His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 495: Can you imitate Su Yianluo’s painting as well?

Chapter 495: Chapter 495: Can you imitate Su Yianluo’s painting as well?

Chapter 495

She wanted Raine Nolan to participate in the national team and compete abroad.

But now, Chloe Collins was clearly overshadowing Raine, and completely dominating.

Not good.

Although she had trained both students, she secretly wanted Raine to stand out even more.

Over these three years, she and the other teachers had invested so much energy and hopes in Raine.

Raine hadn’t disappointed them; her performance was good.

But if Raine ended up being overshadowed by Chloe Collins, it really felt suffocating and frustrating.

She just didn’t like Chloe Collins, for no reason, she just didn’t like her.

While thinking about this, she walked over to Chloe Collins and suddenly saw a drawing.

It was a simple sketch, and at first glance, there was a strong sense of familiarity.

Upon closer inspection, she focused on the corner of the sketch where there was a casual signature.

She immediately frowned.

Turning her head, she looked at Chloe Collins without saying a word, her displeasure evident in her eyes.

She tapped on the desk, interrupting the two of them.

As Chloe finished speaking, she heard the sound, put down her pen and looked at her.

"Chloe Collins, who told you to draw during class?"

Her finger pressed on the sketch.

Chloe leaned back in her chair and said, "Is it class time now? There’s no teacher giving a lesson."

Vanessa Brooke paused and frowned: "Don’t argue with me, you don’t respect your teachers, you’re easily distracted, you skip classes; everyone knows about these things at school. I didn’t want to say more, but now you’re wasting time right under my nose. I’m amazed. Do you really think good grades are everything? So, if your grades are good, you can look down on everyone else?"

Wanda Wesley suddenly spoke: "Teacher, Chloe was just helping me with a question, she wasn’t wasting time."

"Shut your mouth when the teacher is talking!" Vanessa Brooke scolded.

She picked up the sketch with a displeased tone: "Do you think you can imitate the essence of Ella Stark’s paintings? It’s not about the mere imitation of the form; the study of art goes very deep. I can’t blame you if you can’t imitate the essence of her painting, but you even copied her signature. Are you planning to show off this painting to your classmates?"

Chloe laughed and said, "Teacher, are you angry because I drew the painting or because I copied Ella Stark’s painting?"

Her slow and laid-back tone was like the misty rain in the south, with a touch of soft and lazy melody.

Vanessa Brooke was doused with a bucket of ice water, suddenly calming down.

She usually didn’t show too much emotion in front of her students, but she couldn’t control herself this time.

She slowly regained her composure, her face cold: "Put everything away!"

Chloe didn’t pack up, resting her chin on her hand, and smilingly gazing at her: "Teacher, next month Sylvannia Art Gallery is holding an Ella Stark exhibition, and I happen to have a ticket, but I can’t make it, do you want it?"

Vanessa Brooke’s eyes widened suddenly, as if she had seen some rare treasure, and they shone brightly.

After a moment, she went to the whiteboard and said lightly, "No need, just study hard during class, and don’t do anything you shouldn’t!"

"Oh, that’s too bad, I guess I’ll throw it away then."

Vanessa Brooke bit her lip, even wiping the whiteboard with more force.

For the rest of the half-class, she focused on teaching.

Raine sat in the small room, with just a door between her and the sounds from the conference room.

Vanessa Brooke was now teaching the questions she had already covered with Raine in advance, so it didn’t really matter if she listened or not.

She just felt stifled.</p

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