In the eyes of Huang Shan, Wang Fan was arrogant when he was young and frivolous. Huang Shan believes that when Wang Fan is a little older and has more experience, his thoughts will definitely change.

In Wang Fan's own eyes, he is indeed like Mount Tai, and he will never fall. Because Wang Fan himself has another earth's culture in his head, the man of the earth.

On another earth, there are hundreds of millions of books. Good books, good verses are countless. It is also quite difficult for Wang Fan to transfer all the wonderful and beautiful novels on another earth to this world in his life.

……

Wang Fan asked President Huang Shan: "President Huang Shan, can I stay here and read the books of other members of the association." ”

"Look at it! This is the key to the door that every member of the Writers' Association has. You take care of it! After Huang Shan finished speaking, he took out a brand new key from his pocket and handed it to Wang Fan.

"OK, I'll take care of it." Wang Fan put the key in his pocket.

"I'll leave first if I have something, Wang Fan, when you leave, remember to close the door!" Huang Shan waved his hand at Wang Fan.

"Yes!"

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Wang Fan stayed on the sixth floor of this office building, where the city's writers' association was located, and looked at a few books on the shelves.

One book after another was flipped through by Wang Fan. After flipping through a few books with relatively small contents, Wang Fan admitted that the books on the shelves were indeed very wonderful books.

After putting a few books back on the shelves, Wang Fan found a stack of newspapers on top of the shelves. Wang Fan stretched out his hand to open the newspaper and took a look, and when he looked at it, he found that this newspaper was, a cooperative newspaper.

It is not a national newspaper, but a local newspaper that is only published in the city.

To put it simply, this is the city report.

Wang Fan took the Municipal Writers' Association Newspaper and secretly thought in his heart that he didn't know if the works in the Municipal Writers' Association could be comparable to the wonderful works on the National Writers' Association.

With hope in his heart, Wang Fan watched the report of the city's association.

It took five minutes to browse the first article on the Municipal Writers Association Newspaper, and after reading the first article, Wang Fan didn't think it was exciting, but felt that this article was very bland.

The second article, the third article, and one article after another in the Writers' Association were read by Wang Fan. After reading them all, Wang Fan's brows furrowed.

After reading all the articles of the Municipal Writers' Association, Wang Fan felt that the Municipal Writers' Association Newspaper was very bad. Because all that is serialized above is an article with empty content.

Chicken Soup for the Soul type of articles with empty content.

The newspapers are full of empty chicken soup for the soul articles, and the content of these chicken soup articles is all for the better. But the content is unfocused, and it doesn't carefully write out exactly how it should lead people to the right path.

These articles are all big talk, and none of them write anything of practical significance. After reading these articles, Wang Fan only felt that the above content was nonsense.

If one of the articles serialized in the Writers' Association Newspaper was carefully written and how to improve it in order to be able to get on the right path, Wang Fan would not feel that the Municipal Writers' Association Newspaper was already rotten.

This kind of article full of chicken soup for the soul, serialized in the newspaper, is deceiving and harming people! Wang Fan thought so and clenched his fists tightly.

At this moment, Wang Fan already has the idea of criticizing the empty content of criticism and fighting, which is completely nonsense chicken soup for the soul.

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After putting the books back on the shelves, Wang Fan locked the door of the writers' association, and then left the office building and returned home as a bus.

After returning home, Wang Fan sent the Mulan poem he wrote in the Writers' Association Competition to Wei. Bo Shang.

Chirp and chirp, Mulan is a household weaving......

A complete Mulan poem, sent to the micro. After the blog, many book friends who paid attention to Wang Fan immediately discovered Wang Fan's new micro. Wide.

Looking at Wang Fan's new hair. Bo, those book friends who pay attention to Wang Fan**, expressed very, very excited.

"Finally see a new ancient poem."

"It means that it has been many, many days since the release of the last ancient poem, and it should not be said that it has been a few months."

"Tianfan products must be high-quality products, and they are worth seeing."

"My big knife is already unbearable, so let me take a look at Tianfanda's Mulan poem, which has and style."

"Ancient poems in the lifetime series! Tianfan Da I waited for your ancient poems, I waited for a long time, don't say so much, read it directly, read it in the comments. ”

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A large number of book friends clicked on Wang Fan's micro. Newly published ancient poems on the blog.

In less than five minutes after it was posted, there were already five hundred hits.

It is impossible to have repeated clicks in just five minutes, so the fact is that in less than five minutes, Wang Fan's micro. Bo, has attracted nearly 500 book friends, click on WeChat. Bo went to watch Wang Fan's new ** message.

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Hundreds of book friends, when they first started watching Mulan's poems, felt that Tianfanda's poem was very strange, and actually used girls as the first perspective.

However, when he saw the plane going to Rong, Guan Shandu was flying. Shuoqi spreads gold analysis, and the cold light shines on the iron coat. The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years. When I was here, book friends couldn't help but admire the girl in this poem, Mulan.

As a woman, being able to fight the enemy on the battlefield for ten years without dying is definitely a symbol of strength.

The book friends continued to read, and when they saw the last two paragraphs, the book friends laughed and laughed happily.

When the grandmother heard that the girl was coming, she went out to help Guo Xiang; When my sister heard that her sister came, she took care of her red makeup; When the younger brother heard that his sister was coming, he sharpened his knife and went to the pigs and sheep. Open the door of my East Pavilion, sit on my West Pavilion bed, take off my wartime robe, wear my old clothes, when the window is cloudy and sideburns, and the mirror is yellow. went out to see the fire companion, and the fire companion was busy: I have been with me for 12 years, but I don't know that Mulan is a girl.

The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurred. The double rabbit walks on the ground, and Ann can tell that I am male and female.

"Mulan is really 6, she has been with her for twelve years, and no partner can recognize her as a woman!"

"The battle has been fought for twelve years, and there have been more than 4,000 nights in twelve years, and there have been no accidents in these more than 4,000 nights, and no one has seen through that Mulan is a woman when they are taking a bath, and this setting is 66666 (strong)."

"Mulan poem, the last paragraph is quite well written, the male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurred. The double rabbit walks on the ground, and Ann can tell that I am male and female. Haha, no one can recognize Mulan as a woman, 2333333 (laughs). ”

"A few people upstairs, I don't know if you have noticed, Tianfanda's poem is a war poem, but !! war poem"