Save the Sick Iceberg Project

The painkiller was delivered, and Rong Xin swallowed two small white tablets with mineral water. The medicine was very bitter, and his throat felt astringent after drinking it.

"Is it better?" His teammate asked him worriedly in a low voice.

Now the audience's attention is on Shen Qinglin, the opponent's third debater, but there are still more than 20 seconds for Shen Qinglin's discussion time to end, and everyone's eyes will turn to the square's fourth debater, Rong Xin.

The level of performance of the two groups has been evenly matched until now. Every time the two sides argue, each has its own advantages and disadvantages. It is almost equal. I wanted to rely on the four defenses to widen the gap, but now Rong Xin's body has suffered such a big problem. The question, not to mention widening the gap, is a question of whether we can persist in the debate.

Are you going to lose?

The teammates were nervous and anxious, sweating coldly while worrying, subconsciously looking in Rong Xin's direction.

In their impression, Rong Xin was the most terrifying opponent and strongest ally in the debate field. In the last eight-in-four match, he debated his opponent to pieces, as sharp as a drawn sword.That kind of astonishing and sharp debate is so eye-catching that it can attract everyone's attention. There is no doubt that Rong Xin may even rush to the first position.

However, it is such a person who is so strong that it makes people gasp, but at this time, he is sweating from the stomach pain for some reason. It is not difficult to see from Rong Rongxin's tightly pursed lips and snowy face that the painkillers seem to have no effect. As a result, he is still suffering from great pain.

Can you still hold on?

Ding!The timer beeps.

When it was time for Shen Qinglin to speak, he bowed deeply to the audience and sat back confidently.

"Great!" "This is Shen Qinglin's true level!" "Shen Qinglin is right, money is indeed not the root of all evil. There are many types of evil. Some people commit crimes because of lust, while others commit crimes because of hatred. It would be far-fetched to say that money is the root of all evil!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience, the audience applauded one after another, and the judges nodded slightly and recorded it on the score sheet.

The host turned his attention to the square, and made a "please" gesture to Rong Xin: "Next, I invite the four debates of the square to discuss, and the discussion time is 3 minutes!"

The enthusiastic anticipation of the audience, the worry and tension of his teammates, and the cold eyes of Sen who gloated in the dark were all focused on Rong Xin at the same time, and the spotlight illuminated Rong Xin's drooping face.

"Rong Xin doesn't seem to be looking very well." "Why are you sweating so much?" "Could it be that he was stumped by the other party? Nervous?" "No way! Rong Xin's strength is right there, how could he be nervous!"

Just when everyone began to wonder why he didn't move, Rong Xin took a deep breath, raised his sweat-soaked eyelashes, and stood up while supporting the table.

His movements were a little slow, but without the slightest tremor or hesitation.

The high-definition camera captured his hair wet with cold sweat, his peach blossom eyes were still sharp, his fair complexion made his eyebrows look dark, and the sharp arc at the end of his eyes was like a stroke of ink on rice paper. Just one glance makes one's heart palpitate.

"The other party's debater said that money is not the root of all evil, because you understand the word "ten thousand" as "everything", but this understanding is completely wrong." Rong Xin's clear and clear voice is like ice in the cold winter , Just one sentence plunged into the logical theme that the other party relied on for a living, except for his pale face, he couldn't tell any difference from usual.

"According to the authoritative "Chinese Dictionary", there are nine different meanings of "wan", and as an adjective in the source of all evil, it represents the meaning of great, extremely many, and extreme. That is to say, Today, as long as we prove that money has caused a lot of evil, that is to prove the view that money is the root of all evil! The other party’s debater cited a series of evil deeds that were not caused by money, but this does not prove the viciousness caused by money. Not too many. This is like saying that a black cat has a pinch of white hair, so this black cat is a white cat? The other party’s debater, are you doing this by stealing the sky for another day, not looking for the end of the earth, or what? Do you think such logic is ridiculous?” [Note]

Earth-shattering applause erupted from the audience: "It's amazing!" "It's really my brother Rong!"

