Sir, Please Tell Me the Last Interesting Article

Qin Zhi thought about what he had learned throughout his life and immediately slapped his head. "Yes, it turns out that in this world, I am just an ordinary storyteller." But what if this storyteller can turn other people's "belief" into power, and turn decay into magic just by telling stories? Students who don't know the secrets go up and down the mountain, and gentlemen with great ambitions travel to and from the capital, dreaming of living a good life through storytelling all the time. However, after leaving those magnificent and mysterious online articles, how many stories are there to tell in this life, and how many emotions are there to compose a mortal song? The young storyteller may have known that, but he just smiled and walked into the teahouse, stood upright behind a few cases, gently shook his folding fan, and drawled his voice in front of everyone's gaze—— "Today, I'm going to tell you a cool story——"