Song Yu politely nodded to Nan Jia as a greeting, and then sat directly across from Lezhishi, with no emotion in his tone, like an outstanding housekeeping robot.

"Duck blood vermicelli soup is not available today, only rice noodles."

"Rice noodles are also okay." Le Zhishi took the bowl over very happily, thinking of what Nan Jia had just said, and asked Song Yu, "Have you participated in the school's art festival?"

"Yeah." Song Yu nodded, dividing the tableware very casually. "The debate team has been there for a while."

Nan Jia also smiled and said, "Your brother and I met in the semifinals. He was really a dark horse in the freshman competition that year. Everyone thought that this person who didn't say a word should be completely bad at words. Four arguments for hidden gold."

"He's not bad at words, but he doesn't like to talk." Le Zhishi defended Song Yu for the first time, but imagine Song Yu wearing a suit and sitting at a long table in a debate. He yearned for it.

Le Zhishi touched Song Yu's toe with his foot, "Then are you participating this year?"

Song Yu shook his head, "No time. I didn't participate last year."

Nan Jia also shrugged, "I was chatting with the coach of their college before, and he was very sorry for Song Yu. He felt that he was a very strong seeded player. You must know that the second defense and the third defense can actually be very good. Trained, there is no shortage of good second and third debates, but excellent four debates are hard to come by."

Le Zhishi also participated in debate competitions in high school, and he also agreed with this, "Yes, especially in equal-matched competitions, everyone is playing hard to distinguish between each other. The lower the debate, the greater the pressure and the bet for victory. Sometimes it’s on Sibian."

Song Yu didn't take it seriously, "It's not such an exaggeration, two and three debates will always be the main force."

"It's a pity anyway." Nan Jia smiled and said to Le Zhishi, "but I feel that your brother does everything for fun except his own major. It should be more experience. You can also be like him. Same, try more, university, seize all the opportunities that can enrich yourself."

Without talking too much, Nan Jia quickly finished the meal, cleaned up the dinner plates, and left after saying goodbye to them. She is always very busy, rushing from one place to another, but every day is very fulfilling.

With no one to chat, Lezhi ate quietly while thinking. After a while, he raised his head again, "Song Yu."

Song Yu didn't look up, "You call me by my name now, it's getting more and more smooth."

Le Zhishi clamped Song Yu with his leg, shook it and released it, "It's kinder like this."

"Why didn't you go to the debate team later? You should be on the school team after the fight. Maybe you can participate in tournaments in the future."

After that, Le Zhishi seemed to act like a baby, and said in a very soft tone: "I still want to watch you play."

There are only two of them, and Song Yu’s explanations have become more numerous, “I originally participated in the event with the mentality of killing time. After playing for two years, I realized that this is actually a very time-consuming thing and requires constant training. , Repeatedly verifying information for an argument, guessing the opponent’s thoughts, and finding a path to disassemble the opponent’s argument. These do not appear out of thin air, and require energy and time. I can’t keep up with my energy, so I will leave the team after playing the last match expected. Up."

After that, he said again: "Moreover, there are many people who love this game more than me, and we should give them the opportunity."

Le Zhishi bit his chopsticks and nodded. He found that Song Yu was very different from the others. It is another young man who is as old as him. Once he is lucky enough to enter the college team, even if he did not have the ideal of entering the school team at first, after arguing every field, he will definitely want to continue to win, and then he will go to another team. Road.

"Everyone says that you are very suitable and talented. Wouldn't it be a pity to give up?"

Song Yu twisted the water bottle and took a sip of water, "I feel a pity to give up. In essence, I didn't do it because I couldn't do it."

When he handed the water bottle to Lezhi, he motioned for him to drink water, and when he saw Lezhi obediently took it, Song Yu continued: "A person's energy is limited. One can focus on one thing and do it. Okay, it's already difficult."

"Sometimes I think you look like a mountain climber." Lezhishi looked at him with a smile on his face.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

"Didn’t we have watched that documentary before? Those climbers who are going to reach the height of a thousand meters above sea level are very focused. They plan carefully before the journey, and there is almost only one goal in the process, which is to go up. All other thoughts have been discarded, and the more you go up, the more focused."

This process is very similar to Song Yu's rule of life, just like the pruning optimization algorithm, which filters out unnecessary paths, reduces complexity, and improves efficiency.

Speaking of mountain climbing, the focus of his eyes gradually shifted away when Lezhi, a little fascinated.

"You said, is my dad also such a person?"

He looked at Song Yu and wondered: "Why are you more like him?"

