The President Wants To Eat Grass

Chapter 10: practise

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"A random question is drawn, what do you think you need?" Wen Heng looked at Rong Xi's eyes and guided him unhurriedly.

"I need data and cases, and I need to think about many aspects that can be involved in this topic. If it starts suddenly, there is absolutely no way to start." Rong Xi said.

Wen Heng smiled, "That's why I asked you to read more books, a game may not give you much time to prepare at all, when you go to a game, you may have five days if the situation is good, and you may only have one in the worst. Two days. How can you collect enough information in such a short period of time, enough information that you want? You can only rely on the accumulation of more information in normal times, at least you have a sense of direction, and people will not be chaotic.”

"Well, you're right." You are the most handsome and you are right.

"That's why I didn't ask you to watch the game directly and play directly. When you watch the game, what you see is the immediate effect. You may see others talking and want to learn the skills and techniques of speaking, but their thinking and Preparation is often overlooked by everyone.”

Rong Xi didn't understand, "But, why didn't you tell Chen Ze about this just now?"

"I don't want the strong man to be difficult."

I don't know if Rong Xi was overthinking himself. He always felt that Wen Heng's tone was a little low when he said these words, so he quickly comforted, "It's okay, I think what you said makes sense. I... I'm very happy to be with you. Together, really!"

"I'm also very happy to be with you." Wen Heng smiled back.

Rong Xi suddenly felt that his heartbeat accelerated by an unknown number of times, and he was about to drown in Wen Heng's smile. If he could see Wen Heng's smile a few more times in the future, it would be worth how many books he read!

Wen Heng continued to ask Rong Xi, "By the way, after half a month, we are going to select the debater representative department to participate in the competition. I think your qualifications are very good. Do you want to sign up? If you are willing to sign up, these two weeks I can train with you."

Originally, Rong Xi would be nervous when speaking in crowded places, but when he heard that if he wanted to sign up for Wen Heng, he could accompany him to train for half a month, Rong Xi's heart was immediately shaken. Xi only briefly thought for a second before agreeing.

Rong Xi agreed too quickly, Wen Heng didn't notice Rong Xi's true attitude, so he readily agreed, "Well, there are still two weeks before the selection, whether it's long or short. You are new to the debate competition. , There are many things that need to be familiarized with in advance, but we don't have to worry, we can take it slowly. Just come to the office of our debate club at six o'clock in the afternoon every day. "

"Okay." After agreeing, Rong Xi was overjoyed. Going to Wen Heng after school or something is not too wonderful. Worried that Wen Heng would go back on his words, Rong Xi asked again, "Can you come every day?"

"Of course, there are usually no people here. Everyone is busy and only come when there is something to do. So don't worry, no one will disturb you here."

In fact, Rong Xi was worried that someone would disturb him, he just felt that he was embarrassed to come to the office of the debate club no matter how he looked at it, so he still asked Wen Heng, "Will it not be good, here is you guys 's office, if I always come by..."

"If you don't like it here, I don't know where else to come."

"No, no, it's not that I don't like it, it's that I'm afraid to disturb everyone."

Wen Heng smiled, "Don't worry, if you really meet someone, just say you are here to help me. Anyway, I often find people to do coolies, and everyone will only sympathize with you."

I don't know why, but hearing Wen Heng say this, Rong Xi only felt more shy. But Wen Heng seemed to have an idea right away and asked, "Do you have time later?"

"Yes." In fact, Rong Xi will go to the studio to paint later, but since Wen Heng asked, Rong Xi naturally said that he has time, and he has to create time if he has no time.

"That's it, let's go over now." Wen Heng raised his eyebrows at Rong Xi.

How could Rong Xi think that happiness came so suddenly, he thought that he could only train tomorrow, how could he know that if he "has time", he will get the opportunity to train today, and he is really lucky.

When he followed Wen Heng to the classroom of the debate club, Rong Xi had the illusion of secretly dating, and he didn't know how to be happy. But in front of Wen Heng, it's still not good to show anything, so try to make yourself appear calm.

The Debating Club's office is really a bit remote, so it's more like a secret date. Rong Xi was constantly thinking about it along the way. He always felt that since the start of school, he seemed to be hanging on, a little fluttering and a little cautious, worried that such a beautiful illusion would suddenly be shattered one day.

But Rongxi has been addicted to it, even if it is destroyed, he still has it.

I thought that there was only one office for the Debating Club, but I didn't expect that the entire second floor would be the same, and Wen Heng's office was the first one just up the stairs. The door was unlocked, so Rong Xi followed Wen Heng in.

After entering, Rong Xi seemed a little uneasy. After all, this was where Wen Heng worked. Rong Xi was a little nervous, worried that his poor performance would disappoint Wen Heng.

There is another meaning, there are only two people in the office, Rong Xi and Wen Heng. There was still a Chen Ze in the office, but now it is only Wen Heng and himself, alone in the same space, or with the person he likes. Rong Xi felt that Wen Heng's presence was infinitely magnified.

What's more, all the things here were used by Wen Heng. The chair Wen Heng let him sit on, the table in front of him, and even the pen on the table, Rong Xi couldn't help blushing and heartbeat when he thought of this.

Wen Heng saw that Rongxi looked a little uneasy, and smiled, "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."

He does not mean that. Originally, Rong Xi didn't think about that, but as soon as Wen Heng said this, Rong Xi couldn't stop himself from making up for Wen Heng's situation of "treating himself like this", and almost choked out. Feeling that he was overreacting again, he blushed and explained, "I didn't, didn't think so."