As expected, he was the best debater recognized by everyone in the last round. Rong Xin's analysis of the word "ten thousand" suddenly turned the situation around, labeling all the previous efforts of the opponent as irrelevant, and the words were still familiar. His poisonous tongue and cruelty.

This trick is really ruthless, but it really works.

"Okay!" Even Zhang Ailun couldn't help but yelled in a low voice, if he wasn't sitting on the stage, he could almost slap the table excitedly.

When everyone was excited about Rong Xin's wonderful debate, Tan Shiyue, who was sitting next to Rong Xin, turned pale with worry - he was the only one in the audience who could clearly see Rong Xin's speech at this moment. real status people.

Rong Xin's fingers by his side were trembling slightly, cold sweat was rolling down his snow-white neck and into his collar, Tan Shiyue could almost hear Rong Xin gnashing his teeth.

From taking painkillers to now, Rong Xin's stomach pain doesn't seem to be relieved at all, and it even seems to be getting worse.Judging from all signs, Rong Xin's stomach must be very, very painful now.

What kind of perseverance can make him hurt like this, and he can stand up calmly and face everyone seemingly without any abnormalities.

Tan Shiyue's heart was full of ups and downs, and he felt his nose was a little sore. Before, he simply admired Rong Xin, and even thought that he was too good-looking, so he always had a slight prejudice. But now, he finally realized that Rong Xin is not just A great master of debating skills, his self-control and persistence have almost reached the point of becoming a god. This kind of mentality that ordinary people cannot match and his calm and unrestrained indifference make people have to look up, almost regarded as worship.

Rong Xin exhaled lightly, breathed steadily, looked at the other party's debate seat and continued: "The other party's argument today is plain, it is nothing more than saying that evil comes from human nature rather than the medium of money. Then I want to let The other party’s debater imagines such a scene, if a drop of ink is placed in a clear brush wash, the clear water in the brush wash will immediately become turbid, so the source of the turbidity is the clear water itself or the external drop What about ink. Ink is the evil deeds in people’s hearts, and money, as a general equivalent, is the abstract embodiment of this external filth, so money is the root of all evil, and it is absolutely true!..."【Note】

The applause was thunderous again!

The wonderful discussion is still going on, and Rong Xin's witty remarks, sometimes fierce and sharp, sometimes resonate, the audience in the audience is intoxicated by his discussion, but no one sees his face turning pale a little bit, no one knows At this moment, his stomach seemed to be being cut in and out by a hacksaw, the heart-piercing pain almost tore the tender stomach sac into pieces.

pain!

My stomach hurts!

Pain pain pain pain!

Opening and closing his mouth, he seemed to have turned into a fully automatic debate machine. Obviously his body was arguing, but the pain made his brain go blank. He didn't know how he finished this paragraph, maybe it was by The logic engraved in my mind that I sorted out during the severe pain before may also simply rely on that unending ruthlessness and subconsciousness.

However, he heard the deafening cheers and applause that immediately sounded from the audience as soon as he finished his last sentence.

I am an automatic debate machine without emotion, and I thought to myself that I am having fun while working hard, and I am quite successful.

The host said to take a 10-minute break, and then there will be a free debate session.

Yes, there is no critical moment to drop the chain.

The tense string in his heart seemed to be broken all of a sudden, Rong Xin's eyes went dark, and he fell back to his seat with a muffled "boom".

Tan Shiyue rushed over immediately: "Rong Xin!"

Someone in the noisy crowd who was getting up to go to the toilet noticed the abnormal situation on the stage, stood still and pointed to the stage:

"Look at Rong Xin!"

"Is Rong Xin feeling unwell?"

The three members of the Zhengfang team immediately surrounded them, blocking the view of the onlookers.

"Brother Rong!" Zhang Ailun leaned over anxiously, "What's the matter, Brother Rong!"