Song Yu was silent for a while and said to Le Zhishi: "Uncle Le is not a person who only does one thing. He is very brave. He will try all the new things he wants to try and broaden the breadth of life. This is another wonderful thing. The way to live. It’s you like him."

Le Zhishi was a little flattered, "Really? Do you think I am like him?"

Song Yu nodded, "You are a collection of your parents' strengths."

It seemed a bit too solemn to say this sentence during dinner. When I heard Lezhi I was a little embarrassed, but he knew Song Yu, the last thing this man would not do is flattery, these are his rare truths.

A meal was almost eaten, they cleaned the table, and left the canteen with the plate.

Although Le Zhishi was very reluctant to separate from Song Yu, his illness was almost healed, and he still had to go back to his dormitory after all. Besides, the roommates were also worried about him these days. Song Yu agreed with this, so he sent him back to the dormitory. In the afternoon, he would hold a group meeting to discuss the progress of the paper, but I don't know how long it will last.

The weather is getting colder, but the leaves still dullly retain the color of summer. Le Zhishi walked, suddenly raised his head and asked Song Yu: "Do you think I am going to a debate competition or a costume competition?"

His choice anxiety disorder always interferes with his decision at this time. "Speaking of theory, is the debate more helpful to my major?"

A car drove up ahead, Song Yu didn't answer the question directly, but walked outside and inadvertently swapped places with Lezhishi.

"Thinking is helpful to everything." The car drove away from him, and he also spoke.

Le Zhishi nodded thoughtfully, and heard Song Yu say, "But the most important thing is not to help, it is you like it."

He felt that the stance he had accumulated for the selection debate was overthrown by Song Yu, and the other party seemed to know him very well, so he directly poked at his heart, and Le Zhishi couldn't help but ask with a smile: " How can you be sure that I like the other one?"

The road on the campus with no one everywhere is very quiet, and the sweet-scented osmanthus falls on the ground along the way, and the deep and shallow autumn fragments exude a sweet fragrance. Song Yu's footsteps and Le Zhishi maintained a high consistency, the frequency was stable, and his answer was calm.

"Except for whom you will like, other things you like, I'm pretty sure."

Le Zhishi's footsteps suddenly paused, and the rhythm of the rhythm was completely disrupted.

With Song Yu, his heartbeat is always very unstable. This is different from the past. Before they were together, Le Zhishi was used to guessing Song Yu's behavior motives, and got a little bit from his subtle expressions. Prompt, but now, he sometimes reveals himself directly, like a cat unguardedly revealing his soft belly.

No one can beat a cat's belly.

Although the tips of his ears were hot and his heartbeat accelerated, Le Zhishi still grabbed Song Yu to prevent him from moving forward, face to face with him, and look straight into Song Yu's eyes, "I will only like you."

"I don't even know such a simple thing. It seems that you are not very good."

Song Yu's eyes moved from his red ears to his eyes, and he wanted to laugh a little, "Are you a radical technique?"

"I'm just stating the facts." Le Zhishi tilted his head slightly, somewhat proud.

Seeing him like this, Song Yu couldn't help but raised his hand and scratched his nose, "What are you happy about?"

Le Zhishi said without embarrassment, grabbing Song Yu's hand and shaking hands with him, "I am happy for you, because you now fully understand Le Zhishi this person."

Song Yu was defeated by Le Zhishi’s magical language art. He found that his negative emotions were almost invisible and insurvivable in front of Le Zhishi. They appeared for a short while before being caught by Le Zhishi. His few words strangled in the cradle.

"Then should I say now, I am honored."

"It should." Lezhishi patted him on the shoulder, and the two laughed facing each other.

Back to the dormitory, except for Jiang Yufan who was dating, the other two roommates were in the dormitory. They asked Lezhishi how they were these days, and then shared with him the snacks they had just bought at the small supermarket.

Lezhishi didn't have a lunch break, and spent a little time checking the art festival recruitment sent to him by Jiang Yufan, and consulted Nanjia senior sister on WeChat, and finally decided to sign up for the costume design competition.

Nan Jia didn't know that Lezhishi would paint at first, and was a little surprised to see the paintings he sent.

[Sister Nanjia: You painted these? Have you learned to paint before? Bravo. ]

[LeLe: It's just a hobby. I like watching anime very much, and I also draw some occasionally. ]

[Sister Nanjia: Great, what we lack in our hospital is a player with solid foundations like you. ]

After signing up, Lezhishi received a time and place for the primary election. He was a little nervous, so he stood up and walked back and forth twice in the small dormitory. Finally, thinking of something, he sat down and turned on the computer.

He asked Nan Jia for the video of Song Yu's last debate. After more than ten minutes, Nan Jia sent it over, and also sent a sentence along the way.

