Hearing that Master Larry was to take a new apprentice, several of his students ran over excitedly to take a look. They were all shocked when they saw it was a little girl in pink sportswear who looked like a junior high school student. If one wanted to be a student of Master Larry, he was either an excellent graduate of the Academy of Arts or had done a few famous paintings. However, this little girl seemed just a junior high school student. How could she become Master Larry's student?. Master Larry said that she had to pass an examination if she wanted to be his student. He gave Kara a painting topic on wind and sunshine and then started to drink tea below the window. The crowd also stood by the side, watching and whispering. Kara sat in front of the painting canvas. Her hands were still shaking when she picked up the brush. She closed her eyes and thought of what Uncle James had taught her. Concentration. The crowd discovered that she drew with her right hand, but sometimes with both hands. To their surprise, many of her drawing techniques were also used by Master Larry. Her hands moved fast and sketched out the outline quickly and then she got up to look for the paints. "What do you need?" Seeing her searching for a long time, James asked softly. Kara bit her pink lips and whispered, "I want a lighter color than watermelon red with a bright light and a pearl glow. James helped her find the color she wanted but failed. His cold gaze swept across the crowd, searching for Nolan. If necessary, he planned to ask Nolan to buy it. Suddenly, his gaze fell on a girl. Noticing that James was staring at her, she blushed and bowed her head. 'Could he take a fancy to me?' She thought to herself. James was tall and good-looking, a man that girls couldn't refuse. 'If he confesses to me, should I be a little reserved? Otherwise, he would probably be frightened. ' The girl thought. Suddenly, James stroke towards her. The girl's heart was pounding violently. She felt that her heart was about to jump out. When James stood in front of her, she smelled a faint fragrance of mint from his body and clenched her hands tightly. 'If he confesses, I will definitely give him a big hug. If he wants to kiss . I could also accept it. ' The girl was lost in her mind. "Excuse me, could you lend me your eye shadow?" James asked. "What?". The girl didn't understand. The way that men chatted up nowadays was so strange. "Don't take it?". The woman stared at him witho ut saying a word. James grew impat ient and turned to look for Nolan. "No, I do

" The woman quic kly rummaged through her bag an d produced a box of eye shadows. The woman's eyeshadow was pearl- colored, similar to a watermelon-red c olor. It may be the color Kara wanted. When Kara saw the eye shadow box, her eyes lit up. "Uncle James, you're so grea t. How could you find it?" Kara exclaimed. "Anyt hing else you need?" . "I've a lready gotte n the rest. Kara sat back in her seat. Sh e moved her hands quickly. Ten min utes later, she finished her work. The crowd glanced at her painting and were totally shocked not only because she applied the colors over her painting in an extreme ly short time, but because these colors blended together in harmony. The topic of wind and sunshine was a commo n theme. To create a painting on it that left a deep impression on people was not an easy task. "Master Larry, I . I'm d one. " Kara nervously handed ove r her painting to Master Larry. Master Larry held her painting casually. It was a simple sketch. A woman was standing in the middle of the garden with a flower bas ket in her hand. She quietly admired the flowers in front of her. Her e yes were bright and sparkling, with a reflection of the flowers in them. What's more, the woman looked similar t o the one he painted in the studio upstairs. However, she looked in a different mood now. Outside the garden, there were desolate wit hered grass and branches. The colors contrasted boldly , making a dramatic visual effect , and drawing people's attention. The shadows of women and the flowers stayed w ith the theme of sunlight. The withered petals on t he ground and yellow leaves i n the air proved it was windy. So her paintin g was perfectly fit ted with the theme. She made the painting, trying to expla in what she had said. When someone was in a good mood, he always saw beautiful things. That joy would also highlight the surroundi ngs, so the flowers in front of her were somewha t exaggerated and flashed with a faint red light. When someone was in hi gh spirits, he would ignore the bad things around him. A good painting was not to sh ow off the excellent techniques but to convey some ideas and emotions. She did it qu ite well. 'She is timid but has a certain level of painting ability. Veronica has taught her da ughter very well. ' Larry thought with a smile. "You passed it. Stay for clas s this afternoon. Master Lar ry said with a dull expression. "Thank you, Master Larry

I will definitely study hard. " Kara restrained her excitement. "You'd better. Don't come if you c an't pass the college entrance exam of U niversity A," Master Larry said sternly. The smi le on Kara's face froze. She looked do wn and didn't dare to speak anymore. Seeing her worried expression, James caressed her head and took h er out to the nearby art exhibition. They left Master Larry's studio. After en suring that nobody could see them, Kara immedia tely pulled James' arm excitedly and jumped up. "Uncle James, I become Mas ter Larry's student. I will defi nitely be smiling in my dreams. James looked at her che erful face which was gloomy b efore, feeling delighted too. "Alri ght. He was a self-restrain ed man who seldom revealed his emotions from his face. They went to the ex hibition and Kara became talkative in a good mood. "Uncle James, look at this oil paintin g. I like the characters painted by Master Larry so much. They are full of emotions. Kara tuned around and called his name with a beam. When he lagged behind, she would call his name. When she saw a painting she liked, she would call hi s name happily. When she found something interesting, she would call his name. Her voice was swe et and soft and James was intoxicated in it. Would she still c all him like this when they lay on the bed. James did not pay attention to those paintings. His gaze was riveted on her face. He was willing to st ay beside her and looked at her face this way forever. After lunch, James sent her to the studio. He still had work to d o and had to go back to the company. Kara watched his car p ulling away reluctantly bef ore turning into the studio. When she pushed open the door, she saw that everyone was staring at her. She paused, her amb er eyes filled with nervousness and helplessness. She bit her pink lips an d gently closed the door, wan ting to find a place to draw. "You. The one in pink. Yes. Go clean the studio!" . Suddenly, someone spoke. Kara glance d around and found only she wore pink. Sh e pointed at herself and the other nodded