As soon as the topic came out, netizens were a little unsettled, and they left messages on the post.

Although this call issued by the writers' association is only a private challenge, the degree of awareness on the Internet is no less than that of a confrontational program that has been promoted in the early stage. After Cheng Yang's sentence "disagree with the battle", micro-customers, forums, and major websites began to be spontaneously promoted by netizens.

At the moment, behind the computer screen, there are many supporters that Han Mo does not know, and they are all silently watching this challenge.

Wang Qian had just finished working overtime, she was not in a hurry to go home, she had been staying in the space-time forum, at first Han Mo did not appear, everyone said that he would not come back, and she was anxious, but later saw the account of the royal horse knight come out to sign in, Wang Qian was not to mention how happy.

At this time, the topic came out, and Wang Qian slapped the table angrily, "Isn't it obviously embarrassing, there are still title requirements for on-site poetry." Before the words fell, another voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Writing poems about plants, thanks to those old things, I don't believe they can write a poem in such a short time, they are all people who can only say it with their mouths pierced. ”

Originally, Wang Qian was the only one in the big office, but suddenly a voice came out from behind her, which startled her, and when she looked back, it turned out to be Li Manli.

Li Manli clasped her hands in front of her chest, a red-necked red dress set off her graceful figure even more concave, her red lips pursed lightly, and she looked disdainful, "They just know that it is impossible to produce high-quality poems in such a short time, so they came up with such a topic to make Han Mo ugly." If Han Mo doesn't know how to fight at all, why do they deliberately have a problem, Han Mo has to answer obediently. ”

"There's no way around it, if you don't fight, the people in the Writers' Association will make a big fuss and make trouble, and there may not be the name of the Royal Horse Knight in the future. Guo Tao suddenly stood next to Li Manli, his eyes fixed on the screen.

"Ah, you're not leaving. Wang Qian said in surprise.

Li Manli casually pulled a chair and sat down, without saying a word, staring at the screen, waiting for Han Mo to appear.

Guo Tao had a serious expression and stood behind them facing the computer.

After the topic came out, netizens began to say "unfair", "difficult topic", and "it is impossible for professional poets to do it". ”

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the screen, and two minutes had passed since Cheng Yang finished the question.

Han Mo saw the title, wrote a poem with a plant as the theme, there were many poems with plants as the title in the original world, but it was simply a description of a plant, and the name of the poem only included the name of this plant, his first reaction was a lyric poem written by the Russian poet Yesenin, this poem was also compiled into the primary school Chinese textbook, it can be said that it is a poem that even primary school students know, but this world has never appeared, it should be able to be used.

Han Mo's slender fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard.

People always feel that time flies a long time when they are waiting, so many netizens are staring at the screen together, and some people can't wait.

"It's not that the knight can't write it, why can't it come out? ”

"It's only been two minutes, big brother, it won't take you two minutes to go to the toilet, you have to type it out. ”

This poem is not long, and soon Han Mo typed out the whole content, probably glanced at it, checked it, and clicked send.

The message of the Knight of the Imperial Horse popped up on the computer screen.

"It's out, it's out. Wang Qian shouted loudly and hurriedly pulled the chair forward.

Li Manli also squeezed in front of the screen, her eyes moving in the direction of reading.

These three minutes are longer than the three months that Xiao Pang has experienced, holding the beer that has been opened in his hand, and he doesn't even dare to raise it up and take a sip, for fear of missing the content on the screen.

As soon as the poem popped up, he quickly hugged the computer and read it aloud.

"Birch

By my window,

There is a birch,

As if coated with silver cream,

Covered in snowflakes.

Shaggy branches,

The lace embroidered by the snow is chic,

Bunches of flowers bloom,

The white tassels are picturesque.

In the hazy silence,

Jade stands this white birch,

In the brilliant golden glow

Sparkling snowflakes.

