Chapter 122

As soon as the topic came out, netizens were not calm and left messages one after another.

Although the challenge issued by the writers' Association was only a private challenge, its awareness on the Internet was no less than that of a confrontation program publicized in the early stage. After Cheng Yang's sentence of "refusing to fight", wechat, forums and major websites began to be publicized spontaneously by netizens.

At the moment, behind the computer screen, there are many supporters unknown to Han Mo, who are silently paying attention to this challenge.

Wang Xi just finished her shift and didn't hurry home. She stayed at the space-time forum. At first, Han Mo didn't appear. Everyone said he wouldn't come back and worried her. Later, she saw the Royal Horse Knight's account sign in. Wang Xi was not too happy.

Now the title came out, and Wang Qian patted the table angrily. "It's not obviously difficult. There are still Title Requirements for on-site poetry." The voice was still falling, and suddenly another voice sounded behind him.

"I can't believe they can write a poem in such a short time. They are people who can only talk with their mouths pierced."

Wang Qian was the only one in the big office. Suddenly, a voice came out behind her, which startled her. Looking back, it turned out to be Li Manli.

Li Manli put her hands around her chest. A red dress set off her graceful figure more concave and convex. Her bright red lips pursed gently and disdained her face. "They just know that it is impossible to make high-quality poetry in such a short time, so they have such a problem and make Han Mo look ugly. If Han Mo can't fight at all, why should they deliberately make problems, Han Mo should answer obediently. "

"There's no way. If you don't fight, the writers of the association will make a big fuss and make things worse. Maybe there won't be the name of horse riding knight in the future." Guo Tao suddenly stood next to Li Manli and stared at the screen.

"Ah, you haven't left." Wang Qian said in surprise.

Li Manli took a chair and sat down without saying a word. She kept staring at the screen and waiting for Han Mo to appear.

Guo Tao looked serious and stood behind them facing the computer.

After the title came out, netizens began to say "unfair", "difficult" and "professional poets can't do it."

Countless pairs of eyes are staring at the screen. At this time, two minutes have passed since Cheng Yang finished the problem.

When Han Mo saw the topic, he wrote a poem on the topic of plants. In the original world, there were many poems on the topic of plants, but they only described a plant, and the name of the plant was included in the poem. His first reaction was a lyric poem written by the Russian poet Ye saining. This poem was also compiled into the primary school Chinese textbook, which can be said to be a poem that even primary school students know, But the world has never appeared. It should be used.

Han Mo's slender fingers hit the keyboard quickly.

When people are waiting, they always feel that time has passed very long. So many netizens stare at the screen together, and some people can't wait.

"Isn't it that the horseman can't write it? Why not?"

"It's only two minutes, brother. It's not only two minutes for you to go to the bathroom. You have to type it out if you want to."

This poem is not long. Soon Han Mo typed out the whole content, probably scanned his eyes, checked it, and click send.

The news of the horseman suddenly bounced to the computer screen.

"Come out, come out." Wang Qian shouted loudly and hurriedly pulled the chair forward.

Li Manli also crowded in front of the screen and her eyes moved in the direction of reading.

These three minutes are longer than Xiao Pang's three months. He holds the opened beer in his hand and dare not even lift it up for a drink, for fear of missing the content on the screen.

As soon as the poem came out, he quickly read it aloud with the computer in his arms.

"White birch

By my window,

There is a birch,

As if coated with silver cream,

Covered with snowflakes.

Hairy branches,

Snow embroidered lace is natural and unrestrained,

Clusters of flowers and ears bloom together,

White tassels are picturesque.

In the hazy silence,

The white birch stands on the jade tree,

In the golden glow

Glittering snowflakes.

White birches roamed around

The late dawn,

It to the snowy branches

Another layer of silver luster. "

When reading the last word, Xiao Pang excitedly held the beer can and knocked violently on the table. The beer splashed everywhere.

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

The Internet was quiet for a while. Everyone was reading poetry and had no time to tap the screen.

Suddenly, almost at the same time, netizens' comments instantly filled the whole screen.

"The horse riding knight, God and man, came out in less than three minutes, and the quality is so high."

"No, it's not three minutes. Apart from typing time, brother Han may only think in one minute, which is comparable to the ancient seven steps into a poem."

"After reading this poem, it seems as if the white birch is right in front of you. The snowflakes, snow embroidered lace and white tassels are so beautiful, so beautiful."

Meng Si started from turning on the computer to pay attention to the challenge. He didn't sit down. He couldn't sit still. He walked in front of the computer with coffee. He glanced at the computer screen from time to time. At the moment, he read the poem just issued by Han mo.

"How much potential does this smelly boy have to dig out?" Then he took a sip of coffee.

Peng Ye held his notebook and shouted, "write it out, write it out." Start reading aloud.

Zeng Ying and Xiaomei looked at each other, "master Peng, calm down, calm down."

Less than 7:30, Peng ye took Xiaomei Zeng Ying to Shuya's house and said he wanted to watch the war with her.

Shu Ya leaned on the sofa and looked very calm on the surface. In fact, she had just squeezed a sweat for Han mo. at the moment, she was happy to see that he really wrote a poem in such a short time. Shu Ya Youmei's eyes fell on the screen and a shy smile hung around her mouth.

After reading Han Mo's poetry, Cheng Yang took a breath. He didn't expect that Han Mo could really write poetry on site, and it took less than three minutes. The content of the poem fully met his requirements. He originally wanted to follow Han Mo's routine in details. The topic was not simple plants, and the content was not specifically describing plants. These can become the topics he used to talk about.

But Han Mo didn't give him the chance at all. The white birch was describing the plant word by word, and the language was beautiful, vivid and vivid. It was impeccable.

He was silent. He couldn't comment on this topic. Cheng Yang had nothing to say except praise.

At this time, a private letter suddenly popped up at the top right of the screen. He frowned and opened the small envelope. It turned out to be Tian Yadong.

"Don't panic, don't forget, and my second question. He wants the beginning, but he can't think of the end."

Cheng Yang relaxed and smiled in an instant. There was a trace of cunning in the corners of his eyes. Tian Yadong didn't say it. He forgot. No one said that there was only one question in this challenge. Obviously, there was a second question.

Netizens have brushed the screen to celebrate Han Mo's victory, with beating expressions one after another.

Xiao Pang opened the second can of beer and poured it into his mouth. Man is happy.

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

"The game is not over. The challenge is a series of questions. The first question is a poem about a plant. The horseman performed very well, but only half of the answers were right."

We are not calm, "lying in the trough, half right, what do you mean."

"There's no such a big gasp. Tell me what the other half is."

"It's not that the writers' Association wants to cheat."

Han Mo was stunned when he looked at Tian Yadong. He was completely unprepared that they would come. However, since he decided to challenge, he had to continue. It was no use fighting. He casually typed two words, "continue."

The horse riding Knight continued to accept the challenge. The netizens were quiet. Tian Yadong glanced at the screen.

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