Although it is only a freshman debate competition, as one of the basic etiquettes of debate, all eight participants must change into suits.

Jiang Miao glanced at him and found that the eight debaters were all girls.

Scary and terrible.

Fortunately, he didn't play the game, otherwise Wanhong would have been green and the pressure would be too great.

After six:30, about two-thirds of the people were already sitting in the small court.

Except for the "family" of the contestants, the others basically just came for the event.

So after the host announced that the debate began, many viewers had turned into head-down people, either reading books and doing homework or playing with their mobile phones to kill time.

Jiang Miao, who was sitting in the corner, breathed a little relieved. Seeing that no one was idle and came to pay attention to him, he opened his notebook and prepared to enter the typing state.

"I regretted that I promised to let you fish." Su Huaixiang sat next to Jiang Miao, holding her chin to look at Ding Ning who was making a debate on the stage, and turned her head and said.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Miao asked while opening the codec software and outline software.

"I really want to see what my junior looks like in a suit." Su Huaizhou smiled, and imagined Jiang Miao's appearance in her suit, and her hands were a little itchy.

Don't think too much, she just wants to draw.

Taking materials from people and things in daily life is not the patent of online writers.

"Senior sister, let's watch the debate." Jiang Miao said helplessly, "After all, it's our first game."

"I made it clear before the game." As the leader, Su Huaixiang was not nervous at all. "Now it is just a freshman match. When you join the team after the game, the debate in the Finance Academy will be considered a true story."

Jiang Miao: "...I don't remember saying that I wanted to join the debate team, right?"

"Senior brother, do you bear it?" Su Huaizhou asked with his big eyes blinking, "There are so few male members in the debate team. If you want to join, the interview will be very simple."

"It's okay, my roommate Wang Zinc loves debate. He is definitely a male Ding. He guarantees that he will come to the debate team for an interview immediately after the game." Jiang Miao enthusiastically recommended.

"But I like you more."

"Senior sister, you can't say this nonsense."

"Huh? I'm thinking about it right now?" Su Huaixiang tilted her head and smiled, "Senior brother, you don't look so honest."

"...Being able to think wrongly in an instant is also one of the basics of daily writers." Jiang Miao turned around and stared at the computer screen seriously, "I'm typing."

"Then come on, don't interfere with you."

...

The debate was not exciting.

It's even a little funny.

Although the debaters on both sides had made sufficient preparations before the game, they would still perform poorly due to on-the-spot factors after playing.

Fortunately, the first debate is that the freshman competition does not require forced memorization of the manuscript, so you can still read it with the manuscript, as long as the expression is clear and the voice is loud.

Although they will be questioned by the other party’s four debaters, there is no big problem.

Although Ding Ning was very nervous, the unexpected logic was clear and she was not caught by the opponent.

However, once we enter the subsequent two-debate debate and three-debate questioning, as well as the subsequent free debate, the entire debate environment is almost messy.

To the outsider, it seems nothing, but to the slightly more professional debaters like Su Huaizhu, the debate effect is a bit bad.

Either they keep holding on to a very simple point, and both sides are shirking their responsibilities and attacking each other, but they cannot point to the essence and keep floating on the surface.

Either just attack a few times, discuss this argument, and then jump to another argument. It seems to be full of everything, but in fact, it has not advanced any argument in depth.

Originally, Su Huaizhu had specially prepared paper and pen, wanting to record the mistakes and misses of the four little guys.

Later, there were too many, so I simply gave up.

but.

"Senior sister..." Jiang Miao stopped his fingers as fast as lightning, turned his head helplessly to look at Su Huaizhou next to him, "When I'm typing, can you not look over?"

Su Huaizhou looked innocent: "I didn't bother you, I won't lose a piece of meat after taking a look."

"When typing, someone was watching from the side, which was super disturbing his thinking." Jiang Miao lowered his voice and rubbed his eyebrows, "I can't write well if you do this..."

"Are you shy?" Su Huaixiang asked curiously, "I saw that you had coded hundreds of words, but there was no driving passage. Does this have any impact?"

"Absolutely! Why do you drive when you stare at me like this?"

"Anyway, I'm not going to show it to me in the end?"

"That's different!" Jiang Miao retorted, "You look at it on the lit point, and it's not the same thing as me typing!"

"Okay, OK, I won't watch it." Su Huaizhou turned around with a boring look on his face, "Driving quickly, remember to drive until I'm satisfied."

Jiang Miao: “…”

What's going on with this strange feeling?

It’s fine if you are urged by readers to drive.

In reality, it’s too magical to be urging the car in front of the senior sister.

And senior sister, aren’t you ashamed?!

Reading such novels... Such novels... They even discussed driving in person...

Well, as the author of the novel, Jiang Miao seems to have no position to issue a question.

But the senior sister can stop disturbing him, otherwise the word will not be able to be coded.

It’s like when I was squatting at the pit, there was someone staring at you next to me, and I couldn’t even use my strength.

Fortunately, as long as no one looks at him, Jiang Miao's typing speed is still OK.

He is not afraid of voice interference. Even if the eight debaters on the stage are passionate, they will not affect his thinking.

Just don't let people watch him write.

From 6:30 to 8:00 until the debate ended around 8:00, Jiang Miao wrote a total of 2,308 words.

Pass the level.

On stage, after the four sides concluded the debate, the three judges gave their respective ratings and began to comment.

First, he criticized both sides for their mistakes and misses, and finally praised them for gold-tricking, and the judges' task was completed.

Although neither side is very powerful, Jiang Miao's team performed well in just one of the new players and won the debate.

Su Huaizhu pulled Jiang Miao to the stage and took a photo with his teammates.

The four girls were all pretty good at him. Although Jiang Miao did not participate in the competition, she was forced to pull him by Su Huaizhu before and found their loopholes several times, which made a great contribution.

Of course, the key is that Jiang Miao looks good.

A girl even secretly added Jiang Miao to WeChat.

However, after Jiang Miao responded many times, his ambiguous thoughts should have faded.

It may also be because of the subtle relationship between Jiang Miao and her senior sister, and the occasional gaze of her teammate Pei Jue is always strange.

"That, classmate Jiang..." After the photo ended, Ding Ning called Jiang Miao and asked carefully, "Can you ask... what games does Haotang usually play?"

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, and after recalling for a moment, he said, "I think he can play any game, but the one he plays the most is the Alliance."

"Ah? What is the alliance?" Ding Ning looked confused.

"Uh...you'll know if you search LOL."

"Okay...thank you, classmate Jiang." Ding Ning bowed and thanked.

"Don't be so polite." Jiang Miao waved his hand, "We are teammates now, just call me my name."

"Oh...then, then...thank you Jiang Miao...classmate!"

Jiang Miao: “…”

You're not bad...

Looking at Ding Ning, whose cheeks were red due to nervousness, turned around and slipped away with her bag on her back, Jiang Miao shook her head.

His roommate really doesn't know how to cherish. He doesn't even know how to care about such a cute girl.

The little girl also has to come to inquire about her interests and hobbies.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing him walking back to his seat, Su Huaizhou was about to pack up his laptop, and immediately stopped him, "Do you want to run?"

"No... senior sister, the debate is over." Jiang Miao was puzzled, "Aren't everyone leaving?"

"This classroom was borrowed until ten o'clock, and everyone left. You might as well finish the coupon today and leave." Su Huaizhou smiled wickedly, and two demonic horns seemed to appear on his head.

At this time, the debaters had already left and the audience had signed and left. Jiang Miao looked around and realized that the only two of them were left in the classroom.

"Wait! Senior sister, I think we still..."

Bang!

The classroom door was closed.
To be continued...