I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

The day before the rematch, Ling Xing and Su Qingluo made an appointment to go to school to pick up books together, and they ran into an acquaintance.

It can't be regarded as an acquaintance, after all, before the competition, she and He Qin didn't know each other at all, even if they had participated in the same competition, they had never spoken to each other.

He Qin only had a vague impression of Ling Xing, and he wasn't very familiar with him. There were so many students in F High who participated in the debate competition, the only one he could really remember was Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo is definitely a very strong opponent for He Qin. Before meeting Su Qingluo, he has participated in various debate competitions for three consecutive years without losing.

In the field of debate competitions, he has become a little myth.

Because he is so good, there are many videos of him participating in the debate competition on the Internet. This is also the fundamental reason why most students in F High are not confident that their school can win.

Now, being defeated by Su Qingluo, who had never touched a debate competition, this defeat was definitely a shame for He Qin.

Although the teachers all comforted him, saying that this failure was not his fault, but that the cooperation of his teammates was not good enough.

It wasn't entirely his fault, his teammates were stupider than pigs, and he couldn't move them.

Fortunately, those teammates who didn't have a tacit understanding with him were all eliminated this time, and he also made sufficient preparations before the competition.

The rematch can only succeed, never fail.

Across a campus path, He Qin and Su Qingluo looked at each other from afar.

Before He Tan had time to respond, Su Qingluo looked away expressionlessly. He had no impression of He Tan at all.

He Qin regards Su Qingluo as his strongest opponent, but Su Qingluo never put him in his eyes from the beginning to the end.

When he could no longer see He Tan's shadow, Ling Xing said to Su Qingluo: "Just now He Tan seemed to want to say hello to you.

Su Qingluo frowned slightly: "Who?"

Ling Xing looked at him in surprise: "He Qin? Didn't you see him? Didn't you two still..."

Did they still look at each other with a Martian taste?

Just at that glance, Ling Xing felt that the air seemed to be filled with the smell of Mars.

The co-author didn't even notice who was staring at him.

outrageous.

Su Qingluo moved her fingers hanging by her side, and the phalanx lightly touched the back of Ling Xing's hand hanging by her side. He didn't care who he just touched: "I didn't pay attention, but it was just an insignificant person."

Ling Xing: "..."

She felt that she needed the confidence of Su Qingluo.

The two walked to the classroom together. At this time, it was the lunch break in the classroom.

Many students slept on their desks, and some chatted quietly together.

Ling Xing saw Qiu Yilin at a glance, and Qiu Yilin was chatting quietly with someone.

The person he was chatting with was a boy, whom Ling Xing didn't know.

However, the distance between the two of them was too close. Qiu Yilin lay on her desk with her hands folded and her chin propped, while the boy sat upside down on the seat in front of her, and turned around half lying on her desk.

The distance between the two is less than [-] centimeters, which has already exceeded the safe distance between classmates, let alone boys and girls.

Ling Xing saw that there were also students around who were looking at Qiu Yilin and discussing something in a low voice.

Is Qiu Yilin completely disregarding other people's eyes now?

But the former Qiu Yilin, even if she used them as paper figures, she still cared about the image in other people's minds, what's wrong now?

After all, it has nothing to do with her, Ling Xing only glanced at it, and then looked away.

Seeing Ling Xing coming back to the classroom, Zeng Zhile and I were a little surprised: "Xing, you are back to class? Didn't the teacher say to give you a holiday?"

Ling Xing sat in his seat and answered Zeng Zhile while packing the books: "It's a holiday, and I'm coming back now to get the books."

Zeng Zhile's smiling face instantly frowned upon hearing the words: "It's such a good thing to have a holiday, why did it happen to you again?"

Ling Xing smiled lightly: "Is it a good thing to have a holiday?"

Zeng Zhile nodded heavily: "At least in my eyes, it's an excellent thing."

In fact, not only in the eyes of Zeng Zhile, but also in the eyes of most of the students, a holiday is a very good thing.

Seeing Ling Xing and Su Qingluo returning to the classroom, Sun Xin at the front desk also ran over. He walked to Su Qingluo's desk and smiled before saying anything: "Luo Shen..."

Su Qingluo took out a few books from the table hole, and didn't even glance at Sun Xin the whole time.

Sun Xin scratched his head, not feeling too embarrassed, he retreated to Ling Xing's desk, and smiled honestly: "Ling Xing, you are going to participate in the rematch tomorrow, are you nervous?"

Zeng Zhile rolled her eyes: "Squad leader, what you are asking is simply nonsense."

Why are you nervous?If it wasn't for being overly nervous, Lao Wu would have given them a holiday?

Don't even think about it.

Sun Xin scratched his head again, and suddenly half-lyed on Ling Xing's desk, lowering his voice and saying: "Ling Xing, I have something to tell you."

Ling Xing was stunned, and imitated Sun Xin, leaning down on the desk, and said in a low voice: "What's the matter..."

Before she finished speaking, Sun Xin was picked up by Su Qingluo.

Sun Xin opened his mouth and was just about to curse, but when he turned around and saw that it was Su Qingluo, he swallowed back the words when he got to his mouth, with an embarrassing smile on the corner of his mouth: "What's wrong?"

Su Qingluo pulled Sun Xin aside, frowned and glanced at Sun Xin, her voice was also a little cold: "Just talk, what are you doing lying on the desk?"

Sun Xin: "..."

I actually wanted to tell you, but you don't like me.

Su Qingluo still didn't want to talk to Sun Xin. In his eyes, Sun Xin was just a talker with a lot of nonsense, so he didn't want to say a word to him at all.

But what Sun Xin said just now has aroused Ling Xing's curiosity, because when Sun Xin wanted to say something, he subconsciously glanced at Qiu Yilin several times.

In the end, the three of them walked out of the classroom together, and in the corridor, Ling Xing hurriedly asked Sun Xin: "Squad leader, what did you say you wanted to tell me just now?"

Sun Xin looked back and forth like a thief, and he motioned for Ling Xing and Su Qingluo to come over.

As soon as Su Qingluo's face showed annoyance, Ling Xing moved his ears closer.

Su Qingluo turned to look at her: "You..."

Ling Xing waved his hand, "It's important, don't waste time."

Su Qingluo pursed her lips straight, her black eyes were deep, she didn't say anything after all.

Sun Xin whispered: "I know it's not good to talk about people behind their backs, but—"

Ling Xing interrupted him impatiently: "The squad leader is already at this time, can you talk about the key points?"

Sun Xin touched his nose embarrassingly, and coughed again: "After school the day before yesterday, I forgot to take my things and went back to the classroom. I saw Qiu Yilin and Ji Yan talking in the classroom."

Ling Xing's expression instantly became serious.

Sun Xin continued: "I heard them say that there is a shortcut you can take in the debate..."

Sun Xin didn't hear what they said about the so-called shortcut, but it was related to the debate, and he also knew that it might not be a good thing, because what he heard was only a few words, and he couldn't tell others.

I wanted to talk to Su Qingluo and Ling Xing, but they haven't come to school for the past two days, and some things can't be explained clearly on WeChat...

Ling Xing and Su Qingluo looked at each other.

Su Qingluo sneered: "I've never heard that there are shortcuts in this world."

Ling Xing bowed his head and said nothing.

what shortcut?

A gentleman is magnanimous, even if he wins, he must win brightly.

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