The pain that had been endured for a long time finally reached its limit, and a wave of severe convulsions followed.Rong Xin pinched his stomach with both hands and bent down, an uncontrollable pain finally appeared on his handsome face, and a low-pitched moan finally escaped from between his clenched lips and teeth: "Uh..."

pain……

The stomach was rolling slowly, like a living thing scurrying around in his upper abdomen, every movement brought uncontrollable pain, Rong Xin was so painful that even his lips turned bloodless, he clutched his stomach Lying on the lap.

"Brother Rong's stomachache started not long after the game, and it hasn't gotten better." Tan Shiyue explained anxiously to everyone, "What to do, the painkillers don't seem to work!"

"I know that pressing the acupuncture points on my hand can relieve pain, let me try." Erbian took a step forward and grabbed Rong Xin's left hand, and pinched his tiger's mouth acupuncture point with his nail knuckles.

"Hmm..." Rong Xin groaned/groaned and fell back. Normally, he wouldn't be easily grabbed by someone, but his stomach was so uncomfortable that he didn't react for a while, and waited until he recovered. At that time, the stomach had already lost the pressure of both hands, and the pain exploded instantly. The pain made him almost faint, and veins burst out on his slender neck in an instant.

Zhang Ailun was terrified when he saw it, and thought that the second argument was not strong enough to achieve the effect, so he hurriedly urged the second argument: "Put a little more force, Brother Rong is still hurting."

"Oh ok." The second defense hurriedly stepped up.

Ah!

Damn, now not only my stomach hurts but also my hands hurt.

Rong Xin was sweating like rain. If it wasn't for the severe stomach pain, he would really want to hit someone.

Although he knew that pinching his hands was a good intention, half of the pain reaction caused by his allergies was physical, and the other half was psychological. The double pain was even more serious than simple stomach cramps, and pinching acupuncture points could not stop it at all.

Just now Rong Xin withdrew his hand back to let Erbian bid farewell to harming his right hand again, so that he would not even be able to take notes when the time came, the stomach of the other hand suddenly contracted violently.

"Hmm!" Rong Xin turned his head abruptly, almost died of pain, bit his lips to the point of bleeding, grabbed his upper abdomen with one hand and pressed down hard, almost grabbed the line of his suit, that posture It's as if I can't wait to pull my stomach out of my abdominal cavity.

It's so fucking painful!

Rong Xin cursed a curse word silently in his heart, panting violently, the severe pain in his upper abdomen like being tightened by a rope made him straighten up subconsciously, then fell down weakly, limp in the seat.

Blood was blooming on his pale lips, and blue veins popped out of his white neck. It must be said that Rong Xin's stunning beauty covered in cold sweat had a kind of thrilling and morbid allure, but no one dared to be distracted now.

"Fuck!" Tan Shiyue saw that the folk remedies for laying on hands didn't work, and immediately became anxious, "I can't go on like this, or take Brother Rong from the hospital."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell into a brief silence. Everyone knew what this meant. After sending Rong Xin away, the subsequent free debate became three-on-four, not to mention whether the rules of the game allowed it or not. , Even if a substitute player is temporarily put on the field, it will definitely not reach Rong Xin's level.

Once Rong Xin leaves, the odds of winning the game will drop by more than half in an instant, and it may even directly lead to the failure of the entire group.

Do you really have to pay such a high price?

"Send it! It's all like this, can you still take care of that? Send it to the hospital!" Zhang Ailun made up his mind. Nothing is more important than Rong Xin's body. He gritted his teeth and grabbed Rong Xin's arm. Helping him to walk out, but the eye sockets still couldn't help but feel a little sore.

Victory is just ahead, but it is a pity that there is no chance to fight for it.

However, at this moment, Zhang Ailun suddenly felt a chill on his arm—Rong Xin grabbed him.

Rong Xin's fingers trembled violently, there was almost no blood left on his face, even his lips were trembling, and he gasped, "There are... 10 minutes... I can hold on..."

"You're already like this, you're trembling when you speak, what are you trying to do, go to the hospital!" The second debate was also in a hurry, although they both wanted to win, but they couldn't use Rong Xin's body as a price, who knows what caused the stomachache What if it is acute gastric bleeding?

