The judges' ratings were not unexpected, and the Huaian Mansion Squadron won the game with a great advantage.????                                                                                                               

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Although the No. 1 Middle School team had a premonition before this, it was still like a loss when the result was announced. A debater simply cried out on the stage. On the other hand, the Huai'an Mansion squadrons were all over and over, and they were quite celebrating. Shi Xuan was even more full of the man who was hungry and shook his head and said, "I got it from Huai'an Mansion, and I took it from Huai'an Mansion. Every drink and peck, and every gain and loss are all fixed. Why complain?"

Chen Di curled his lips disdainfully: "When we saw that we won, we started to say beautiful words? Who thought that it was the one who made a big statement that the opponent was too strong and invincible to defeat and shakes the morale of the army? No wonder the founding father, Mr. Sun Baixi, proposed that before the war with Japan, the Congress first passed the proposal that 'the enemy had not withdrawn from our country's territory, and those who had spoken out for the defeat before the enemy and us would be treated as traitors'. It seems that it is really insightful!"

Shi Xuan was speechless and his face was pale.

After announcing the results of the competition, the judges will also comment on the performance of the debaters on both sides, and enthusiastic audiences can also take the opportunity to interact with the debaters on the stage. In the past, this part of the competition was useless. Except for a few debaters who watched the competition and the reporters who wrote the article, other audiences will basically leave in minutes, which makes the debaters on the stage very embarrassed. The judges have put down the old fried dough sticks in the oil pan countless times. They have seen such things a lot, and have long been used to it, and can face them calmly.

Who knew that things were a bit weird today. The results of the competition were announced and most of the audience were left behind. It was because the audience's tastes soaring, and they already knew that the judges' comments were the finishing touch of the debate? Or was the game too exciting, which made the audience and reporters linger? Just look at the gender ratio left behind and the direction their eager eyes looked at, and you can understand the reasons.

Jiang Shuiyuan felt that the judges' comments were incisive and stingy. For example, Han Xianru analyzed that "appearance is born from the heart", and believed that its core is that the heart is born from each other first, and the appearance changes with the heart. From the perspective of Western philosophy, it is idealism, and its opposite is naturally materialism, but neither side seems to have risen to such a height during the debate; Zhou Zhihu felt that "appearance is born from the heart" can be made from the perspective of first and then appearance, and the heart is not full of heart, and the heart is more important than equality, and there is no need to simply adhere to the four words "appearance is born from the heart". They all made him feel refreshed and his vision broadened a lot.

The audience in the audience didn't think so. They just felt that a group of old men stood on the stage and talked endlessly, which was a waste of time and murdering their lives. The handsome guy who turned his head and listened attentively and took notes from time to time was so cute! He hated that the distance was too far and the pixels of the phone were too bad, and he couldn't take a picture of the scene at this time. Otherwise, he would be treated as a screensaver on his phone and fooled his best friend to say that he was a new boyfriend. He was so greedy that the green teas were drooling, which was also excellent!

At this time, the SLR camera with a telephoto lens in Wu Zichen's hand became a magic weapon that countless people coveted. Many girls shyly handed a note: "Hello, this is my email address. Can you give me a photo of today's competition?" - Isn't this what boys dream of? Although Wu Zichen has a unique taste, he is so happy that he can't get a snot. As for whether to give it to them or who among them, it depends on his mood, such as whether to give it to the ugly or beautiful one? Or fold the small notes into a stack, one, three, five, two, four, six?

As everyone was looking forward to it, the judges' comments finally ended. The host Zhou Zhihu held the microphone and said with a smile: "Sorry, I've been wasting a lot of precious time just now. Let's enter the interactive session, okay?"

"Okay!" The cheers from the audience burst into great shape.

As soon as the microphone was handed down the stage, it became a group of people who snatched it up. In the end, a strong, fat and thick-bodied bold woman beat the male and female to the top. The reason was that the man didn't want to snatch her, and the woman couldn't snatch her. As a result, she was able to reap the benefits of a fisherman. After the girl, who was nearly 200 kilograms, took the microphone, and asked with her fingers raised, "Student Jiang, do you have a girlfriend?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the girls who had been accusing and scolding her for being domineering suddenly closed their mouths, turned their heads and stared at Jiang Shuiyuan on the stage, wanting to see how he made his statement. Wu Zichen also put down the camera in his hand and looked at the stage nervously, fearing that he would really say someone's name, which would make the boss who originally belonged to him suddenly escape from his control and disappear.

Pu Xiaoxiang, who was crowded in the crowd, did not grab the microphone like other idiot girls, but this question was also something she wanted to ask: Is Liu Chenyu just an ordinary classmate who he has a close relationship or a boyfriend and girlfriend who has already established a relationship? In addition to silently chanting "No! No!" like other girls, the desire to fight in her blood made her heart burn with a sharp fighting spirit: In terms of appearance, family background, intelligence and talent, who do I Pu Xiaoxiang lose to? I must get what I want, no matter whether you are Liu Chenyu or who!

