torture to the end

semi-final.School of Foreign Languages ​​VS School of Economics and Management.

The notification of the competition this time was too hasty, and it was a Friday, so many students who had no classes in the afternoon ran out of the campus.On the side of the School of Foreign Languages, two of the four girls participating in the competition were not present, but on the side of the School of Economics and Management, all of them were present.The game time was 02:30 in the afternoon, Shen Chen couldn't call the two girls one by one, one girl who left late was rushing to school, and the other girl couldn't be contacted.

Shen Chen didn't know how to deal with it here.

Han Jingyu walked in. The competition was held in the relatively formal lecture hall No. [-]. The venue was much larger than the previous two competitions. Many college leaders and students came. The back door was closed to prevent students from leaving the seat when watching the competition. , Han Jingyu came in through the front door.

Shen Chen also noticed him, and just about to call out to Han Jingyu, Han Jingyu had already brushed his shoulder and walked over.

There is an inexplicable sense of loss in my heart.Shen Chen put aside this feeling, and called the girl who was rushing back to tell her to be careful on the way, after all, this is just a game, and it's okay to miss it.

The girl cried anxiously on the phone.

Two minutes before the start of the competition, a girl carrying a schoolbag rushed in through the front door, her face flushed, and she sat on the contestant's chair panting for breath as soon as she came in.The tense faces of the two girls next to her finally showed a little smile, and they were talking to her.

Although there are four people, three men and one woman, they seem much calmer than the embarrassment of the Foreign Languages ​​Institute, where the members are not all present. The girl covers her mouth and talks to the boy behind her, and her contemptuous eyes drift towards him from time to time before rushing over. On the girl who came over.

Han Jingyu sat in the last row, and he didn't look at the stands, but looked at the two people behind the rostrum.

draw lots.A sign from the School of Foreign Languages, the first mover.

The semi-finals were different from the first two rounds where the topics went from easy to difficult. When they came up, there were extremely uncommon words. The girl who had just rushed back to the stage was on stage, and she was stunned.Before the timekeeper raised the sign, she went down in tears.The girl opposite smiled even more undisguisedly.

Seeing that girl was eliminated, the two girls sitting on the stage looked even more anxious.

This apprehension and haste magnified infinitely after writing the Chinese character correctly on the opposite side.

The second round, School of Foreign Languages.The girls at the roll call were full of embarrassment. Standing on the stage, the hands holding the pens were trembling, and their eyes unconsciously glanced down the stage. Then the timekeeper raised a sign, and the host next to him announced that the exam questions were invalid.

The next word was simpler, the girl breathed a sigh of relief and wrote it out, and the person opposite also wrote it correctly.In the third round, one person was eliminated from the foreign language department, but the management was still full.

There was only one girl left on the stage who suddenly suffered a lot of pressure out of thin air, and her face was turning blue. The word "it's her turn" was not very difficult, but she froze there, holding a pen in her hand as if she didn't hear it. to the same.The timekeeper raises the card, when the time is up, the answer is empty.Han Jingyu looked at Shen Chen and the two girls who stepped down from the stage standing in the corner. The two girls were crying very sadly, and Shen Chen was there to comfort them all the time.

Will you be sad if you lose?

The host was about to announce the result when Han Jingyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up.He didn't look at anyone, and walked up to the stage with his head held high.

The host stopped him, "Student, we are still competing..."

Shen Chen, who was comforting the two girls, turned his head and was stunned when he saw Han Jingyu walking towards the stage.

The previous teachers who were referees all knew him. Now that it was Han Jingyu on stage, they looked at each other for a while, but didn't say anything.

Han Jingyu sat down on the fourth vacant seat in the School of Foreign Languages, threw the mobile phone in his pocket on the table beside him, raised his head and looked at the person dictating the newspaper, "Continue."

The host looked a little embarrassed, but he still tried his best to speak nicely, "Student, you..."

Han Jingyu tilted his head, and he didn't know what kind of expression appeared on his face. He just slanted his eyes at the person opposite, "Four to three, it's not fair."

"This... this is not here, it is regarded as an automatic waiver." The host said.

"Oh." Han Jingyu deliberately stretched the word very long, and then suddenly leaned forward, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was even more open, "Then the other party invited a sophomore to be a foreign aid? What's more, they invited a college student speech team Boss, is it fun to bully freshmen like this?"

The boy sitting in the front row looked a little unhappy.

Han Jingyu's words were always stinging, coupled with that contemptuous expression, it was even more ironic, "The sophomore bullied the freshman, huh."

"Student, what do you want?" The man opposite put on a well-mannered look.

"Seniors should look like seniors. Why do you meddle in the freshmen's competition?" Han Jingyu's aggressiveness came out again, "Although there is no grade specified in the competition, the participants are all freshmen. You are a sophomore. Come together and win this game, but the glory will not be much."

The man still kept smiling, but there was more resentment in that smile.

Only then did Han Jingyu get to the point, "Foreign aid is also available from the School of Foreign Languages."

"Who?"

Han Jingyu pointed to himself, "Me."

The boy on the opposite side wanted to laugh again, "Are you? Are you sure?"

Han Jingyu said, "Shen Chen invited me. When that girl couldn't make it, I was already an official candidate."

College students are all concerned about face, let alone those who already have a sense of self-superiority among their peers and feel that they are outstanding, the boy can obviously dismiss it because of the different departments, but at this moment he gritted his teeth and didn't say it.

The sophomore beat the freshman, which is indeed disgraceful.

"Is it even better?" Han Jingyu said sharply.

The boy comforted the three people around him, raised his hand and smiled at Han Jingyu, "...Bi." He was full of confidence.

In the eyes of some people, there is no suspense in this game.