"That's right, you are in such severe pain, what if there is some serious problem, you can't make fun of your body!" Tan Shiyue also said.

"The painkiller is working..." Rong Xin's words silenced everyone, he panted and supported the table, as if he finally regained some strength, "I have a stomachache... because of milk allergy... don't go to the hospital to die No, I went to the hospital and there is no specific medicine..."

Everyone's eyes widened: "Milk allergy?"

Rong Xin nodded exhaustedly: "Yes."

He didn't say that someone changed his water, because he was afraid that it would affect the mental state of the team members. Anger can easily make people's minds go blank. He couldn't let this incident become something that disrupted their rhythm.

Zhang Ailun breathed a sigh of relief after knowing that it was an allergy, but he was still not at ease with Rong Xin's decision to continue competing: "There are still 5 minutes of rest time, are you sure that the effect of painkillers in these 5 minutes will allow you to continue the debate? Do you really not need to go to the hospital for a painkiller shot or something?"

Rong Xin's words gave them hope, but he had to make sure that Rong Xin was not trying to hold on.

"I'm sure." Rong Xin sat up straight with difficulty. Even though he was dripping with cold sweat, his eyes were still as deep and sure as ever. It seemed that the painkillers really had an effect.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Rong Xin stretched out the back of his hand with difficulty.The three of them were taken aback for a moment, and then they understood in an instant. Their fighting spirit was finally ignited again. The three of them put their hands on the back of Rong Xin's hand, looked at each other and smiled, and then swung their arms down together: " We can win!"

Free debate begins.

These 10 minutes are destined to be a wonderful duel that can be recorded in the history of the debate.

The opponent shifted the focus to the word "source" and directly asked the affirmative whether there was evil before money appeared in the primitive society. If there was evil at that time, does it mean that money is not the root of all evil.

Zhengfang’s point of view is more sharp. Zhang Ailun pointed out that the minds of people in primitive society are not yet developed, and they are not very different from wild animals. It is obviously incorrect to use the values ​​and behaviors at that time as a reference.Tan Shiyue said that money is an inevitable product of the development of human history. People created money, but gradually succumbed to the temptation of money, polluting people's kind nature.Rong Xin finally sublimated the whole topic, saying that money itself is not evil, but it can tempt people to pursue it, and maliciousness sprouts from the bottom of their hearts, so it is beyond doubt that money is the root of all evil. 【Note】

"It's time!" The bell finally rang.

"It's wonderful!" "Rong Xin's team is great!" "The opponent is also good!" "I think this game is better than the last one!"

The applause and cheers of the audience almost knocked down the roof of the auditorium. The pros and cons were evenly matched. Everyone's performance was remarkable, and every argument could arouse strong sympathy and thinking from the audience.

The most outstanding performances in this match were Shen Qinglin on the opposite side and Rong Xin on the front side. The head-to-head confrontation between the two could almost be called a fight between gods.Shen Qinglin quoted classics, Rong Xin was sharp and powerful.

It is worth noting that Rong Xin's physical condition seems to be not very good. In the last few minutes, almost everyone could hear the trembling in his voice, but this did not affect his sharp speech output like a knife, which is amazing His adaptability and logical analysis ability are still astounding.

Two groups of equal strength, who can win?The players on both sides looked at each other, and they all saw the inevitable light in each other's eyes.

The judging of the results of the competition took 10 minutes longer than the previous one. The reason was that after the audience voted, the expert jury was unable to come up with a final unified opinion.Compared with the previous games, this game is obviously much more difficult to judge.The debates of both parties are excellent and can be used as a model for debate, and it is almost impossible to tell the difference.

However, the topic of this competition has a certain tendency, because the statement that money is the root of all evil is relatively absolute, so it is easier for the opposing side to generate arguments and attack the positive side.Therefore, in a disadvantaged situation, Zhengfang can still level the balance, which is enough to illustrate the ability of the Zhengfang team.

"All the contestants, please come on stage." The host finally got the final result after the sum of audience votes and expert reviews.

