Teacher Huang shook his head regretfully.

A diary is tantamount to one of the best ways to understand a person.

Because not only does this person face, but also his own inner activities.

It is the most true manifestation of a person.

Everyone wants to know more.

Unfortunately, like many modern people, Yue Fan abandoned the tool of diary when he grew to a certain stage.

He is the same as Chen Mengxi imagined.

He picked up something!

But at this time, what he picked up was not a sword.

But, the oar!

In the wardrobe, there is something besides the diary.

Of course, what is placed inside is not a real oar.

It's a painting.

Teacher Huang took out the scroll and shook it gently.

The scroll opens.

"Oh my God!"

Everyone opened their mouths, either silent or exclaimed.
Chapter completed!