What? Why does Zhang San, who has no emotional experience, make up so many heartbreaking stories?
Zhang San said, are you kidding me? And lamented, there are so many illogical people in this world.
It is said to be made up. Why do you need emotional experience? As if the scholar who wrote martial arts stories is a master at the peak of realm.
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Outside the room, Zhang San who was listening quietly showed a knowing smile.
These bandits are really going beyond expectations!
Sure enough, as long as these bandits feel that if they don't send Wang Xiaoer away, they may be killed by Wang Xiaoer at any time, it can maximize their potential in story telling!
After all, according to normal people's thinking, being able to endure poison once does not necessarily mean being able to endure it a second time.
What's more, the second time has come!
For example, Bandit A has just been poisoned by Wang Xiaoer for the second time.
Too brutal!
So Bandit A's story was naturally particularly hard-working, and it was vivid and eloquent. If the story of "marry me if you are handsome, or repay me in the next life if you are ugly" was not made up by Zhang San himself, Zhang San who was listening outside might even believe Bandit A.
Zhang San nodded outside the door, highly praised and comforted the bandits for their efforts, then sneaked away. Now he basically believed that these bandits should have no problem in brainwashing Wang Xiaoer.
Next, he just had to wait quietly for the fruits of victory.
Before leaving, Zhang San couldn't help sighing softly: "On one hand I can let Wang Xiaoer practice medicine, on the other hand I can brainwash Wang Xiaoer. I, Zhang San... am so f**king smart!"
Wise like me!
After a gratifying laugh in his heart, Zhang San left.
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Every night after that, Wang Xiaoer went to Zhang San's room to report today's medical treatment, so as not to show a bad face when something really happened.
Zhang San asked Wang Xiaoer.
Wang Xiaoer didn't say.
Zhang San didn't ask much.
Until a few more days passed, counting, master and disciple had stayed in the mountain fort for ten days.
That night, Wang Xiaoer came to Zhang San's room, said nothing, cried first...
After Zhang San 'caringly' comforted for a long time, Wang Xiaoer slowly told that these days, while treating them, these bandits had been telling Wang Xiaoer about their own real life, making Wang Xiaoer cry at one point and rage at another.
Although strangely, the core of each person's story had the shadow of a woman.
But Wang Xiaoer didn't care, after all a man's life always has the shadow of a woman, whether it's your mother, or your dream lover.
However, the story today was told by Bandit D, only this time it was not about his life, but a story about his hometown, Qinghe Town.
The protagonist of the story is Wu Dalang, whose wife is named Pan, with a playboy named Ximen in between.
You must know the story.
But Zhang San didn't know yet.
So Zhang San asked Wang Xiaoer carefully, why cry for a story, after all, this story... was not made up by him.
Zhang San was a little worried that the story made up by Bandit D might not conform to the central idea he mentioned that night, after all these bandits didn't seem to be very educated no matter how you look at them.
Wang Xiaoer retold the whole story to Zhang San, and then Zhang San's heart said...
Damn!
Although he said they could improvise freely, who would have thought these bandits actually had this level.
The level is off the charts!
With Wu Dalang, the leading steamed bun business, as the protagonist, his story is simply heartbreaking to hear, and heartbreaking to know about. After hearing this, who would dare to get married!
"What was this bandit called? He's simply a genius." Zhang San praised Bandit D in his heart.
Wang Xiaoer cried to Zhang San: "Master, you don't know, those bandits were too pitiful for being harmed by women, nine out of ten of them became bandits because they were harmed by women! I don't want to be a bandit anymore!"
Zhang San 'curiously' asked: "Xiao Er, don't be sad, isn't there still one left who wasn't harmed by women?"
Hearing this, Wang Xiaoer cried even more, saying: "Of the ten, the last one, although he wasn't harmed, it was his wife at home who looked down on him for earning too little from honest work, and forced him to become a bandit!"
Zhang San, whose acting skills had already reached the state of transformation, showed a look of shock at this moment, as if he didn't know at all that such things could happen in this world.
But in fact, the story of the last wife forcing her husband to become a bandit was also made up by Zhang San.
Seeking absurdity rather than reasonability!
After all, Wang Xiaoer, who had been ravaged by more than a dozen sad stories, Zhang San believed that being a little absurd with the last few stories, Wang Xiaoer probably wouldn't notice.
Seeing no flaw in Zhang San, Wang Xiaoer cried to Zhang San: "Master, I won't marry a wife in the future, women are too scary!"
Zhang San bragged to himself in his heart, and marveled that after all he was just a nine-year-old kid, although he wanted a wife, he didn't really understand anything between men and women. Beating him was useless, but scaring him a bit with a few bandits' mouths and washing his brain, he immediately gave up.
But do you think Zhang San just needs to smile back at Wang Xiaoer at this point?
No, you are still too young.
Of course, this is when you should press the advantage!
Zhang San frowned and said to the crying Wang Xiaoer: "Xiao Er, you can't say that. Didn't you say you want to marry a wife to help your mother do housework? It's not good to give up halfway."
Wang Xiaoer knelt immediately!
Hugging his master's thighs, he begged bitterly: "Master, don't! I don't want any! Just let Xiao Er stay with you for a lifetime!"
Zhang San sighed, and said, "Xiao Er, since you said so, I have to promise you, but Xiao Er, a man's word must not be broken!"
Wang Xiaoer quickly said, "I won't break my word, I won't break my word!"
Zhang San nodded with a smile.
Wang Xiaoer's gender concept remodeling is temporarily completed (please circle "temporarily").