I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

Ling Xing arranged the two swan desk lamps neatly.

The desk lamp, one black and one white, is placed behind the single swan desk lamp. In this way, the angle of view is misplaced, and it looks a bit like a family of three swans.

God damn a family of three.

Ling Xing shook her head, and immediately rearranged her position. She placed the lamp of a single swan in front, and the lamps of two swans in the back.

Well, this looks a lot like a single dog and an intimate couple...

Simply.

Ling Xing simply gave up struggling, and pushed the three swans together with a casual push. Not to mention, it seemed more pleasing to the eye this way.

It was getting late, Ling Xing didn't look at his phone anymore, but picked up the debate book that had been prepared earlier and read it.

No matter the weather is hot or cold, she never slackens her studies.

Weather and mood are never reasons to affect learning.

Ling Xing also occasionally has a bad mood. At this time, she will choose to settle down, talk quietly for a while, and then choose her favorite books to read.

If time is the best medicine in this world, then reading is an antidote.

At 22:30 in the evening, Ling Xing's alarm clock rang on time, and she knew that she couldn't watch it anymore at this time.

No matter how attractive the content of the book is to her, at this time she will still choose to put down the book, prepare to wash up and go to sleep.

No matter what you do, self-discipline is also key.

After washing, it was almost 23:00. Before going to bed, Ling Xing still couldn't help but glanced at the phone. The phone was fully charged, indicating that the power could be unplugged.

She put away the charger and clicked on WeChat. She asked Su Qingluo about the news about digging through the trash can, and Su Qingluo replied an hour ago.

Su Qingluo: [Who did you listen to? 】

About 2 minutes later, he sent another light sentence: [Nothing. 】

Five minutes later, Su Qingluo sent another message: [I saw the note, is it true? 】

Probably because Ling Xing didn't reply, he continued: [I've taken it seriously. 】

Ling Xing didn't look at his phone at that time, so naturally he didn't reply, and Su Qingluo didn't send another message for half an hour afterwards.

Ling Xing's eyes fell on the words 'nothing', it seems that Su Qingluo will never admit that she has turned over the trash can?

But did Su Qingluo forget one thing, she watched him throw the gift from her into the trash can with her own hands.

If Su Qingluo didn't rummage through the trash can and found the gift, how would she know what gift she gave?

Ling Xing would definitely not expose him, she stared at the phone screen for a while, and inevitably remembered the gift she gave Su Qingluo.

In fact, it wasn't just Su Qingluo, the gifts she gave to several other classmates were all the same, and there was absolutely no preference for one over another.

All are ballpoint pen refills.

For a student, in addition to books, there should be no shortage of pens at home, and Ling Xing's family has a lot of pens.

Because Shi Shu likes to paint, his parents will always arrange some fuel and paintbrushes for him. Dad Ling will never favor any child, and Ling Xing must arrange for what Shi Shu has.

But Ling Xing doesn't have the slightest talent for drawing, so he doesn't need a brush at all, so Ling's father came up with a good idea overnight, to buy Ling Xing another brush...

Now Ling Xing has so many pens that the locker under the bookshelf can't fit them. What's more exaggerated is that every time Ling's father buys paint for Shi Shu, he also buys her a bunch of ballpoint pen refills.

Now her ballpoint pen refills are all piled up in an empty room upstairs, and that room is almost full, and she might not be able to use them up in this lifetime just relying on her writing.

Ling Xing also persuaded Ling's father more than once that she didn't need to buy so many pens for her, and she really didn't mind buying dyes and paintbrushes for her brother.

But whenever she said this, Dad Ling always said that it was impossible for him to be an eccentric old father, she must have what Shi Shu had, and she had to have what Shi Shu didn't have.

Dad Ling also said that if Ling Xing gave something to Ling Xing, he would give it away, throw it away, or transfer it at a low price. No matter what Ling Xing did with it, he would definitely give it away anyway.

Why bother?

