"Oh! Come on, Xiaofan, let's talk about Lao Ming." Uncle Wang said to Chu Fan.

"Do you understand the dean? Well, okay." Chu Fan said, recalling the memories of Dean and he was kind to him and what he did together... The more he thought about the dean and the more he missed the dean and wanted to go back to the wonderful time in the past. But, this could never go back. Alas! How many families have been broken up by nature? It's countless! This has implicated countless innocent people! Understanding the dean's death is a sad thing for Chu Fan.

"That person! Alas! Have you ever heard of Sanji people?" Uncle Wang asked.

"Sanji people. I have heard that they were the three heroes ten years ago. They were Qin Ji people, Hua Ji people, and Zhan Ji people. Unfortunately, they didn't know the real names of the two, but they only knew that Zhan Ji people were Yi Kutian, Qin and Zhao Ji people. "Chu Fan said frankly.

"Well! Sanji people are the most famous, Zhanji people, and they are also named King Zhan. Qin, Huaji people are extremely mysterious, and few people know their names." Uncle Wang looked at Chu Fan with a smile, "Huaji people are gentle and passionate about children, um." Uncle Wang smiled.

"Hmm? Could it be! The person who paints the gods understands the dean!" Chu Fan immediately thought of it and made his debut.

"Well! That's right, I'm the most beautiful person in the painting world. His painting skills are world-class..." Uncle Wang said, thinking about something in his mind. I guess he was with Dean Dong, so read his paintings.

"I understand Dean, his life..." Chu Fan said.

But before he finished speaking, Uncle Wang interrupted him and said, "He... well, let's start with when he was twenty-two years old! Back then, he had excellent painting skills and chose the path of painting. Back then, I and him were also classmates... Later, I always understood that painting skills became more and more powerful, and I didn't know how to meet Yi Kutian and the others."

"Twelve years later, the three of them reached world-class abilities in the three aspects of piano, chess and combat, and were named Sanji people."

"I always know how to draw, and I love it. He kept painting and painting, and his painting skills were improved unprecedentedly. He was organized by the World Painting Museum and joined in." Uncle Wang said.

"World Painting Gallery? That world's top painting organization?" Chu Fan was shocked! Even the United States was afraid of the World Painting Gallery.

"Well! That's it. Back then, Lao Dao was even more happy to join the World Painting Gallery! You know, the World Painting Gallery is a peak painting organization on the earth composed of several world's top painters for 2,300 years!"

"Old Dong was very happy in the World Painting Gallery, which was simply a paradise for painting! He also fell in love with children there. Back then, the World Painting Gallery also cultivated genius children to draw. After staying with children for a long time, he fell in love with those children."

"Later, because of some fate, Lao Dong chose to withdraw from the painting world. World painting museums will not be too difficult."

"After Lao Dong left the painting gallery, he came to Yuncheng. Because he loved children, he opened a welfare home. Just so happened that I opened this Lao Wang snack bar in Yuncheng as early as possible." Uncle Wang said.

"I have seen Dean Dong paint many times. He really likes painting. What is the reason why Dean Dong leaves the painting world?" Chu Fan asked Uncle Wang.

"Oh! That's not that you and I deserve to know. That person is extremely terrifying. You may be angry in your heart, but you don't understand it. A combatant is a sacred profession admired by thousands of people. A second-level peak or third-level combatant can have the opportunity to avenge the old master. Now you are not worthy of knowing it!" Uncle Wang said seriously.

"Oh! I understand. But I have another question, it's about the question of North and South China." Chu Fan said.

"Nanbeihua!" Uncle Wang said, thinking to himself: Nanbeihua, a young first-level combatant, a national-level painter, a standard young genius!

"I want to ask, Nanbeihua started to enter the World Painting Museum at the age of five and was accepted as a disciple by a master. But a year later, he worked hard, no! He was three or four times more diligent than before! This is not the point, the point is that his teacher, the master, seems to have something to do with Dean Dong. Moreover, I heard that that year, the Painting Jiren painted a famous painting - Yaohun Tu. Where did he follow, Nanbeihua was related to the Yaohun Tu by Dean Dong?" Chu Fan asked Uncle Wang.

"Oh! Well, yes! In the Yaohun picture, the person standing on the cloud is Nanbeihua. It should be a memorial to him. What's wrong?" Uncle Wang asked Chu Fan.

"It's nothing, I just think that Yaohun's picture is not simple. Uncle Wang, do you understand why the dean painted the North and North China in the dark clouds, and there was still thunder in the dark clouds, turning into a scratch? There is a cloud in the thunder scratches, and there is North and North China in the dark clouds. What does this mean?" Chu Fan looked at Uncle Wang with a smile and said in confusion. In this way, Chu Fan finished eating the noodles and then turned the chopsticks tribe.

"This... I'm sorry, Xiaofan, Lao Dong only told me that the person in this Yaohun picture was Nanbeihua."

Uncle Wang said.

"Don't you even know? Alas! Forget it, forgot..." Chu Fan shook his head and said regretfully. He was very interested in the meaning of Yaohun Picture, but unfortunately, even Uncle Wang didn't know it.

"By the way, about Lao Dao, do you know what Lao Dao doesn't teach painting? He loves painting so much, why don't he teach you what he loves the most?" Uncle Wang asked Chu Fan with a smile.

"Well... why?" Chu Fan asked. Chu Fan was also very curious about this. People who painted the most knowledgeable person understands that the dean was obsessed with painting all his life, but why didn't he teach Chu Fan? But one thing is that Chu Fan can be sure that the dean really likes Chu Fan, and that Chu Fan cannot be doubted.

"Haha, Lao Dong once tried to try to love painting. You love painting very much, but he didn't teach you. I also asked Lao Dong why he didn't teach, but he said, if he taught you, that person would be like letting him." Uncle Wang said.

"That person... well!" Chu Fan tried his best to suppress his anger and said.

"Haha, it's okay, I'll know how to draw you in many paintings." Wang Shuding opened his eyes and said gently.

"Oh! By the way, I'll give you this." Uncle Wang threw a card to Chu Fan and said.

After Chu Fan caught the card, he was very confused and asked: "Uncle Wang, this is..."

"That's right, this is exactly the money left to you by Lao Dong. You asked me to get it before, but now I've paid it back, the card number is xxxxxxxx." Uncle Wang said.

"But, this..." Chu Fan said.

"Haha, okay, this card has 1 billion, it's enough for you to spend a long time." Uncle Wang said.

"1 billion!" Chu Fan was shocked! 1 billion is equivalent to 1 million in the past three hundred years! How can Chu Fan not be shocked with so much money?

On New Year's Day, I wish you happiness here! If there are students among the readers, I wish you a smooth academic career! If there are long-term workers among the readers, I wish you a smooth work!

In addition, it’s New Year’s Day! Today I not only want to recommend and collect, but also ask for a special one! That’s investment! Investment doesn’t cost you a penny, but a point of coins! So please invest everyone!

Today I will collect and recommend tickets. If you invest more, you will update the second time.
Chapter completed!