535. 523. Reasoning Brains (4/5)

Chapter 535 523. Reasoning Brains (45)

The ranch finally quieted down, and Wang Bo asked the cowboys to count the losses.

What made him speechless was that he thought that the Bull Demon King who broke his leg or fell disabled was fine at all. This guy is really too thick and rough. He flew out and fell just now, but he probably suffered a concussion or something. The anesthetic was working then, so I couldn't get up.

In short, when I finally went to check on the Bull Demon King, the big cow was still very healthy.

Wang Bo led it out. When the Bull Demon King left the pasture, he was very unwilling and turned his head to drag the rope to escape.

The strong queen and Xiao Wang immediately opened their mouths and bit the meat on its body, especially Xiao Wang, who ate it down with one bite, and the Bull Demon King screamed and fell to his knees in pain.

Wang Bo took it out of the pasture, re-administered anesthesia to bring it down, then pierced a hole between its nose and put a copper ring on it.

The Bull Demon King's resistance was terribly strong. As soon as he put on the copper ring, he woke up shaking his head.

Lao Wang slapped it hard on the head and said, "Hey, fat pig flow? How does it feel with the ring on the nose?"

With this copper ring, it is equivalent to having a magic spell to control the Bull Demon King. A rein was tied to the copper ring, and the other end was tied to a willow tree. up.

Old Wang slapped it on the head again: "Aren't you awesome? Come on, if you want to drag this tree out for me, or if you are so cruel, break your nose, come on!"

The Bull Demon King looked eagerly at the pasture not far away, raised his head and mooed twice, his voice was hoarse and he had no fighting spirit.

A generation of kings, the end of the road!

Wang Bo continued to pat it on the head: "Are you still wronged? Are you still called? Mad, if it weren't for your good seed, now you have joined the luxury dinner barbecue set series in Sunset Town, understand?"

The Bull Demon King stopped barking and lay down on the ground dejectedly. I compromised with my fate.

The ranch began to carry out zoned breeding. Peterson and Cousins ​​took the lead to find an engineering team to start construction on the ranch. It was necessary to build a breeding cattle area and a cow area, and other cattle and sheep could be grazed.

When Wang Bo was about to go back, the little girl took out her mobile phone and showed him: "Teacher, I took a lot of photos and videos, do you want to post them online?"

I took the phone and looked at it. The video was recorded when they came to the ranch. A group of cows chased a dog, a dog chased a cow, and a cow chased a group of white yaks...

Judging from the video, the tragic atmosphere can still make people feel deeply. Once the herd goes crazy, it is simply terrible.

But it quieted down quickly. Now that the ranch has returned to calm, it is estimated that the heart of the ranch has played a soothing role. The chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep and deer seem to have forgotten the terrible scene before, and they will stay quietly in their own territory.

Several buffaloes were standing on the land with their front legs still in the water, their back legs were still in the water. They showed their strong forequarters and blinked their eyes. These guys wanted to go ashore to find pasture, but they were frightened.

Wang Bo took another video and photo of the buffalo, and then posted them on the official Weibo, official INS and official Twitter of Sunset Town.

Back in the office, he put down his chair and lay down to rest. When he was about to leave work, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

He adjusted his sitting posture and said please come in, and then an unexpected face appeared, the small town writer Hill.

Hill waved his hand and asked, "Mr. Mayor, didn't I bother you?"

Wang Bo motioned him to sit down, and said, "No, what can you do for me?"

Hill carried his husky named Rachel with him, and when this bastard came in, he stared at Wang Bo with straight eyes, making the latter think there was something on his face.

Mr. Writer tied the husky to the door, and then said with a dry smile: "This is the mayor, didn't you say that you can talk to me about literature? You said you have some novel ideas that you can discuss with me."

"Oh!" Wang Bo remembered that the two had communicated on the garage sale day. He really liked exchanging literature and novels. After all, he was also a cultural person from a college.

Taking out two bottles of lemonade, he handed one to Hill and drank it himself. He sat on the table and said, "What kind of things do you usually write?"

"Fantasy, um, adventure, and occasionally urban stories like crime solving," says Hill.

'Ka Ka Ka', a burst of noise sounded.

Hill said without looking back, "Rachel, don't chew on the door, this is not our door!"

Husky let go of the wooden door, tilted his head to look at the two of them, and lay down on the ground bored.

Wang Bo saw the clear tooth marks on the wooden door, and immediately felt a pain in the ass, damn it, it will be replaced with an iron door in the future.

Hearing these stories from him, several thoughts appeared in Wang Bo's mind. He said, "Is it a fantasy story? The Lord of the Rings kind? A Song of Ice and Fire, right? This kind of story is not easy to write. It needs to create a huge story. world, adventure and urban stories, I suggest you write these two first."

If literature is to succeed, it needs the support of the market. The reading market in New Zealand is too small, with a population of only 4 million.

In this way, after excluding children and teenagers who don’t like reading, there are 3 million people left, and those who can’t read English, there are only 2.5 million people left. There are only tens of thousands left.

So, after analyzing it, Wang Bo said: "You have to write novels about crime and solving crimes, and follow the route of film and television adaptation. Only in this way can you make money."

Hill said distressedly: "I do have some stories in this genre, but it is difficult to support a TV series, it is too much a test of thinking..."

Wang Bo happened to be analyzing some cases in New Zealand recently, which can indeed give him a lot of advice. He turned the computer screen over and said, "Look at these cases. There are so many unsolved cases in New Zealand in the past ten years. Let's start with them." , you don’t need to make it up!”

"I had this idea, aren't New Zealanders very nostalgic? You could write a story where a little policeman in the modern day gets a notebook and he writes his case analysis in it and someone adds it. And sometimes, There will also be records of some cases in the notebook, and the person who recorded these cases was a policeman ten years ago..."

"In other words, through this notebook, a modern policeman can communicate with a policeman ten years ago. Using this time difference, let the little policeman guide this policeman to solve the case..."

Hearing his idea, Hill's eyes lit up, and he stood up suddenly and said: "Good idea, good idea, this idea is great! I thought of it, damn it, I thought of a better idea, if How about setting the policeman ten years ago as his brother? The brother who was a policeman suddenly disappeared, people thought he was absconding, and the protagonist became a policeman because of this..."