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Before Tang Ziye could respond, Su Beichen beside him quietly said: "Let's take a gamble on this."

She is somewhat perplexed by this boy; is he too clever or too foolish

Yan Sitong turned her head, and Mo Yuran, dressed in a white down jacket, stood beside her holding a beautiful cake, staring intently at her. If the last time they met, she wanted to swallow Yan Sitong whole, this time she must be wishing to turn Yan Sitong into ashes.

As the three individuals expressed their sentiments, Mo Yuran walked out of the activity room with tear-streaked cheeks. When she reached Yan Sitong's side, her steps paused for a moment. She lowered her head, concealing her expression from view, her shoulders trembling, leaving one to wonder whether she was angry or crying.

Yan Sitong: "Su Beichen!"

Tang Ziye: "I agree"

"What is going on? It seems that you are very afraid of Mo Yuran," Ding Xiaoxiao said

This debate competition features a total of 12 teams, and the advancement method is straightforward and ruthless: a draw for head-to-head matchups, with only one opportunity. If you lose, you must wait until next year.

Ding Xiaoxiao, standing nearby, also said: "Sitong, stop messing around"

Su Beichen, who had been engrossed in reading the report, finally lifted his head. He glanced at the three people beside him and then lowered his head again

Yan Sitong has always been a person whose actions precede her thoughts. By the time she heard Tang Ziye's shout, her hand was already gripping Su Beichen's neck

I am not Stephen Chow, and I cannot make the sea churn. This is not modesty; if the other party comes with integrity, she is not afraid at all. If she offends someone greatly and they resort to underhanded tactics, she will have no way to avoid it.

Ding Xiaoxiao: "Sitong, you ... ... "

After she left, Yan Sitong pushed open the door and leaned in to take a look inside. The cake was smashed on the floor, and Su Beichen still sat at the table, looking at the report as if nothing had happened.

Not only was Tang Ziye taken aback, but even Ding Xiaoxiao was at a loss, unsure of what she intended to do. Wasn't Yan Sitong still thinking about saving Mo Yuran last time?

Indeed, Su Beichen did not surprise her; he replied, "Simple and easy to remember"

Joyful and jubilant!

Why? After asking this question, Yan Sitong felt a bit regretful, as she had already thought of the answer. He would surely tell her it was because it was simple, easy to write, and easy to remember

Our debate team is called One Two Three.

"With your ability to talk back, are you still afraid?" Tang Ziye retorted

Oh, you rush back to the dormitory right after class these days, afraid of running into the senior, so of course you wouldn't know. This remark was made casually, but Tang Ziye's expression became somewhat strange.

These two individuals seem as if they have mistakenly taken the wrong script, deviating from the expected norms.

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What is going on

Su Beichen, who was caught by the neck, smiled, the corners of his mouth lifting without showing his teeth, yet the amusement was evident. This smile was vastly different from his usual serious demeanor, and it made him appear much more handsome.

The titles sound impressive, but in reality, they are just a motley crew

Oh, for the name, let's call it One Two Three." Su Beichen said

"Hey, Su Beichen, do you understand what is meant by a sense of collective honor?" Yan Sitong leaned in front of him and said, "It's meeting time, can you please take it seriously?"

"How would I know?" Ding Xiaoxiao asked

She has always felt that although she tends to be a bit impatient in her actions, she rarely loses her temper. However, since encountering Su Beichen, the frequency of her outbursts has been increasing. This boy always manages to provoke her sensitive nerves with the fewest words, making her unable to resist the urge to strangle him

The three individuals passionately endeavored to persuade each other to adopt their own names during the debate, arguing for over ten minutes without any success. Meanwhile, Su Beichen, seemingly oblivious to it all, quietly focused on the documents in his hands, completely unaffected.

A gentle cut

If I had known, I would have given each of them a shoulder throw!" Ding Xiaoxiao said indignantly. She suddenly remembered that Tang Ziye was beside her and immediately retracted her fierce demeanor, "Ahem, actually, I am a lady."

