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Chapter 41: Abstract Painting Method

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The oil painting teacher was an old man with a strange temper. When he entered the door and saw the polite student smiling at him, he immediately pushed his glasses and asked with a frown, “Noelle, why didn’t you greet me?”

Nicole quickly stood up and bowed toward the oil painting teacher. Immediately, she said loudly, “Good morning, sir!”

After receiving the greeting, the oil painting teacher nodded in satisfaction. He walked to the window, erected the drawing board and materials, and gestured for the little boy to sit down. “I have to attend an auction at noon, so let’s end class early today.”

Nicole imitated him and set up the oil painting tools. Right after, she stuck out her head and asked curiously, “Sir, my dad paid you for a morning class. Why do you want to end class earlier?”

Being questioned by a child, the oil painting teacher first frowned, then said angrily, “Don’t say irrelevant things in class! You’re really annoying!”

“Fine.” Nicole obediently sat back down.

Only then did the oil painting teacher pick up a brush, dipped it in paint, and began to demonstrate in silence. However, after five minutes of the demonstration, Nicole became drowsy, and her eyelids became heavy.

“Noelle! Are you here for class?” The oil painting teacher suddenly smashed his paintbrush and said angrily.

Nicole suddenly woke up. Rubbing her eyes, she whispered, “Can you talk? It’s too quiet. I’m about to fall asleep.”

The oil painting teacher immediately fumed. “That’s how I paint! How else do you want me to teach you?”

“All right…” Nicole could only nod weakly.

She finally understood why Noelle reminded her not to go against the teacher. It turned out that this teacher had such a bad temper!

It was a pity that Noelle was a little gentleman who knew how to respect his teacher. He didn’t dare to argue with his teacher, but Nicole wasn’t afraid!

Once again, Nicole fell asleep due to boredom because of the oil painting teacher’s silence. The oil painting teacher smashed his hand and said, “I’m done painting, Noelle. Now it’s your turn!”

Nicole was startled awake once more. She looked at the canvas in front of the oil painting teacher and asked, “What is this?”

There was a lump of red paint on the canvas, another lump of green paint, and then a few black marks on it. She really couldn’t tell what it was.

“It’s an abstract drawing method, Noelle. Can’t you understand it?”

Seeing the oil painting teacher’s eyes widen, Nicole quickly nodded in agreement. “Yes, yes.”

Only then was the oil painting teacher satisfied. He spread out his hands and said, “Then draw one now and let your father examine it later.”

Nicole hesitantly picked up a paintbrush and gestured at the canvas.

If Noelle had to attend such boring, incomprehensible lessons every day and suffer from the boredom, that would be terrible!

Nicole decided she had to do something for Noelle.

Seeing the little boy pick up a pen, dip it in a lump of yellow paint, the oil painting teacher stood up. With his hands behind his back, he wandered around the room and said, “Noelle, I think your skill is good. With such a powerful teacher like me, one day, you will become a top-notch artist like me. That way, your father will not be paying tuition for nothing.”

The oil painting teacher muttered and then chose a comfortable seat on the sofa and sat down.

Nicole glanced at him, then continued to draw on the paper with renewed determination. A few moments later, she heard a series of snores behind her.

Looking at the oil painting teacher’s mop-like hair, Nicole covered her mouth and secretly laughed. Thereafter, she picked up a brush and dipped it in some paint. Her eyes sparkled as she began drawing.

A few moments later, Nicole came running to Alpha’s study with a painting in her hands. Seeing that Alpha was still dealing with his business, Nicole stood on her tiptoes and tugged on his sleeve. “Daddy, I brought you my painting.”

Alpha turned his head in confusion and saw several colored patches haphazardly painted on the canvas, along with a few random black lines.. His face immediately darkened. “Did your teacher teach you this?”