Wen Heng sat opposite Rong Xi, with only a desk in the middle. Rong Xi only felt that Wen Heng's breath was all around him, and Rong Xi felt a little fluffy for a while.

Just when Rong Xi was halfway through, Wen Heng took a document to Rong Xi, "This is the opening speech of our debate in previous years, you can read it and let me hear it."

Rong Xi took over the defense and looked at the spokesperson written on it as Wen Heng. He didn't know whether he was more nervous or excited. Wen Heng even took his speech to himself to read! Rong Xi was flattered for a while, but worried that Wen Heng would be disappointed if he could not read well, and he suddenly became more energetic.

This is Wen Heng's speech. Wen Heng has taken it and used it and read it. Rong Xi can even see some scattered marks on it. It is very likely that Wen Heng has brought it to the arena. With such a precious thing now in his hands, Rong Xi suddenly felt that his fingertips were trembling slightly.

Looking at the small words written by Wen Heng, Rong Xi only sighed, even the writing is so beautiful.

In order not to make mistakes, Rong Xi read the manuscript first. Wen Heng knew that he had to get acquainted with it in advance, so he didn't rush him, he drank water and waited for Rong Xi to read the manuscript.

Wen Heng also finds it strange that he has never been patient enough to wait, maybe because he is in a good mood today, he is not impatient when he is waiting for Rong Xi to get familiar with the manuscript, and he looks at Rong Xi earnestly reading it word by word. I feel a little cute.

Rong Xi read it again and felt that there should be no problem, and then said to Wen Heng, "It's time to start."

"Then you think about it."

Rong Xi began to read this manuscript. When reading, he wanted to read Wen Heng but was afraid to read Wen Heng. He was worried that Wen Heng would not be satisfied with his reading level. He read a series of manuscripts relatively smoothly without stumbling. Although I was nervous, it was surprisingly smooth when I read it out.

This makes Rong Xi feel incredible. For a long time, whenever he is nervous, he will stutter. But since joining the debate club, from the interview to answering Wen Heng's question just now, and now reading the manuscript in front of Wen Heng, it can be said that Rong Xi was nervous. But I didn't make a stuttering problem once again. Could it be that it just got better like this

Rong Xi was a little surprised. In short, when he saw Wen Heng, although he was still nervous, he spoke much more smoothly. But without showing his stammering side in front of Wen Heng, Rong Xi was still a little relieved.

I saw Wen Heng nodded with satisfaction after listening to it, "Not bad, you are much better than I thought. Have you ever had the experience of reading a debate draft before?"

To be honest, what surprised Wen Heng about Rong Xi's performance was that he had a natural feeling when he read the manuscript. Because we want everyone to be convinced of their own position, when speaking, generally speaking, we need a firm, neither humble nor arrogant feeling.

Such speech is completely different from recitation and speech. Recitation requires emotional expression, so it is more sensational. Although speech is also to persuade the audience, it needs more affinity. Debate needs the convincing of the audience and the judges, because there are still opponents who constantly stand on the opposite side and speak, so in terms of emotional handling, it needs to be generous and firm.

To put it bluntly, it is necessary to have a feeling of "what Lao Tzu said is the truth", but it must be expressed with utmost civility and elegance.

Of course, high-ranking competition doesn't care about that. But generally speaking, it is required. And this kind of feeling often requires more exposure to the game and more training to find it, but Rong Xi is different, he seems to have such an advantage by nature.

Rong Xi naturally didn't know Wen Heng's thoughts, and answered honestly, "Before... not."

"Honey, you were so righteous just now, why are you speaking so softly now?" Wen Heng smiled.

Rong Xi felt sweet in his heart, and Wen Heng actually used sweet and soft to describe him. This, this, this is to describe a girl, right? However, in the face of Wen Heng, Rong Xi naturally became cowardly when he spoke. Can cowardice be described as such a nice word? As expected of his male god!

"But there is one point." Wen Heng smiled and leaned towards Rong Xi, "You talk too much, try to keep your breath down, and then pronounce it back to see if it feels better?"

"Sink?" Rong Xi looked confused, he always talked like this, how to sink

Wen Heng explained, "Yes, that is, you try to take a breath like you normally breathe, breathe in like a natural breath, come on, try?"

Rong Xi inhaled.

Wen Heng shook his head, "No, try to be natural, don't be too deliberate."

Rong Xi took another breath.

Wen Heng shook his head again, "Don't breathe into your chest, let your anger sink into your dantian. Do you know where the dantian is?"

Rong Xi shook his head, and then Rong Xi's heart was apprehensive, and he didn't know if Wen Heng would be disappointed in himself, and became nervous for a while.

But in the next second, Rong Xi saw Wen Heng approaching casually, walked to a position behind him, put his hand on his abdomen, and said, "Come on, try it."

This posture, no matter how you look at it, it looks like Wen Heng hugged him from behind!

In addition, because the distance is too close, and Wen Heng is slightly taller than Rong Xi, Rong Xi directly feels that Wen Heng is whispering beside him, and the warm and familiar Wen Heng's unique breath is sprayed on the auricle. Rong Xi felt his ears turn red. What Rong Xi couldn't ignore was the hand on his stomach. Although he was wearing clothes, Rong Xi's heart was beating.

How does this make him practice? Will he drown? !

The author has something to say:

Wen Heng: Rong Xi only talks to me softly and is happy every day!

Rongxi: ... If you keep teaching like this, I'll be hard

Wen Heng: I can help you

Rongxi: No thanks _(:з"∠)_

Wen Heng: Don't be so polite, come on~~~

Rongxi: What about my cold male god? Who is this rascal? ?

Author: I don't know either! ! !