The birch wandered around

The belated morning glow,

It heads to the snowy branches

Another layer of silver brilliance. ”

When he read the last word, Xiao Pang excitedly held the beer can and knocked it on the table a few times, and the beer inside was splashed everywhere.

The small poem is not long, but it describes the beauty of the birch from different angles, and the whole poem is presented in less than three minutes, except for the time of typing, the thinking process may not exceed two minutes.

There was silence on the Internet for a while, everyone was reading poetry, and there was no time to knock on the screen.

Suddenly, almost at the same time, comments from netizens instantly filled the entire screen.

"The Imperial Horse Knight God is also, in less than three minutes, the poem came out, and the quality is so high. ”

"Wrong, it's not three minutes, except for the typing time, our Brother Han may only take one minute to think, which is comparable to the ancients in seven steps into a poem. ”

"When I read this poem, it seems that the birch is right in front of me, and the snowflakes all over the body, the lace embroidered with snow, and the white tassels are so beautiful, so beautiful. ”

Meng Si didn't sit down since he turned on the computer to pay attention to the battle, he couldn't sit still, he walked in front of the computer with his coffee, glanced at the computer screen from time to time, and read the poem that Han Mo had just sent out at this moment.

"This stinky boy, how much potential does it need to be tapped. After speaking, he took a sip of coffee.

Peng Ye hugged the notebook and shouted, "Write it out, write it out." Begin to read aloud.

Zeng Ying and Xiaomei looked at each other, "Master Peng, calm, calm." ”

Before half past seven, Peng Ye took Xiaomei Zeng Ying to Shu Ya's house, saying that he wanted to watch the battle with her.

Shu Ya leaned on the sofa, looking very calm on the surface, in fact, she sweated for Han Mo just now, and at this moment, seeing that he really wrote a poem in such a short period of time, she was also happy in her heart, Shu Ya's eyes fell on the screen, and there was a shy smile on the corner of her mouth.

Reading Han Mo's poem, Cheng Yang gasped, he didn't expect Han Mo to really be able to compose poems on the spot, and it only took less than three minutes, the content of the poem fully met his requirements, he originally wanted to set Han Mo in the details, the topic is not a simple plant, the content is not specifically describing plants, these can become topics for him to talk about.

But Han Mo didn't give him this opportunity at all, "White Birch", every word is describing this plant, and the language is beautiful and vivid, vivid, and impeccable.

He was silent, he had no way to comment on this topic, except for praise, Cheng Yang also had nothing to say.

At this time, a private message suddenly popped up in the upper right corner of the screen, his eyebrows frowned, and he clicked on the small envelope, which turned out to be Tian Yadong.

"Don't panic, don't forget, there is also my second question, he wants to get the beginning, but he can't think of the end. ”

Cheng Yang smiled relaxedly in an instant, a hint of cunning flashed in the corner of his eyes, Tian Yadong didn't say it, he forgot it, no one said that there was only one question in this challenge, and there was obviously a second question.

Netizens have already swiped the screen to celebrate Han Mo's achievement, and their beating expressions are one after another.

Xiao Pang opened the second can of beer and poured it into his mouth, and the buddy was happy.

When everyone thought that the game ended with Han Mo's excellent performance, Tian Yadong, another representative of Cheng Yang's gang, suddenly issued a post, the content was very simple, only one sentence, but it surprised all netizens.

"The competition is not over, this challenge is set up a series of questions, the first question is a poem about a plant, the horse knight performed very well, but only half of the answer is right. ”

Everyone is not calm, ", half of the answer is right, what do you mean." ”

"How can there be such a big panting, what is the other half to say. ”

"It's not like the writers' association is trying to cheat. ”

Han Mo was also stunned when he looked at Tian Yadong, completely unprepared that they would come to such a move, but since he decided to challenge, he could only continue, and it was useless to fight. He casually typed two words, "Go on." ”

The Royal Horse Knight accepted the challenge, netizens were quiet, and Tian Yadong pouted evilly at the screen.

"Please use the plants described in the poem as the theme and make a song on the spot. ”