"Excuse me, what is the theme of the verse?" Wang Fan sat on the chair, raised his head and looked at the four judges on the judges' bench and asked.

"The theme is war." Professor Hua looked at Wang Fan, who was sitting in the seat holding a pen, and showed a kind smile.

War? This theme! Wang Fan held the pen in his right hand and held it in the void, refusing to put down the pen for a long time. With his left hand, he stroked his chin and pondered.

Wang Fan kept thinking about what poems to write in order to win this game.

After searching the literary system in my mind, I found many poems that described war.

From the military march, Chunwang, Liangzhou words, these poems describing the war appeared in Wang Fan's mind.

Wang Fan looked down at the blank paper and thought for a long time, but in the end he still didn't use the above poems as poems to participate in this writers' association competition. Wang Fan is going to use the Mulan poem, a poem describing the heroine of Mulan, as a poem to participate in this competition.

Wang Fan clearly knows that in this world, there has never been a poem describing a woman going to the battlefield on this earth. If he had created Mulan poems by himself, it would have brought shock and horror to people at that time.

Wang Fan believed that the Mulan poem he made would be admired by the president and Professor Hua on the judges' seat.

As long as the president and Professor Hua are admired, even if the other two judges, the two vice presidents of the writers' association do not want Wang Fan to win this competition, and they have to praise Wang Fan against their will.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan immediately started writing. Wrote down the title, Mulan poem. Then began to write the content of Mulan's poems.

In the world, the content of the first poem describing a woman going to the battlefield slowly appeared in Wang Fan's pen.

Chirp and chirp, Mulan is a household weaving. I didn't hear the sound of the machine, but I heard the woman sigh.

Ask the woman what she thinks, and ask the woman what she remembers. Women don't think about anything, and women don't remember. Last night, I saw the military post, the Khan ordered a large number of soldiers, and the military book was in twelve volumes, and the scrolls had the name of the master. Grandpa has no eldest son, Mulan has no eldest brother, and he is willing to be a saddle horse for the city, and from now on he will fight for his grandfather.

Buy horses in the east market, saddle sheath in the west market, bridle in the south market, and long whip in the north market. When I leave my grandmother and go, I stay by the Yellow River at dusk, and I don't hear the voice of my grandmother calling her daughter, but I hear the splashing of the Yellow River. As soon as he left the Yellow River, he went to the head of the Black Mountain at dusk, and he didn't hear the voice of his grandmother calling the girl, but he heard the chirping of Yanshan Hu Qi.

Thousands of miles to the plane, Guan Shan is like flying. Shuoqi spreads the golden watch, 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 returned to see the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven sat in the Ming Hall. Twelve turns, rewards hundreds of strong. Khan asked what he wanted, and Mulan didn't need Shang Shulang. I am willing to travel thousands of miles and send my son back to his hometown.

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 feet of the male rabbit are fluttering, and the eyes of the female rabbit are blurred; Twin rabbits walk on the ground, can Ann tell that I am male and female?

After writing the last sentence An can distinguish that I am a male and female, a smile appeared on the corner of Wang Fan's mouth, and his eyes swept around, but he found that the members of the Writers' Association who were sitting around were now looking at him curiously.

In the eyes of many writers' association members, Wang Fan noticed that the eyes of these writers' association members were full of doubts and confusion. They don't seem to believe that Wang Fan has literary talent to enter this competition venue, nor do they believe that love can make good poems in Wang Fan's procedures.

Now the members of the Writers' Association have not recognized Wang Fan's true identity.

The members of the Writers' Association know that Wang Fan's author's name is Tianfan, but they are still quite indifferent to Tianfan's real name Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked at the members of the association around him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this smile seemed to say, you will be able to know who I am later!

……

The alarm clock placed on the basketball court suddenly rang a bell, which made everyone understand that now that the game was over, it was time for the judges to review it.

All the members of the Writers' Association got up and picked up the verses they had just written and handed them over to the four members of the jury. When Wang Fan handed in the Mulan poems and verses paper in his hand, he clearly perceived the malice from the two vice presidents.

Feeling the deep malice coming from the two vice presidents, Wang Fan's face remained unchanged, and he sneered in his heart and thought, do you want to embarrass me in the verse review? Hehe, this is impossible, Mulan poems are poems that have been passed down through the ages on another earth, and I believe that this poem, after it appears in my hands, will definitely become a classic.

Wang Fan handed the paper in his hand to Professor Hua and asked Professor Hua to be the first person to read Mulan's poems.

After handing it over to Professor Hua, Wang Fan, like other members of the Writers' Association, returned to their original seats and waited quietly for the judges of the four jury seats to make their evaluation.

One poem after another was read by Professor Hua, President Huang Shan, and the two vice presidents.

The content of the verses is impetuous.

The content of the poem does not match before and after.

The content of the verse does not rhyme at all.

In addition to these poorly written poetry evaluations, there are also some well-written poetry evaluations.

The poems are full of content and have a sense of substance.

The content of the verse is not impetuous, it is very rhyming.

The content of the poem, yes, is a good poem!

……

After evaluating more than a dozen verses, Professor Hua rubbed his brows, calmed down, and began to read the next verse. However, the next verse is Wang Fan's verse.

At first glance, after seeing that the poet was Wang Fan, Professor Hua was shocked and began to look at the poems made by Wang Fan.

Chirp and chirp, Mulan is a household weaving. I didn't hear the sound of the machine, but I heard the woman sigh. Ask the woman what she thinks, and ask the woman what she remembers. Women don't think about anything, and women don't remember. Last night, I saw the military post, the Khan ordered a large number of soldiers, and the military book was in twelve volumes, and the scrolls had the name of the master. Grandpa has no eldest son, Mulan has no eldest brother, and he is willing to be a saddle horse for the city, and from now on he will fight for his grandfather.

After reading the first paragraph, Professor Hua found that in this poem, a man is not used as the protagonist, but a girl named Mulan.

Professor Hua has read a lot of poems where the protagonist is a woman, but this time the poem "theme" shows that it is about war. In the war poems, it is described from the first perspective with a woman as the protagonist, and Professor Hua has never seen it.

With curiosity, Professor Hua looked down.

Seeing this, Professor Hua was closely attracted by the content of the poem Mulan.