Opponent debater, you talk nonsense

Chapter 28

Maybe it's because you pay more, and pay more attention to the result. The moment you know the victory, you feel a sense of accomplishment that overflows from your chest.Song Shu has never felt that a victory has been so hearty, and he can't wait to jump up and hug the people around him.

Oh, Han Rui is by my side, so forget it.

Song Shu turned around awkwardly, with a look of "stay away from poop", which made Han Rui baffled.

"So happy to win?"

"Of course I'm happy."

Song Shu held his mobile phone and couldn't help but send a post to commemorate it.Han Rui looked at it with folded arms and didn't speak, but his heart was filled with joy.Anyway, Song Shu began to care about winning or losing, which showed that he really took the debate seriously.

After the game, Han Rui took Song Shu to greet several judges, saying that it was for F University to establish diplomatic relations.After that, a few people went to have a big meal and then went back to school.

Song Shu didn't have time to look at his phone while eating, and when he went back to the dormitory and lay down on the bed, he realized that something was wrong.

His comment about celebrating the victory of the game was followed by a comment from his "girlfriend":

——It seems that my boyfriend is quite capable.

Song Shu: "..."

Is it too late to delete it now?

Couldn't Han Rui have seen it?

A second later, the chat box popped up.

——Han Rui: Are you in love?

Song Shu shook his hand and dropped the phone on his face.

Fuck...it hurts.

So what should I do?

——Han Rui: It doesn't make sense for you to use a trumpet to lie to me.

——Han Rui: I'm not such a stupid person.

——Han Rui: Be good, stop making trouble.

Song Shu was rebellious at the time, and his brain circuit was so strange that he took that non-mainstream as his trumpet.Besides... Isn't the underlying meaning that no one likes him?snort.

——Song Shu: It's my girlfriend, I didn't lie to you.

——Song Shu: Show you her photo.

After Song Shu finished posting, he turned around to look through the photos of his "girlfriend", and finally found a photo with a less thick Ah Bao color filter... the lower half of his face photo.

Half a day after the photo was posted, Han Rui didn't move.

Hit?

Not depressed?

Song Shu felt that he was a bit vicious.

——Han Rui: Where did you find such ancient non-mainstream Internet celebrity photos?

——Han Rui: Stop teasing me.

——Han Rui: I know you just want to break that agreement, but it's very unfair to me.

Song Shu: "..."

Suddenly, there was no guilt at all.

In fact, Han Ruixiang did not believe in the existence of his "girlfriend", to Song Shu, it was nothing at all.Anyway, after one semester, he would find a way to ask his "girlfriend" out to meet him.

Song Shu replied "hehe", and didn't wait for Han Rui's answer for a long time, only thinking that he was dead.

…………

The game is very metaphysical in many cases.After losing a game, it is easy to lose every game, and after winning a game, it is easy to win every game. This is the normal state of many debaters.Many people attribute this to mentality or status, but Song Shu feels that this may be a breakthrough in the bottleneck.At least for him and Wang Qin.In the next three weeks, they all teamed up to go out to play games, cooperated well, and crushed the game every game.

but……

For Song Shu, these two weeks cannot be regarded as a very comfortable two weeks.

Many things are very different.

such as……

Han Rui rarely appeared in front of him.

such as……

His "girlfriend" squeezed into his space bit by bit.

After several chats, Song Shu knew a lot about her.

Her name is Missi Li, she is a senior student at Jiangnan A University, and she is preparing to take the postgraduate entrance examination of a certain university in the capital city. She is also a debater.

In Song Shu's view, Mi Xili is more like a senior in the debate circle than a caring and gentle girlfriend.Every time he revealed some news about the debate, Missi Li would take the initiative to chat with him and give him some guidance on the debate.

Missi Li's work and rest schedule is very in line with the characteristics of a debater, always appearing in the early morning, and it is always after Song Shu falls asleep unfortunately.She doesn't seem to expect a response, but speaks unilaterally without reservation.

Song Shufa likes this senior from the bottom of her heart.

But it's really not that kind of love.

This made Song Shu distressed and at a loss.

"Song Shu, don't you want to sign up?"

"what?"

Song Shu was disturbed and recovered from the hesitation.

He was at the school debate team's regular meeting.

What did Han Rui say just now?

"You really don't sign up? I pay the salary."

"what……"

In order to cover up his absence, Song Shu sneaked a glance at the ppt, and probably understood.It turned out that it was Han Rui who pretended to be public servants for personal gain. He started a small debate training company before, and now he is recruiting lecturers.

Of course, they will not be full-time lecturers, and they will not be allowed to do professional training for college debaters. They will just give basic explanations to some primary and middle school students, mainly to guide their interests.In order to bring the lecturer and the young boys closer, Han Rui still hopes to find it from the freshman debaters.The price given is really not low, two hours a week, 500 an hour.

Well, Song Shu nodded calmly.

Then he revealed his desire unsteadily: "I want to sign up!"

How can we let go of this opportunity to make money?

"Well, okay." Han Rui raised his eyebrows, seemingly satisfied, but also seemed to be watching a show, "Don't forget to come to the company for an interview on Saturday."

Song Shu: "???"

We both know each other so well?Still need an interview?

Han Rui gave Song Shu a meaningful look: Ha ha.

Ha ha.

On Saturday morning, Song Shu arrived at the interview site on time, and immediately wanted to paste these two words on Han Rui's face.Obviously only 5-6 lecturers are needed, but... have so many people been interviewed?There are about 15 people in front of Song Shu alone, and they are still the first batch to come.

The office door opened, and a girl came out blushing.

It seems that the situation is not very good.

The interviewees went in one by one, and came out one by one, their complexions were red, purple, purple, blue, pale... Song Shu felt that the whole person was a little bad.Is Han Rui so strict?

You can't even pick him up, can you?

Terrified, Song Shu pushed open the office door.

Han Rui is not here...

Sitting at the desk was a silver-haired boy in a light blue suit.

Song Shu felt very familiar.

I seem to have seen it at Han Rui's house, called... Zou Yifan?

"Hey, isn't this Han Rui's little daughter-in-law, ah bah, elementary school brother? Is this here to check the post? Ah bah, come to visit? Han Rui is not here, come, come, sit..."

Said, gave up the chair.

Song Shu's head was full of black lines.

"I'm here for an interview."

A gleam flashed in Zou Yifan's long and narrow fox eyes, he muttered a few words in a low voice, sat back again, thought for a while, and asked, "Are you here to interview the little lecturer?"

"if not?"

"Have you considered a position more suitable for you?"

"for example?"

"Madam or something."

Song Shu: "..."

Seems to be……