Indeed, in order to prove a point and uphold the so-called dignity of manhood, Tang Ziye assembled a debate team with members of diverse personalities: First Speaker: the delicate princess Ding Xiaoxiao; Second Speaker: the fiery little pepper Yan Sitong; Third Speaker: himself; Fourth Speaker: the awkward scholar Su Beichen

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What is going on? You two were just arguing fiercely, and now you both agree? Hey, hey, hey, you two haven't been bribed by Su Beichen, have you? We are deciding on a team name, not joking around. Have you ever seen a debate team called 'One Two Three'? Such a ridiculous name? Yan Sitong is about to go crazy; they debated for over ten minutes, and in the end, the name was settled like this? This is just too absurd.

Later, Yan Sitong curiously asked once: "Senior, what exactly is your bet?"

Two murderous gazes shot over simultaneously, and Tang Ziye shrank his neck and said: "Actually, what you have chosen is quite good as well"

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Before the two individuals could pose their questions, Yan Sitong let out a long sigh: "Fortunately, I managed to escape; it was a battlefield of Asuras!"

"Lady? You've already thrown the senior over your shoulder twice, and you still call yourself a lady? Only those boys in the department who revolve around you would believe that." Yan Sitong shot her a glance and continued, "I don't want to be the headline on the school forum, so I can only hide."

First of all, we need to come up with a very imposing team name before the first round of the competition," Tang Ziye called everyone together the day before the match.

The reason for the establishment of the debate team was a bet between Tang Ziye and Xu Wei, the president of the debate club. The two were high school classmates who had never gotten along well. On that occasion, for reasons unknown, they got into an argument, and in the end, the relatively intelligent Tang Ziye was provoked by Xu Wei's taunts. The bet was that whoever won the school debate competition would be considered the winner, while the stakes of the bet remained unknown to both.

At this moment, she was kneeling on the table in front of Su Beichen, leaning forward, their faces very close together, her hand gripping his neck, allowing her to clearly feel his body temperature and the pulse in his neck

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Yan Sitong nodded, mentioning that there were some things she had not told Ding Xiaoxiao. She said: "Mo Yuran is so terrifying! Ever since the last incident, various girls have been pointing fingers at me. If it were just one or two, it would be fine; I could just retort directly. But when a whole bunch comes at me, I can't handle it, and they treat me like a mistress. It's not just the girls; there are also various boys, making it so that I had to avoid going out for a few days."

"Oh, good," Su Beichen said slowly as he closed the report, "What were you just saying?"

Tang Ziye thought for a moment and said: "I believe none of us three can persuade the others, so why don't we leave the final decision to Beichen."

Ding Xiaoxiao: "I also agree"

Yan Sitong felt a bit hot, and beads of sweat had appeared on her forehead

In general, when such situations arise, Ding Xiaoxiao and Tang Ziye would typically just watch the commotion from the sidelines, never intervening, allowing events to unfold freely. However, this time was an exception, as he called out sternly, "Sitong, come down quickly"

"Let us go, let's go right now, you two have a good talk." Yan Sitong pulled Ding Xiaoxiao and dragged Tang Ziye, leading the two out of the activity room, and after exiting, she did not forget to carefully close the door.

I think it is better to call it "Joyful and Happy"

Give our team a name! Yan Sitong felt that she would eventually be driven to frustration by this boy who was always slow to react to everything. The three of them had been debating the team name for over ten minutes, and he seemed completely oblivious! Is he really from Earth?

Tang Ziye: "I think it would be better to call it 'Joyful and Happy'."

"Hehe, just a joke, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously." Yan Sitong released her hand and patted Su Beichen's shoulder, then jumped down from the table, smiling in a rather ingratiating manner, "You came to find Su Beichen, right? We have finished the meeting, we are leaving now, leaving immediately."

The atmosphere is somewhat off, there is a sense of "killing intent" in the air

Why does this posture seem a bit ambiguous

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