A total of eight people stood on both sides of the host, pros and cons, and the tension and urgency on everyone's faces could not be concealed.Zhang Ailun silently recited "We must win, we must win, we must win", and the opposing debater even started to cross himself on his chest.

Rong Xin stood at the end of the square line, cold sweat dripped down his pointed chin onto the bright red carpet, everyone's attention was on the results in the hands of the host, except for Cong Qiu and the others in the audience, no one He noticed that Rong Xin's body shook slightly.

"Brother Pei hasn't arrived yet! There must be something wrong with Brother Rong's body!" Cong Qiu anxiously sent several WeChat messages to Pei Yan, but the news came to nothing, and Pei Yan did not reply to him.

"Fuck!" Cong Qiu gritted his teeth.

"I declare..." The host's enthusiastic voice sounded in the ears, the spotlights were dazzlingly bright, and the audience who was full of seats seemed to be unable to see the edge at a glance.

So painful, so tired...

The pain in his upper abdomen was so painful that he almost lost consciousness.The painkillers didn't work at all from the beginning to the end. He had been struggling just now, and his superb performance almost fooled everyone.

Is he here yet?

Rong Xin raised his thick black eyelashes dripping with sweat and looked at the audience, but a large black mist appeared in front of his eyes.

That seat was still empty, and Pei Yan didn't come until the end.

The spasm in the stomach was like a knot that couldn't be untied, and it throbbed ferociously again, Rong Xin's eyes became darker and darker, and there was almost a bloody smell in his throat, and the churning pain was like a bottomless black hole , sending the pain up continuously.

"The winning group in the second round of four-in-two is——"Heavenly Chosen Four"!!" The host announced the final result.

Screams resounded through the auditorium, and the three teammates around jumped three feet high excitedly, almost weeping with joy, while the team members on the opposite side sighed in disappointment.

Joy and joy welled up in his heart, Rong Xin raised his pale lips and looked at his teammates.

Whatever it is, we can win.

——Even if the little bastard surnamed Pei doesn't come to see it, I can still win.

The team members cheered and rushed towards him, Rong Xin smiled lightly and opened his arms, but suddenly there was a burst of excruciating pain in his stomach, as if he had been hit by an iron fist, and his entire stomach burst into pieces. The blood comes out.

Countless pairs of eyes in the audience could only see that Rong Xin suddenly covered his stomach and bent down without any warning, but suddenly fell to his knees on the ground as if he lost his strength, and there was a "boom" when his knee hit the red carpet. Like a thunderbolt, it hit everyone's hearts suddenly, and everyone was shocked and stunned.

"What's wrong!" "Rong Xin! Rong Xin!" "Where are the medical staff!" "Staff! Call the medical team!"

The team members yelled at the medical team, rushed over to support him, the field manager ran towards him, and the principal and teachers sitting under the stage also hurried forward anxiously.

-Everyone cares about me.

There was a heart-piercing pain in his stomach, and the severe colic almost tore him apart. Rong Xin curled up in pain, and his hands sank deeply into his upper abdomen. □, the tearing pain almost made the circles of his eyes red. In the overwhelming pain, the emotions of anger and sadness seemed to break through the edge of depression at this moment.

——Only you, a heartless person, will not come.

"I'm his roommate! I'll take him to the hospital!" Cong Qiu rushed to the edge of the stage anxiously and waved at the stage.

However, at this moment, the door of the auditorium was slammed open.

The tall and muscular figure was like a dark hurricane, recklessly knocking away everyone on the road, and rushed to the front of the stage like crazy, with one hand, he turned directly onto the rostrum, and hugged Rong Xin in his arms inside.

"Rong Xin!" Pei Yan's anxious eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting violently, as if he had just run violently, "I'm coming!"

作者有话要说：【注】本章中出现的辩论赛话题选自2001年国际大专辩论赛——金钱是不是万恶之源，文中标注的部分，其辩论逻辑都来自于该比赛选手的辩论逻辑。感谢在2020-07-2015:12:22~2020-07-2116:13:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: hold a crab to drink;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of windmills; 3 bottles of dancing crabs;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!