Luochen

A young man sat listlessly in the car. His face, sharp as a blade, looked pale, but there was an unconquerable spirit shining through his eyes, hinting at extraordinary fortitude.,That kind of blow was too much for him, leaving Luo Chen disheartened. Finally, one night, Luo Chen came to the peak of Mount Tai and jumped off.,And just by looking at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a fake. This old man was being incredibly careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had received an authentic masterpiece.。