Ling Xing really couldn't understand, even if Ling's father didn't buy these for her, she still recognized him as a good father in her heart. Although Ling's father didn't give her much company since she was a child, at least he treated her better than she did in the past ten years. The biological father who doesn't care is hundreds of times better.

However, Ling Xing was quite cruel to Su Qingluo this time. She gave Su Qingluo 1000 pen refills, and drew him a big cake with no borders...

Just as he was thinking, the phone in his hand suddenly vibrated twice. Ling Xing thought it was another message from Su Qingluo, but when he clicked on it, he found that someone in the small group in the class was @她.

@lingxing's is none other than Zeng Zhile.

This guy Zeng Zhile is also very strange. When he usually studies, he yawns after 10 o'clock, and he is so sleepy that he can't sleep.

It's past eleven o'clock in the evening, and she is still chatting in the group, and she doesn't seem to want to sleep at all.

Ling Xing subconsciously flipped through their chat records, only to find that they had already talked about the debate from the topic of giving gifts.

Now that we're talking about the debate, we have to bring up the bet this time. Zeng Zhile @lingxing is also asking her if she has confidence in this rematch?

When most of the students chose Nengying in the No. [-] Middle School in the city, most of the students in the second and third classes chose Nengying in F High School.

When they chose, they might have been prepared to lose. After all, the strength of the city's No. [-] Middle School was there, and it was just a friendly choice.

But after the preliminary competition this time, the students in the second and third classes also have some confidence in their school. The students in the city's No. [-] middle school are very tough, but the students in the F high school are not far behind.

For those who have never participated in a debate competition, it is absolutely impossible to rely on luck to defeat them in the first round.

Many people in the group are waiting for Ling Xing's answer.

To be honest, Ling Xing must have confidence in himself. During this period of time, the debate class has been continuing, and the learning atmosphere has become more and more tense.

As time passed, Ling Xing and Su Qingluo mastered more and more debate knowledge points. It may be that Su Qingluo has reached a certain height in debate, so his progress is not obvious.

But the other absorptive ability in the early stage is not as strong as his, and the improvement is obvious.

Especially Ling Xing, she has always worked the hardest when it comes to learning, so her progress is the most obvious.

Teacher Su looked at her more and more appreciatively, and the last few lessons made the other three learn from Ling Xing.

Teacher Su said: "The cycle is gradual, a small step is made every day, and it will be a big step if it accumulates over time."

Teacher Su also said: "Just like the topic you debated last time, I have to admit that talent is great, but it is not worth mentioning in front of unremitting efforts, because talent may have limits, but hard work has no limits of."

After waiting for Ling Xing for about 1 minute, the people in the group didn't wait for Ling Xing's reply. They all thought that Ling Xing had fallen asleep, and someone started @贝燕.

The strange thing is that Pei Yan didn't give any response.

Zeng Zhile posted a few pouted emojis, and @贝燕's classmate, [Pei Yan's work schedule is very messy, she will enter a deep sleep before 22:30 every night, at this time he must have already Fell asleep. 】

As soon as Zeng Zhile said this, someone immediately asked: [So, how do you know what time Pei Yan goes to bed? 】

Zeng Zhile: […]

At this time, Ling Xing also @曾知乐, and she replied to the previous question: [I still have a little confidence in myself. 】

Confident, but not sure that she can win. The strength of the opponent should not be underestimated. She has never lost her mind.

Ling Xing's words were like a bomb in the group. Immediately, no one paid attention to the crap about Zeng Zhile and Pei Yan, and they all @lingxing.

[Student Ling Xing, I bet that our school can win. I have never won a bet with others since I was a child. Please, let the child win once. 】

【@微星, come on, come on, we must win! 】

……

Ling Xing hadn't recovered from the endless WeChat messages, the phone vibrated twice again, and the screen showed that it was a WeChat message from Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo: [ignore me? 】

Su Qingluo: [So, have you started to like the new and dislike the old? 】

Ling Xing: "..."

This guy has a resentful tone, who is he blaming?

More importantly, does this guy know that he sent these two messages to the group? ? ?

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