The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Zhang Ruolin was somewhat lucky in this life, as he met Xie Sicheng, his biological father. Of course, he knew nothing about it at first.

He had to say that compared to the master's son, he just said a few slogans and then brought a group of brothers to the colorful Shanghai, and then let them struggle to gain a foothold in this strange place.

Xie Sicheng was more like a qualified guide, and Zhang Ruolin respected and appreciated him from the bottom of his heart. It was at this time, after accepting his detailed and patient guidance, that Zhang Ruolin understood the purpose and significance of dancing in danger.

Most importantly, Xie Sicheng never thought there was anything wrong with Zhang Ruolin's desire to live a better life.

"Yes, we want to help more poor people, but that doesn't stop us from making our lives better first! Revolution doesn't forget life. Only when our lives are better can we make more contributions!"

Zhang Ruolin deeply agrees with this statement. Don't talk about patriotism or not. This is too important. He is just an ordinary citizen and doesn't have the ability to play a decisive role. But if possible, he doesn't mind making contributions to his country to the best of his ability.

"Uncle Xie, you know I'm from a theatre troupe, and my skills are average. Even if I can perform on stage, few people would want me! What else can I do if I don't pull a cart?"

A minute on stage is the result of ten years of hard work off stage. Singing has always been a matter of learning from childhood, and one must practice every day without losing the skills, otherwise the speed of regression will be terrifying.

Zhang Ruolin himself was not a gifted person, and he could no longer perform on stage after all these years. Moreover, pulling a cart was not only his means of making a living, but also a cover for him to help pass messages and watch people, so he could not give it up easily.

Even though Zhang Ruolin's fingers became stiff and he could no longer play any music, the days when he pretended to be a pianist in a western restaurant were his most glorious time.

Xie Sicheng introduced him to a young master from a very poor family. He paid fifty dollars to ask the young master to teach him how to play the piano. He didn't have to be proficient in it, as long as he could play a few songs to fool people.

It's really not that easy to learn to play the piano. Zhang Ruolin himself can't read or read music, and the black and white keys of the piano are almost the same in his eyes. However, this opportunity was bought with fifty dollars, so how could he be willing to waste it!

Every time Zhang Ruolin pulled his customers past the doors of those coffee shops, he would be filled with envy when he saw the well-dressed people sitting inside, leisurely drinking coffee and eating beautiful cakes. He longed to be one of them, instead of running around in the scorching sun and cold wind every day, bowing and nodding to earn a meager penny.

Zhang Ruolin still can't remember how he learned it. It didn't matter if he couldn't read or read music, he just memorized it, it was a song anyway, so it didn't matter if he couldn't play or recognize the keyboard and didn't have a lot of opportunities to practice, he could just practice by copying it.

In this way, Zhang Ruolin actually learned several songs and played them very skillfully. Maybe his level was just average in the eyes of insiders, but it was good enough to fool some pretentious people.

Even though so many years have passed and so many things have happened, Zhang Ruolin still remembers the feeling of spending money to take a bath the day before, sitting in the glorious hall playing the piano in decent clothes, and feeling euphoric.

The so-called superior people around him who used to look at him as if he were looking at the mud under their feet, at such a moment, occasionally looked up at him and their expressions really changed. At that moment, he, Zhang Ruolin, seemed to be a living flesh-and-blood person who knew dignity and shame.

This feeling is really wonderful~

But reality is reality, and Zhang Ruolin is just a lackey in a false shell. So, during that time, Zhang Ruolin began to seize every opportunity to practice and improve, no matter in which aspect.

His busy and purposeful life seemed to be going faster, but unfortunately he was not living in the stable and prosperous times of today. His country and everyone around him were in precarious situations.

Soon, his superiors assigned him a new intelligence agent and told him to take good care of him and let him do some non-dangerous work in the periphery.

Haha, what kind of young master or young lady is this? Are they looking for excitement in this kind of thing? If something goes wrong, this could really kill people, and a large number of people would be implicated and killed.

But even so, Zhang Ruolin could not disobey the order from above. To make matters worse, his bad mood was made worse by the fact that his identity as a pianist, which he had worked so hard to learn to play the piano, was in danger of being exposed.

It's so damn unlucky that I'm targeting someone else's good job that he or she has worked so hard to get.

Which is more important, money or life? Zhang Ruolin will never be as greedy as some people no matter how many years pass. He loves money, but if his life is in danger, he cares more about his own life. Perhaps it is this willingness to sacrifice that has enabled Zhang Ruolin to stay in Shanghai, which is becoming increasingly tense.

Zhang Ruolin still remembers the first time he saw Shen Wenjiao. Such a lively and bright girl without any gloom. It seemed that such a person should go to school happily with her schoolbag on her back every day and be surrounded by friends.

People like this should not and are not suitable to come into contact with dangerous people like them.

However, the girl is small but very capable. It is the first time that Zhang Ruolin has ever seen a girl with so many ideas. Oh, I forgot to mention that she is also a little naive and silly.

There are probably not many people who don't like this little girl. Zhang Ruolin had to say that he liked her a little at the time. But in the end, he met the most important woman in his life.

"Brother Zhang, if I want to get married, would you be willing to marry me~" When Zhang Ruolin heard what Miss Xu said, a gorgeous firework seemed to bloom in his heart.

"Of course I am willing. Miss Xu, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!" These words were somewhat flattering, but in fact they were also true. Zhang Ruolin just worked too hard in his daily life, so he looked a little anxious, but in fact he was still a young man in his late twenties. Zhang Ruolin himself didn't know exactly how old he was.

After all, he was sold to the troupe owner by human traffickers when he was very young.

"Well, come and marry me when you get back!"

Zhang Ruolin sensed the arrogance and disdain in Manni's words at the time, but he did not want to give up such an opportunity, and he really liked this woman who dared to love and hate and acted decisively.

It doesn't matter if it's big. There's an old saying that goes, if a woman is three years older than her husband, she'll hold a gold brick. He at least holds two valuable gold bricks.