Wild 1979: From Fishing and Hunting to Becoming a Literary Master

Chapter 71 Creative Direction

After carefully listening to Chen Tuo's description of the Blood Wolfhound, Xiao Kai led Zhang Taibao away from the educated youth settlement.

Since this involves forest rangers and animal protection, he must report it to the Forestry Bureau.

Regardless of whether Chen Tuo's novel can be published, he needs to report it.

The lingering power of the flood was still present, and Xiao Kai was no mere figurehead.

Not reporting matters that concern oneself or one's relatives is simply asking for trouble.

"Chen Tuo, logging destroys animals' habitats. How can you allow writing in forest areas?"

After Xiao Kai and Zhang Taibao left, Hong Ye also raised questions.

The forest rangers not only cut down trees, but also hunted deer and wild boars, leaving none alive.

If we're talking about the Songling area, the one that hunts the most animals and causes the most environmental damage is undoubtedly the Forestry Bureau.

"Hong Ye, what I wrote was not destruction, but protection. Although there is a cause and effect between the two, they can be unrelated when writing about them."

Chen Tuo's explanation is pure sophistry.

Since he conceived of the Blood Wolfhound, Blood Wolf Plain, and Wolf Totem series, he has made sustainable development his creative direction.

In this way, as times change and technology advances, works written in accordance with the general direction of sustainable development will become increasingly valuable.

If possible, he also wants to implement this creative direction in Songling, or even the entire Xinganling forest area and Beidahuang.

Having read most of the excellent works that have not yet been published, Chen Tuo does not consider it his core strength.

His core advantage lies in his foresight in witnessing the development of the times.

Only by writing down his core strengths, publishing them as works, and bringing them to fruition can we make the plagiarized works his own.

Similarly, this creative direction is also his core secret, and he would never reveal it to anyone.

"Chen Tuo, if we only focus on writing about it, won't the emotions be too thin?"

At this point, Hong Ye's extensive reading as a literary youth also became apparent.

While feigning illness may seem contrived, it aligns with the reading expectations of the vast majority of people.

"No! Protection stems from killing. Is there any emotion deeper than killing? Humans can kill, and so can animals..."

Chen Tuo would not only not reveal the core creative direction to Hong Ye, but he also did not want to reveal anything about the auxiliary creative direction.

A lot of articles from all over the world.

To put it simply, Chen Tuo considered Hulan River Chronicle from the 1940s and Ergun River Right Bank Chronicle from the 1990s to be novels of the same type.

Both of these novels are about the black soil beneath his feet.

In Chen Tuo's view, both novels lack a description of the boldness, fierceness, wildness, and cruelty of this black soil.

Extreme cold of minus forty or fifty degrees Celsius, packs of bears, tigers, wild boars, and wolves that kill and plunder, and humanoid beasts that have been ravaging the black soil since the late Qing Dynasty.

There is so much to write about on this black soil; if we only write about ignorance, backwardness, and desolation, where is the hope?

Hong Ye's reminder was not without reason. Thinking of this, Chen Tuo thought of his eight graves again.

Fu Gui's tragic life, brought to this point, should offer some hope.

If the audience wants to see a tragic story.

Write these tragedies on the traitors who associate with beasts, and on their descendants. No matter how tragic, it will absolve them of all doubt.

"Even for a hundred generations, it would be acceptable!"

Muttering something Hong Ye couldn't understand, Chen Tuo's eyes were full of unkind mockery.

Standing on the moral high ground, those public intellectuals, who want to speak for their masters, dare not act presumptuously and can only hide in the dark corners and bark wildly.

This idea alone sparked his creativity.

It's great to write about ignorance, misery, and everything that can and cannot be written about on these things, and it can also broaden the scope of creation!

With inspiration in mind, Chen Tuo stopped responding to Hong Ye and instead picked up his pen to quickly write down the flash of inspiration he had just had in his notebook.

"Hey! Chen Tuo, can your writing be published?"

Hong Ye glanced at Chen Tuo's somewhat chaotic inspiration and covered her cheeks. Could this be something that could be written into a novel?

"Under normal circumstances, that definitely wouldn't work, but what can you do when they're traitors! At this point, you should cover your eyes, not your face..."

As inspiration flowed more freely, Chen Tuo found another path besides "scar literature."

People want to see ignorance, boldness, and audacity. With this as a guiding direction for creative work, he can write about them just as well, and he can write them even more vividly.

"How could you be so mean?"

After covering his face as he read through Chen Tuo's chaotic and bold vocabulary, Hong Ye not only didn't cover his eyes, but also wanted to see what it would look like when written out.

"Want to see?"

"I want to see it!"

"I won't show you! But you can try it..."

Upon hearing that Chen Tuo wanted to use her for experiments, Hong Ye thought for a moment, then blushed and ran into the gatehouse.

Without Hong Ye's interference, Chen Tuo wrote more and more smoothly until Zhang Taibao's tractor interrupted his train of thought, and he reluctantly stopped writing.

Hong Ye, who had already added fuel to the campfire several times, saw that Chen Tuo's train of thought had been interrupted. She raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry at Zhang Taibao, who got out of the car and opened the door.

"I'm tired of writing, get me a cigarette..."

Shielding Zhang Taibao from the fat girl's scolding, Chen Tuo asked with a smile:

"Brother Zhang, it's not safe for you to drive a tractor with alcohol on you. Would you be willing to go back into the mountains as a forest ranger?"

Whether it's Zhang Dabao or Zhang Taibao, at first glance, this person seems like an honest, straightforward, and simple-minded man.

Despite the potential backlash from the Bloodhound, Chen Tuo wasn't bothered and decided to focus his creative efforts on this Zhang Erge.

"Chen, as long as I can get a wife, I'd be willing to be a forest ranger, or even a patrol dog!"

Although Zhang Taibao looks old, he is actually a young man of advanced age, only twenty-six years old.

The forest area was already desolate, and without a wife, this guy was really going crazy with boredom.

"Brother Zhang, it's not like you need to be a patrol dog, but once you've taken on this job, you have to do it well."

"Chen, as long as you have a wife, whatever you say goes!"

Seeing Zhang Taibao's anxious expression, Chen Tuo smiled reservedly and gave him a promise as well.

"Brother Zhang, I can't guarantee anything else, but I can guarantee the Forestry Bureau will send you a wife. Do you want someone hardworking and reliable, or someone good-looking?"

After hearing Chen Tuo's promise, Zhang Taibao, who was standing at the door, was caught in a dilemma.

Knowing that this guy was blinded by lust, Chen Tuo analyzed the pros and cons for him.

"Brother Zhang, a hardworking and reliable wife may not be beautiful, but she'll be able to live with you. A pretty one, on the other hand, probably won't stay long!"

I thought that after he analyzed the pros and cons, Zhang Taibao would choose someone reliable and hardworking, but to my surprise, this guy asked bluntly:

"Chen, if my beautiful wife runs away, will you be able to find me another one?"

Zhang Taibao's wit left Chen Tuo stunned for a while before he slowly nodded.

Looking at Zhang Taibao, who had an honest face but was quite quick-witted, Chen Tuo was inspired.

If I could really change wives, I might even be able to use the restless woman to write a sequel to Bloodhound.

"As long as you do your job as a forest ranger well, and truly become the Pine Ridge Dog King I spoke of, even if your wife runs away, she'll come back!"

With Chen Tuo's promise, Zhang Taibao answered readily.

"Okay then! I'll definitely choose the good-looking one..."