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Chapter 92

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    Shen Duqing turned around and saw Liu Jian and Gu Jingmiao looking at each other silently.  He wondered what the two men were doing, and glanced at Yuan Fang and Shen Feizhuo, who were chatting about Meng Zheng's performance in the preliminary round.  Shen Duqing continued to talk to Meng Zheng: "Okay, I understand. Your game will start soon, right?"

    Four hours before the start of the final, the contestants will prepare to enter the venue. There will be makeup artists and stylists to serve them and make some preparations before going on stage.  After that, the contestants have to hand in their mobile phones, and the two final teams will be drawn by lots to determine the pros and cons.  According to competition regulations, contestants will receive their debate topics forty minutes before the official start of the finals, and the debate topics will be announced to both teams at the same time.  In other words, the players only have forty minutes to prepare.

    After receiving the debate questions, the two teams will be arranged into different rooms for pre-game discussions.  During the discussion, no one is allowed to use electronic devices to search for information, but a leading teacher can participate in the discussion.

    This form of debate relies heavily on everyone's ability to adapt to changes and their usual knowledge reserves.

    "It's almost time for the competition. The team leader has just asked us to use some simple methods to relax. So let's seize the time and chat a few more words." Meng Zheng said.  Then he whispered something.

    Shen Duqing quickly looked at Liu Jian and the others a few more times, and made up a random excuse: "Ah? You want me to help you look up some information? It's on the bookshelf in your room? Okay, okay, I'll go to your room to look for it."  So he hid in the room openly, and when no one in the living room could hear him, he whispered back, "I miss you too."

    Meng Zheng on the other end of the phone knew his tricks very well, and his laughter spread along the radio waves to Shen Duqing's ears.

    The two of them talked sweetly in hiding for a while, before Meng Zheng hung up the phone.

    When Shen Duqing left the room, Liu Jian was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a laptop in his arms, searching for information on the Internet.  Although not many people pay attention to the International College Student Chinese Debate Competition, it does not mean that this competition does not have die-hard fans, nor does it mean that it does not have a lot of discussion on the Internet.  Liu Jian laughed so hard: "Hahaha, my God, this nickname of Meng Zheng makes me laugh every time I see it."

    The videos of the preliminary round and semi-finals have been exposed on the Internet. I am afraid that some die-hard fans have watched it over and over again.  Meng Zheng's National University team, because it advanced all the way to the finals, is definitely the most discussed online.  The other finalist team was a representative team from neighboring New Asia University.

    Because Meng Zheng looks very gentle and has a somewhat humble and gentlemanly style, but his debating style is very cold and forceful.  He has logic as precise as a scalpel, like a well-trained sharpshooter. Every bullet fired will hit the opponent's painful spot.  Such people are undoubtedly very scary in the debate arena.  The problem is, even if Meng Zheng caught a serious mistake in the opponent's words in some games and hit the opponent's heart with a bullet, he still had a gentle smile on his face and he looked so friendly.  .  For this reason, Meng Zheng was given the nickname "Smiling Killer" by netizens.

    There may be some truth in saying that Meng Zheng was a humble gentleman and as gentle as jade.  But the aura of friendliness that he exudes all the time is more likely to have been formed unconsciously in the process of raising children.  He has been taking care of the children since he was reborn!  You can call this the daddy breath.  Dads often have the smell of milk left over from feeding their children milk powder, although he himself knows nothing about it.

    During the breaks between games, Meng Zheng would turn on the computer and read some code to relax, and sometimes browse the Internet. Naturally, he knew that he had such a nickname.  As a mature and decent adult, he is really helpless.

    Thank you everyone, but can I not give up such a middle school nickname?

    It¡¯s a pity that Meng Zheng¡¯s personal rebuttal in his heart is ineffective, because everyone has already assigned the nickname to him anyway.

    Twenty minutes before the official start of the final, the Education Channel played exciting clips of the preliminary, semi-finals and semi-finals of the two final teams.  Because the other finalist team is not from China, the program team must give more shots to NUS students.  Liu Jian pointed at Meng Zheng on the TV and said: "Smiling killer, hahahaha."

    Shen Duqing corrected him: "Actually, there was another nickname at the beginning, called the Smiling Tyrant."

    Liu Jian laughed so hard that his head almost fell off: "Hahaha, what the hell is a tyrant!" How could his lovely father Meng be a killer and a tyrant.  However, Smiling Dad and Smiling Dad also sound weird.

    Shen Duqing glanced at Liu Jian expressionlessly: "Isn't it bad? Isn't it bad for the king who rules over the world?"

    &nbIf your own logic disrupts the other party's logic and rhythm, you will win.