Shen Chen looked at Han Jingyu on the stage, opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Those who were about to leave the table looked at each other and sat down again.

The person who reported the dictation saw that the three counselors in the referee's seat did not stop him, so he bit the bullet and continued to report.

This time it was the other girl's turn. After finishing writing, she waited for the referee to raise her card to make a correct decision before sitting back.

When Han Jingyu walked up, the hearts of the people watching the game below jumped.

Han Jingyu stood up, his eyes were not like those of those competing, staring at the handwriting board on the table or glanced at the audience, he only looked at one person, and then lowered his gaze.He looked like he was in a fugue at the moment. He didn't make any movements for almost 30 seconds after the dictator finished reporting. He didn't pick up a pen to draw two strokes until the timekeeper was about to raise his card.

Then he dropped the marker on the table, turned around and sat back, as if he was sure he was right.

The tablet was held up.The pen is sharp and has a font charm that many people don't have now.

correct.

After a few rounds of stalemate like this, the boy has already started to regret it.When Han Jingyu wrote, he was completely confident, and every time he threw the pen, he was extremely relaxed, but it pressed several heavy stones in the hearts of others.

The deadlock was broken, the girl was eliminated, and all the students of the School of Foreign Languages ​​lived up to expectations and gave warm applause. When the girl stepped down from the stage, her face was pale and she looked very angry.

If the first one is eliminated, then the second one will be a matter of time.Han Jingyu didn't seem to have paused, he wrote a few strokes, put down the pen, turned his head and sat back in his seat.

When there were only two people on the field, the boy's expression was already ugly.Such an ending is indeed ugly.

In the last round, the dictator said that there were only the last two words, all right or all wrong means a tie, Han Jingyu walked up, just like the previous few times, he didn't look at anyone.The dictator reported the words, and when he was explaining the explanation, Shen Chen's voice suddenly came from the deadly silent audience.

"Don't cry, even if you lose, you're still the third runner-up."

Han Jingyu raised his head reflexively. He saw Shen Chen squatting on the ground, holding the hand of the girl who left the field last from the Foreign Language Institute, and wiping her tears with a tissue in his hand.He was comforting the poor crying girl, completely forgetting the current environment.

Han Jingyu stared at him for a while, then lowered his head and drew two strokes hastily, then turned his head and returned to his seat.

correct.

The boy's face turned ugly all of a sudden. He walked up to the stage and picked up the pen. The last word was unexpectedly simple. When the School of Foreign Languages ​​sighed and was about to draw, the boy's face showed a very embarrassed look for the first time.Then, he didn't write.

The School of Economics and Management was eliminated, and the School of Foreign Languages ​​won the semi-finals.

This dramatic scene made the people below couldn't sit still. The girl who stepped down from the economic management side suddenly stood up, pointed at Han Jingyu on the stage the moment the host announced the result, and then rushed over He grabbed a girl who was sitting in the area of ​​the School of Foreign Languages, grabbed the notebook in the other's hand and lifted it up, "He cheated! The one above cheated!"

The girl caught by her trembled all of a sudden, not from guilty conscience but from completely inexplicable anger.How can you say that?

The few people who stepped off the stage angrily just now started booing immediately, grabbed the notebook from the girl's hand, pointed to one of the densely packed small letters on it, "He looked up just now! I saw this girl lift the notebook up Already!"

The entire venue was in chaos, and the students from the School of Foreign Languages ​​and the School of Economics and Management were all shouting like crazy.

Standing on the stage, Han Jingyu pursed his lips in boredom, picked up his mobile phone from the table and put it back in his pocket.He cheated, he knew all the test questions.

But so what?

The girl who just wrote it for fun burst into tears, and was so angry that she couldn't speak when the girl grabbed her wrist.

The girl holding her wrist raised her head, as if she had won the final victory of justice, "The school must deal with it fairly! We don't accept such blatant cheating!"

Han Jingyu thought it was funny again, and unconsciously took another look at the girl.It was so righteous and awe-inspiring, as if she hadn't gotten half of the questions.

The scene became more and more chaotic, and the sophomore boy who took the lead suddenly said at this time, "Everyone in the administration and management will follow me. The foreign language school finally won an award, so can't you be more magnanimous?"

What I said... I really can't speak!

The boy suddenly raised his head and said, "Let's leave it to them."

As if he couldn't write the simple words just now, he was deliberately fulfilling them.That's it - straight up.

Shen Chen leaned closer and directly grabbed the boy's arm, "Student, please don't say anything without facts!"

The boy was stirring in his feelings, no matter how he saw him, he pushed him casually, and a group of crowded people pushed Shen Chen into the wall.

From a distance, Han Jingyu saw it.

Shen Chen clutched his arm, his arm was a little painful, he was also annoyed, he had put in so much effort for the School of Foreign Languages ​​but was still annoyed by being criticized like this.Another point of that annoyance was Han Jingyu.

How could--slander him so much?

Han Jingyu's hand holding the headphone cable suddenly pulled down, threw the whole headphone on the ground, stepped on the table and jumped directly in front of the boy who screamed the loudest.

He wasn't angry, he didn't show any anger-related emotions on his face, he just grabbed the boy by the collar, dragged him half-coerced to the podium, then stuffed a marker pen into his hand, and pressed He bowed his head.

"Oh? You let me. I don't care for the first one in my life. Come on, write this word."

The boy's face was red and white, and he wanted to throw away the pen, but Han Jingyu grabbed his neck and pressed him to the table, "You fucking write for me!!"

A sudden burst of sound silenced the entire hall.

3 minutes of silence.

Han Jingyu lifted the boy up, his lips bent, like a knife's edge, sharply piercing the heart.

He didn't say anything, just gave a light look, turned around and left.It seemed that all the chaos here had nothing to do with him.