“But I hope your debate topic can be changed. The one just now was too out of touch.”
“Change it to what?”
“If the ending is bad, there is no need to start at all, and if the ending is bad, you should enjoy the process.”
Zhuang Siyu frowned and thought for a moment: “This debate topic is a bit interesting…”
Jiang Qin pursed his lips and said, “I want to know what everyone thinks about this issue. If it’s convenient, let’s use this as the final question.”
“I want to go back and discuss it with the judges and teachers.”
“Then I want two seats, as close to the front row as possible, preferably closer to Principal Zhang.”
After confirming the sponsorship, Jiang Qin privately asked Zhuang Siyu to cross out Cao Guangyu’s name from the late list, and then the two groups waved goodbye.
“Old Cao, you have to treat me to dinner.” Jiang Qin started begging for food as soon as he returned to the corridor.
“Why?” Cao Guangyu bared his teeth.
Jiang Qin spat at him: “I sacrificed my beauty and begged the student union president to cross out your name. Shouldn’t you treat me to a meal?”
The corners of Cao Guangyu’s mouth twitched: “Do you think I’m stupid?”
“Do you not believe in my beauty or do you not believe that your name has been crossed out?”
“Haha, I don’t believe either of them.”
Jiang Qin didn’t want to beep too much with Cao Guangyu, so he stretched out his hand and pulled him to the back door, and then ran into the classroom while the teacher was writing on the blackboard.
At the beginning of December, the heating in the school was turned on, and the whole room was warm, which instantly relieved the tight body.
Feng Nanshu found that the person he was thinking about was sneaking along the corridor, so he obediently picked up his coat from the seat next to him, made an empty seat, and waited for him to sit down.
She is wearing a black turtleneck sweater today. The slim fit outlines her exquisite curves. Matching her snow-white skin, she is smart and pure. However, because the temperature in the room is very high, her cheeks are a little pink. It is moist and looks more delicate than usual.
Jiang Qin sat down next to her and realized that someone was coming, but he didn’t take the book.
But it doesn’t matter, I won’t look at it anyway.
This is the difference between college and high school.
In Jiang Qin’s high school English textbook, the vocabulary list at the back was torn. It was so tattered that in the end he could only use tape to cover it up and continue using it. His diligence in learning can be learned from time to time.
But every one of his college textbooks is brand new, and there are even a few textbooks for non-major courses with no creases on the covers.
“I heard you answered it for me?”