    As he spoke, the chairman on the TV had finished his opening remarks, and the two competing teams had also finished introducing themselves.  The chairman announced the official start of the game.  Shen Duqing immediately shut up and watched the game intently.

    Everybody¡¯s attention is also focused on the TV.  Because this competition was held overseas, there were not many NUS fans present, but we did see spectators in the back row holding signs supporting the New Asia University debate team.

    Shen Feizhuo held up a homemade small banner and waved it twice in front of the TV. He was a very professional Meng Zheng support fan.

    Meng Zheng¡¯s National University team is very good at defensive counterattacks.  The so-called defensive counterattack means to defend first, no matter what, first firmly occupy one's own commanding heights, and then attack the opponent.  In this competition, they have two commanding heights. One is the subject-based model of modern education, and the other is the theory of limited energy.

    Education is the country¡¯s means of cultivating talents. When everyone is studying, they are divided into liberal arts and sciences in high school. After entering college, the division becomes more detailed. This shows that the purpose of education is to cultivate professionals.  At the same time, everyone¡¯s energy is limited, and being good at everything will only lead to failure in everything, which is detrimental to the development of the entire society.

    No matter how many examples of comprehensive talents the opposition throws out, the affirmative side has always nailed these two points.

    Everyone in front of the TV was brought into that tense atmosphere.

    Meng Zheng smiled and asked the other party a question during the free debate: "Excuse me, my fellow debater, an excellent Chinese-English translation specialist. He is good at both English and Chinese. According to your logic, he is a generalist? But he is proficient in two subjects.  Language is a necessary condition for translation. Please don¡¯t change the concept secretly"

    Liu Jian and Yuan Fang in front of the TV both looked at the TV as if they had seen a ghost, then looked back at Shen Duqing, looked at the TV, then looked back at Shen Duqing, their heads shaking like electric fans.  .

    These two people have such a tacit understanding!

    From the time Meng Zheng got the debate topic until he participated in the competition, his communication tools were all taken away, and he definitely had no contact with Shen Duqing.  Moreover, Meng Zheng is now in a neighboring country, and Shen Duqing is at home.  As a result, their minds were connected to this extent.  It would be fine if only the arguments were similar, but the examples cited were exactly the same!

    Shen Duqing lowered his head and laughed uncontrollably.

    A few seconds later, Shen Duqing pretended to be serious and said: "Look what I do! Watch TV!"

    On the TV, it was Meng Zheng¡¯s time again, and the stage lights shone on him.  He led the opponent's fellow debaters into a trap, and then showed his own defense line of one specialty and multiple abilities, that is, incorporating the multiple abilities of talents into their majors.  He still had the same smile on his face: "please ask the opponent's fellow debater to answer my question head-on."

    Shen Duqing stared closely at Meng Zheng on the TV.  Meng is the most handsome man in the world, no refutation is allowed!

    After the competition, the judges left their seats to give scores, and the TV showed advertisements.

    "Who do you think will win?" Liu Jian, who had been nervous throughout the whole process, finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked while sitting on the sofa.

    Gu Jingmiao said: "It's hard to say This debate topic is indeed unfriendly to the affirmative, and the overall performance of the negative side is also extremely good. Anyone can win. But I think Meng Zheng's best debater should already be stable."

    The final result was indeed the same. National University only won the runner-up, but Meng Zheng won the best debater.

    After the show, Liu Jian and Yuan Fang will stay at Shen Duqing's place to sleep.  But Gu Jingmiao wanted to go back to her dormitory.  It was already dark now. Although the campus was very safe, considering the existence of Baoyan Road in many universities, Shen Duqing hurriedly said: "I'll see you off." He planned to send Gu Jingmiao all the way back to the dormitory, so  safer.

    Neither of them are particularly enthusiastic people. They didn¡¯t talk about anything else along the way, they only talked about the game just now.  Gu Jingmiao stepped on the steps at the door of the dormitory building and suddenly turned back to Shen Duqing and said, "Come on!"

    You and Meng Zheng are going to work hard!  I wish you happiness.

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    When Shen Duqing found an excuse to hide in the room to answer the phone.

    Feizhuo (shouted to Shen Duqing): Brother, don¡¯t forget to tell Brother Meng that I miss him!

    Liu Jian (completely ignoring Feizhuo¡¯s words and worrying about himself): The competition is about to begin, what information do you want to read now?

    Yuan Fang (completely ignoring Fei Zhuo¡¯s words, worrying about himself): It must be very important information, don¡¯t delay things!

    Gu Jingmiao (pushing up the non-existent glasses on the bridge of her nose): Haha.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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