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Chapter 113 113. I'm Worried About Losing My Voice During the Competition
The moment he really saw He Tan, Ling Xing realized that it was completely different from seeing him vaguely in the dream. At this moment, He Tan's facial features were extremely clear.

In the crowd, Ling Xing was able to recognize He Tan at a glance, because in her dream she had vaguely seen Ji Yan's shadow on He Tan, the same age, same intelligence, and the same gentle temperament all over her body.

At the moment when he really saw He Tan, Ling Xing suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Ji Yan felt so hostile towards He Tan.

The two of them are so similar, He Tan is obviously the gentle one, and He Tan's grades are not worse than Ji Yan's...

Those people followed the dean and teachers and slowly disappeared around the corner of Houde Building.

Ling Xing and several other students then looked away.

Zeng Zhile half-joked: "It seems that the appearance of the opponents this time is not as good as the appearance of our school's contestants."

Not to mention Xia Nianchu, even Lu Qianmo agreed this time: "I also think that if we compete for good looks, our school will definitely win."

It's a pity that what is fighting is talent, not appearance.

Even in this world, beauty is the most important thing.

The four girls continued to walk towards the cafeteria. As they walked, Zeng Zhile continued the topic of discussing appearance just now: "Do you feel that our network gods seem to have become..."

Probably didn't know how to describe it, she racked her brains for a while, and a simple word popped out of her mouth: "It seems to be getting more and more handsome recently."

Xia Nianchu immediately said: "I feel that too, I thought I was the only one who felt this way."

Even Lu Qianmo said: "You all say that, but I also feel it, but I thought it was the aura of the god of learning on his body."

The halo of the god of learning is important, and it may give them a little bit more points for their appearance, but ugly is ugly, and no matter how you change it, there is no way to make them look good.

For example, Cheng Hang, who used to be number one in the first year of high school, probably not many students would go against their conscience and say that Cheng Hang is a handsome guy, even though he has the halo of being a top student.

Given the current relationship between Ling Xing and Su Qingluo, she didn't want to discuss this topic with them.

In her eyes, Su Qingluo is naturally the prettiest at any time, but she never said that yesterday was not as good-looking as today.

After Zeng Zhile finished gossiping about Su Qingluo's appearance, she wanted to gossip about something deeper, she lightly bumped Ling Xing's shoulder with her shoulder, and smiled with squinted eyes: "Xingxing, you and our god... "

Ling Xing looked at her seriously: "There is nothing, learning is the most important thing."

Zeng Zhile's face suddenly collapsed: "I didn't say that studying is not important, I'm just curious, you two?"

It's not like it's innocent.

Especially when the two of them occasionally looked at each other, tsk tsk, they were almost drawn.

Zeng Zhile and Su Qingluo have known each other for so long, that kind of expression looks cold compared to Su Qingluo's... Cough, that indifferent face, it's been a long time.

Ling Xing thinks that there is really nothing between her and Su Qingluo, and no one has ever pointed out the relationship between them.

Because they are sensible enough, they know that there will be no results if they pick it out at this time.

Sweet youth love can only appear in novels.

In reality, one layer after another is obstructed, and layer after layer is reinforced, which makes people feel that it is both a shackle and a cage.

They are too weak to protect each other and have no ability to fight against others.

At this time, if the two of them are together, there will inevitably be many people who oppose their relationship.

There is a class of people in this society, they say no, they can only say no.

Thinking of this, Ling Xing quickened her pace and walked forward, her lingering voice came in the air: "We are climbing a mountain now."

And agreed to meet at the top of the mountain.

Zeng Zhile didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, what climbing a mountain?How Ling Xing's words have become incomprehensible recently.

That's fine, let their relationship develop, anyway, her CP should keep going.

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The evening self-study was still assigned a debate class, but in today's debate class, three students were missing.

There is only one Saturday before the debate, and these people...

I have been teaching for several days, facing the stupidity of this group of students, Teacher Su gritted his teeth and endured it.

But today, Teacher Su lost his temper for the first time. He stood on the podium and slapped the blackboard desk loudly with a blackboard eraser: "What time is it? Are you still playing tricks like asking for leave?"

It is understandable to be sick, but several students who participated in the competition were sick together, and these students are not from the same class, which is a bit intriguing.

Ling Xing guessed that they should have seen He Tan.

They didn't know anyone else, at least they knew He Tan, after all, that guy He Tan had been so high-profile before.

It's one thing to hear about He Tan, but another thing to actually see He Tan. The self-confidence in He Tan shows that he is confident in winning this competition.

Three classmates asked for leave, and even if the alternate classmates made up, there was still one classmate missing.

Not to mention that the prudent teacher Su is not calm, even Old Wu's calm expression rarely showed a trace of panic. He paced back and forth at the back door of the classroom several times, still talking to himself: "Why so early? If you don't get sick, you don't get sick at night, but why do you get sick at this time?"

The classroom was a little quiet, and the rustling sound of the pen nib falling on the paper could be heard. The students were all writing lyrics for the debate topics assigned by Teacher Su.

It's already night today, and there is still tomorrow's last day before the game. It's better to race against time than to play badly.

Qiu Yilin was probably the only one in the whole classroom that was badly placed. Many people could see that Qiu Yilin was a little... abnormal these two days.

She always laughs secretly by herself, and she doesn't know what she thinks of, sometimes she laughs out loud...

Only Ling Xing knows, what is she laughing at?Basing your own happiness on the suffering of others is really perverted.

Ling Xing suspected that the three students who asked for leave at the same time this time might also have something to do with Qiu Yilin.

Seeing that the competition is getting closer, Ling Xing's biggest worry is that she will lose her voice on the day of the competition.

If she really lost her voice, what should she do in front of such classmates, including her hard work for so long being in vain?
But other than that, she didn't think of a way to deal with it at all.

Qiu Yilin's task has been completed, and Ling Xing has no way to stop her from completing the task. It is a consensus reached between the system and Qiu Yilin to exchange favorability points for things that make her painful.

After the evening self-study, everyone went back to their respective homes.

Thankfully, Su Qingluo was finally willing to go back to his own home these two days, even though he was forced by his mother to go back.

In fact, there is not much difference between Su Qingluo going back and not going back. Since Ji Yan also lived in Ling Xing's house, they all lost the opportunity to learn from Ling Xing at the same time.

Although Su Qingluo felt very uncomfortable about this, he had the opportunity to do homework with Ling Xing every day through video calls, which Ji Yan did not have.

Thinking about it this way makes my heart more balanced.

Even if Su Qingluo went back, Ji Yan's situation at Ling Xing's house did not improve.

Shi Shu still let him sleep in the utility room, and he still didn't prepare breakfast for him.

Ling Xing's worries couldn't be hidden, and he made frequent mistakes when writing questions at night.

Su Qingluo saw all this in his eyes, he played with the ballpoint pen in his hand, looked down at his fingertips, and after a long time asked in a low voice: "What are you thinking?"

When the boy's voice was lowered, there was a hint of tenderness.

Across a screen, Ling Xing's eyes fell on his face, the skin without beautification and filters under the high-definition pixels looked very natural.

The small red mole on the straight bridge of the nose seems to contain some kind of temptation, making people want to kiss him for no reason...

The erratic Ling Xing blurted out: "I'm worried that I will suddenly lose my voice when I participate in this competition..."

Su Qingluo was taken aback for a moment, then as if she had expected something, her face slowly darkened.

(End of this chapter)