Liu Chenyu's heartbeat was more than 15o. She was not only nervous, but also very contradictory: she hoped that Jiang Shuiyuan would speak her name openly on such an occasion. How sweet should it be? Just thinking about it makes me feel that happiness is so thick that it cannot be melted. But she was afraid that Jiang Shuiyuan would really say it. There is no airtight wall in this world, and there are so many people on the scene. Who knows what it will turn out to be? She has always been a good girl, and who knows what parents, relatives, friends, teachers and classmates will think of herself after hearing it?

Facing the countless gossips in the audience, Jiang Shuiyuan was embarrassed and asked in a vain: "Do you think it's really appropriate to ask such a question on such an occasion?"

"It's appropriate!" The lustful girls in the audience replied in unison.

Jiang Shuiyuan aimed at Zhou Zhihu, and Zhou Zhihu immediately understood what he meant and immediately said, "Although old man, I also want to know the answer to this question, because I happen to have a granddaughter in junior high school, it is really not appropriate to ask such questions on such occasions! Think about it, if the issue of early love can be discussed publicly in the field of the Chinese Studies Difficulty Selection Competition, which parent will dare to let their children participate in the competition in the future? In order to continue the selection competition, I can also let old man have some food. Please, can you please be proud of yourself? If it really doesn't work, you will ask privately, okay? Well, the next question!"

"Tsk!" The disappointed lustful girls looked in unison, then put aside their emotions and quickly entered the next round of microphone competition.

Liu Chenyu breathed a sigh of relief, but then a greater sense of loss came to his heart: he didn't answer directly! Is he trying to protect me, or does he feel that I am not worthy of being his girlfriend at all? Is his sweet words to me sincerely, or does he say sweet words to all girls? What exactly am I in his heart? Girlfriend, ordinary friend, or a relatively familiar classmate?... For a moment, all kinds of messy thoughts came one after another, which made her a little crazy.

While Liu Chenyu was thinking about it, the winner of the second round of microphone competition had already been decided. This time the winner was a quick-witted male reporter. Without waiting for the host to signal, he asked himself: "Student Jiang Shuiyuan, I am Li Xianming, a reporter from Huaifu Evening News. I have contacted you before and you said you want to prepare for the competition. Now the most difficult game is over. I think there should be time? My question is, there is a rumor that you can recite the "Thirteen Classics" and "Twenty-Four Histories" in full text. Is the situation true?"

"It's just a rumor, why take it seriously?" Jiang Shuiyuan's voice was still motionless.

"But you clearly quoted the original text of "Old Book of Tang" and "Book of Jin" in the debate just now. Everyone heard it with their own ears. Could it be that you made it up?" Li Xianming was a little dissatisfied with Jiang Shuiyuan's perfunctory.

"Oh, I happened to see those passages before, so I had some impression, it wasn't that I made it out of thin air." Faced with the accusation, Jiang Shuiyuan was still calm.

Li Xianming frowned: "I don't know why Jiang Shuiyuan deliberately kept a low profile, but according to the results of my previous investigation, you have cited a lot of original texts from the Old Book of Tang as an example during the competition with Pingqiao No. 2 Middle School. After the other party expressed doubts, you can even point out the number of pages of a certain argument on a certain book! In the following games, there were also many passages of memorizing the Analects of Confucius, Mencius, and "Records of the Grand Historian". All of these are probably not explained by just 'just seen'?"

"Uh... Maybe it's because I happened to see more books, right?"

"You-!" Li Xianming was so angry that he was so lazy that he was filled with smoke from Jiang Shuiyuan's laziness. He stood there holding the microphone and didn't know how to ask again.

Jiang Shuiyuan smiled slightly: "If there is no problem with this reporter Li, then please ask the next audience to continue asking questions. However, I hope everyone can pay more attention to other debaters on the stage, such as our Huai'an Prefecture Squadron who is calm and steady and wants to speak without annoyance, Senior Brother Fu Shouzhang, a smart and intelligent second debater Chen Di, a freelance who always speaks, and a debater who is defeated but is not a war. We can't turn the interactive links that everyone participates into a press conference for me to sing a one-man show, right?"

The audience couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Although Jiang Shuiyuan had a first say, the next question was still coming straight to him. Everyone was so enthusiastic that the interaction session, which had only ten minutes, was doubled. Many people still felt that they were still unwilling to finish it and pinched the microphone. You should know that in these twenty minutes, there was no one else on the stage's other debaters on the stage. The rest was covered by Jiang Shuiyuan, and they answered it so hard that they were exhausted. They felt that they were not so tired even if they participated in the debate.
Chapter completed!