Chapter 29 Dementary School Level

myrone had also been Dramipre

work, “Survite Detreat. It was a bit hosty to creata to bis Perret. The so called bummer Petient was pint a big katermelon that Orendpa had drwn. If you thokad elver, there were a few more watermelon seeds on the abonar a tle piece had been bitten aft

Havn, she was the are who bill a piece of it because she was buty and left after taking only one bite

Grandre suddenly had the ides to turn it into a painting and who knew he would win the gold medal for it.

Cheyenne thou to herself that the painting was indeed nothing much

Malaya til smiled warmly and said, “Oh my goodness, Mr. Edwards, you’re really modest. Your paintings are all masterpieces”

Grandpa smiled but didn’t say anything as he waited for her next words.

Sure enough that woman mentioned Nora with pride written all over her face as she said, “Mr. Edwards, my little daughter has been studying painting for over ten years now. She has always admired you and finally gets to meet you today.”

Why don’t you take some time out of your schedule to see how good her painting skills are?”

“She just won a youth art award last week and is planning on participating in a national college student painting competition next month.”

At Malaya spoke, she gestured for Nora to go and retrieve the artwork herself. Sean, who had been lacking in energy until now, perked up slightly with a twitch of his lips.

“Mom, my sister and Cheyenne’s grandfather aren’t painting the same kind of painting. How can he give advice?” The boy was blunt, showing no manners by referring to Layne as “Cheyenne’s grandfather“.

Layne thought he was so much older than Sean himself, so it would have been appropriate for him to be addressed as “old Mr. Edwards“. Malaya probably favored her son over her daughter, which is why her son was so impertinent.

Fortunately, Layne returned home in time and secretly trained his granddaughter, otherwise, she might have become a useless spoiled lady just like Malaya expected.

Caught off guard by her own son’s interruption, Malaya felt both embarrassed and annoyed as she glared at him.

What do you know? You’re just a kid!” She scolded angrily.

Sean still felt dissatisfied and muttered under his breath. I told the truth!”

Furthermore, he heard the conversation between his mom and sister just now. They were trying to curry favor with Cheyenne’s grandfather in order to gain access into the Royal Academy of Arts abroad.

He just felt they were so naive. He knew well Cheyenne was a selfish and vicious woman who had been jealous of Nora’s excellence since childhood, so there was no way that Cheyenne’s grandfather would help.

Besides, Nora could have gotten into a good school on her own merit. Their mother’s intervention was unnecessary.

Cheyenne caught his reaction and cursed under her breath, “Idiot!”

After a while, Nora finally came down.

After some deliberation upstairs, she finally found her favorite and proudest painting.

It was a Western–style portrait oil painting.

It looked somewhat like an 18th–century style, and the young girl depicted was herself.

banquet, wearing a gorgeous strapless long

her were also well–dressed and were dancing, portraying a scene of luxury and extravagance at

pushed Nora towards Layne. “You’re here! Show your grandpa your painting… Isn’t this the one that won an award last week?” George was proud

be helpless and said; “Didn’t you

Mr. Edwards smiled faintly, put down his cutlery, and looked at the

and don’t have a big appetite. Just looking at a

sat upright, looking at

one glance, she withdrew her gaze, thinking, ‘She has the courage to show off such

moment and politely praised first. “It’s pretty good. The colors are accurate and saturated. The lines are smooth, and the

masters praised it, making Malaya even

so he explained hurriedly, “Well,

drawing is too boring for Cheyenne, so she came

Nora has good patience; she persisted

his mistress’s daughter and depreciated herself.

there because the teacher was incapable to teach me,” she said

tone.

just heard a joke. Nora, being the lady she is, kept her thoughts to herself and silently

on the other hand, never held back his opinions and said what

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29. Elementary

really know how to

twenty years older than you. How dare you say that she couldn’t teach you anything?

but feel more disgusted with the Lawrence family after seeing Sean mocking Cheyenne in front of himself. He wondered how much

to lecture Cheyenne

don’t like that teacher and always cause trouble in class. But remember, she is still your teacher and deserves respect from

an image of Cheyenne as someone who lacked respect for authority figures and was

better than

continued to belittle Cheyenne, Layne couldn’t help but laugh

her seat and walked over. Resting

Reece, Are

silent as everyone held their breathe. Malaya’s smile from on her face as the realized just how foolish Cheyenne could

level? I remember when you drew a watermelon that looked like a plate!

as

her delicate chin, hitting the nail on the head with every word. First of all, your visual center is off. The general visual center should be “wo

you occupy the

want to highlight yourself as the protagonist of this banquet, so you went out of

lighting is paramount in portraiture! You only focus on color itself but neglect texture

only stays at an imitative stage; that’s why I

had also told her these words before. However, she could never grasp what he

Cheyenne knows art!

thought flashed through Nora’s mind. She felt a bit unwilling but then thought that understanding art doesn’t necessarily mean having exceptional

Right!

in this ignorant sister’s room. How can

and pointed rudely at Cheyenne. “Don’t think we’ll believe whatever nonsense you spout. My sister won an award for this piece! Go ahead and join the competition if you have what it takes. Bring back

both knew that it was

one prize? Fine, I’ll do it. But on one

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