Remington carefully placed the painting on the table and pointed at a corner of the canvas. “Here, you’re very skilled at drawing plants. Draw this part for me, and once I get Spencer to autograph it, this painting is complete. I’m going to display the works of The Three Art Musketeers of Avenport at the front row of the art exhibition for everyone’s viewing pleasure.”

 

“Haha! The Three Art Musketeers!” I could not help but laugh. “Have you been reading too many adventure stories, Remington? I didn’t expect you to think of this nickname. How cheesy.”

 

head proudly. “You should know that every man fantasizes about swashbuckling. I’m just projecting my swashbuckling dreams. I’m sure Spencer will

you’d better paint an iris that represents the fleur-de-lis from The Three Musketeers. It suits the whole picture, and

Remington to take it seriously and agree to it. “The Three

After that, I got out my own painting and placed it on the table. “It

whereas I loved modern oil paintings. If a painting with vibrant colors appeared in the midst of paintings with dark colors, it would either seem like I was trying to steal Remington’s spotlight, or I was trying to offend him. That

accommodate Remington’s preference, I pondered for a long while before I finally came up with this classical

 

me a thumbs-up and praised, “I knew I was right about you. When I first saw you at the National Youth Art Exhibition and Contest, I knew you weren’t a

Remington had been hailed as the most promising young artist in the nation’s art sector. The older, established artists would sing

yourself. Didn’t you notice how Christopher snorted when he heard your remark? It shows that I’m a

 

just being humble. It’s not like I can agree with whatever praises thrown at me. I might

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