if I lose, I have nothing to say.

It was only when it was time for the debate that Ling Xing realized how outrageous Su Qingluo's operations were.

Ling Xing: "Success is 1% talent plus 99% sweat. No matter how talented a person is, as long as he doesn't study hard, do you think he still has a chance to become a top student?"

Su Qingluo pondered for a moment, her expression was rarely serious: "Are you KYing me?"

Ling Xing: "..."

Indeed he was forgotten.

A few people in the classroom obviously couldn't hold back their laughter, and quickly suppressed it.

Sister Yu couldn't help reminding him: "Su Qingluo, please answer seriously."

Ling Xing cleared his throat, and said again: "Study well depends on hard work, it doesn't matter if you don't have excellent talents, as long as you work hard, you will definitely get good grades!"

Su Qingluo was puzzled: "Does this have something to do with hard work? If you have an excellent talent, it's okay to be a little distracted in class. But for a person with a low IQ, even if he works hard, he will do every wrong question. Many times, but if you accidentally get stuck in the exam, you still don’t know how to do anything. But smart people can do it as long as they speak, and they can do very well in the exam without doing wrong questions.”

Ling Xing finally found the feeling of debating. She gave an example: "Einstein was regarded as an imbecile when he was a child, but his natural indomitable spirit made him unwilling to do so, so he worked hard with superhuman energy and became a giant of the last century! He relied not on talent, but on hard work.”

Su Qingluo thought for a moment, then nodded slowly: "It makes sense."

Ling Xing: "..."

Sister Yu: "..."

all the classmates:"……"

You are an opponent, not a lecturer and not even an audience!

Ling Xing won this debate without any suspense.

Sister Yu took a second look at the tall and straight boy standing behind Ling Xing, and sighed softly: "This kid is not good at talking, it's a pity..."

Next came Zeng Zhile and Pei Yan. They were evenly matched, but Zeng Zhile obviously didn't do as much homework as Pei Yan.

In the end, Pei Yan won the debate.

The school bell rang, but there were still no debates between the two groups. Of course, Sister Yu chose to delay class.

The seven places in the second and third classes were: Ling Xing, Qiu Yilin, Ji Yan, Pei Yan, Sun Xin, Xia Nianchu, and Li Xiang.

After announcing the quota, Ling Xing heard Qiu Yilin's excited voice: "Ah, these names seem to be exactly the same as those written in the book."

At this time, the system answered her: "Yes, the host, the world itself is also trying to repair it, so that the plot can get on the right track."

Qiu Yilin breathed a sigh of relief: "If the bug can be fixed and the plot must follow the way in the book, then I have nothing to worry about."

There is no class scheduled for the afternoon, and the dormitory students are all planning to go home today.

When Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile walked to the school gate together, Ji Yan and Hou Zi also chased them up from behind.

Su Qingluo must have something to do today, as soon as the school bell rang, he 'sneaked' away from sister Yu's eyes through the back door.

Sister Yu gradually thought about it, and simply turned a blind eye to what he did.

Otherwise what can you do?

Let this kind of good seedling at the level of academic gods be transferred to other classes to win glory for other teachers?

Not far from the school gate, Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile separated at the intersection.

Ji Yan, who had been keeping a distance behind them, quickened his pace to catch up with Ling Xing.

"Xing Xing," he walked on the right side of Ling Xing, and suddenly said without thinking: "I believe in you."

Ling Xing is really full of question marks now.

What does Ji Yan believe in her?

Why do you keep saying "believe her"?

Did she do something to misunderstand him?

No, why doesn't she have any impression of herself?

Ling Xing glanced at him sideways, and asked directly: "Why do you believe me?"

Ji Yan's face sank slightly, but his eyes looked at Ling Xing in front of him: "... about the puppy love."

Oh, it turned out that it was Qiu Yilin who reported it.

Ling Xing didn't speak any more, saying that she didn't like things like Su Qingluo, she didn't believe herself, so how did Ji Yan believe her?