[Nan Jia-Senior Sister: By the way, this game has caused Song Yu a lot of scandals. Almost no one discusses the game itself. Everyone guesses that he will drop out. But after the end, Song Yu was still alone, and the people who ate melons stopped discussing it. ]

Le Zhishi was a little puzzled, and typed with a smile.

[Lele: Is it so powerful? Then I have to take a closer look. ]

Song Yu in the video is wearing a suit, except that it is almost the same as now. Le Zhishi was a little bit lost when he saw it. Perhaps this game was not important to Song Yu, but it was not to Le Zhishi.

He really wants to participate, even if he can't go to the scene to watch the game in person, he hopes Song Yu can let him know so that he has a chance to say a word of cheer.

But after all, the past time is over. If you haven't participated, you haven't participated. The sparkling Song Yu in the video has nothing to do with him.

Thinking back to the video, the host has already begun to introduce the topic of debate-science or humanities, which is more important.

Seeing this topic, Lezhi felt very familiar with it, probably because the topic was really clichéd, and he probably also debated similar topics in high school. When the pros and cons were announced, Le Zhishi almost laughed, because Song Yu's team unexpectedly won the opposing team.

The humanities are greater than the sciences. This is simply for Song Yu to argue for himself.

Song Yu did not speak from the beginning of the argument to the free debate. He acted like a bystander outside the game, recording the various opinions he heard, even if the free debate had the opportunity to quarrel. , He also rarely stood up, and basically stabilized his own point of view when he fell short.

Song Yu only started his official performance when the contest reached the conclusion of the debate. His speech speed was not too fast, but his aura was very stable. The first half of the submissions accurately caught almost all the loopholes in the opponent's process. And they dismantled each other's logic one by one, and dismantled the logic building carefully constructed by the other party like drawing blocks.

At this time, the camera also deliberately switched to the face of the opponent's Sibian who hadn't spoken yet, and the other party had already lost expression management.

Song Yu doesn't like to exaggerate infinitely with eloquence and emotion, and use lyrical expression to coerce the audience, even in his current position of debate, this is an advantage.

He was still calm and calm, but at the end he quoted someone else's words, which did not look like his style at all.

Le Zhishi was stunned suddenly, adjusted the tune of the video forward, and listened to the last words he said again. There was an excitement in my mind, and I remembered something. He retrieved the chat history in his cloud archive according to the match date shown on the video.

The voices of the judges and the host came from the earphones, announcing the award of the award. Lezhi had no time to care at this moment, he knew that Song Yu had won.

The sight fell on the chat log, two years have passed.

[Brother: I have a question for you. ]

[Lele: What? ]

[Brother: Do you think science is important, or humanities are important]

Le Zhishi recalled his feelings at the time. The first reaction was that he didn't take it too seriously, and he also said something inconsequential to Song Yu, because he felt that his opinions were not important to Song Yu on issues like this.

Later, he discovered that Song Yu was indeed asking questions seriously, so he answered seriously.

[Lele: It seems difficult to determine who is more important, but I just thought of a picture. If we go back to the primitive age, science may be our human experience of making an axe. This is very important. We can use it to hunt and fill. Full stomach. But the humanistic spirit will appear at this time. It tells us not to use this axe to kill our own kind. ]

Seeing this, Lezhishi still couldn't believe it, how could Song Yu really care about what he said.

Therefore, he once again pulled the progress bar of the game video back to Song Yu's speech. His concluding statement was typed logically and every sentence was broken, and no loopholes could be found, but he put the end to the end that was supposed to be conspicuous. When I was free, I put on the point of view that Lezhi thought was insignificant.

In the video, Song Yu, who had only the last ten seconds left, put down his tight arms and looked at the audience. The face, which was always calm and almost indifferent, finally added a soft look.

"When I saw this debate, I sent it to someone who always opposed my point of view but was very important to me. After he saw it, he said a very simple sentence. I want to quote this sentence, As the end of my debate today."

In the chat box, this is also the last sentence of that day.

[LeLe: If it is said that science allows humans to make tools, then the meaning of the humanistic spirit is probably to prevent us from becoming a tool of science. ]

He looked at Song Yu on the screen and bowed deeply after repeating his point of view, feeling very complicated. I was a little angry that he quoted his immature remarks in such an important game as the end, and he was surprised by his [very important person] sentence, and his face was hot. I also understand why Nan Jia said that this video would trigger a scandal.

But the fluctuating emotions finally filled my heart, leaving only sorrow and touch.

The experiences that I thought I had never participated in, I didn't miss it at all.

In each piece of Song Yu's gleaming life fragments, Le Zhishi's innocent reflection is reflected.