Please Take Me Home, Daddy - Chapter 572: Chapter 572

Laura was annoyed and didn't want to talk to them.
They begged tirelessly, trying to get her to agree.
Liam Strong and Ashlyn, who were still trapped in the pasta of Principal Favian's room, felt nervous.
Ashlyn bit his lower lip in fear and was very upset.
Liam Strong felt as if he was in trouble, but he was optimistic that it wouldn't happen.
One ounce of the individual was thus in a state of disarray.
Favian didn't care about them.
After all, they were not students in his school. He only needed to communicate with their parents.
There was dead silence in the room.
Zayn got up and left.
Xander walked with him, closed the door of Mr. Yale's room and smiled, "Laura knows how to poke fun at others."
Everett was very happy. "Although we can't punish them, the people they care about can punish them. These people have to pay for what they did."
He then followed Laura's pasta, "Laura! !"
Hearing this, Laura turned around.
At this time, Eva and Mina Hart, who were following behind her like little tails, had quieted down.
Because there were so many people around, they didn't dare to make public these things. They just wanted to seek opportunities to continue pleading with her.
Everett said, "Laura, your paintings are all gone. I'll give you mine! Although it was painted casually."
Laura shook her head and said, "No, Evan. I have a painting of pasta in my hand."
Eva Mina Hart pricked up her ears.
She's got another painting? Then why is she so anxious in front of their pasta?!
Isn't that just an act?!
Mina Hart is a little unhappy.
Eva felt ridiculous, "Really? She thought, "Why is she so angry about another painting? Isn't she blackmailing me?" !"
Hearing this, Laura turned around.
Eva lowered her head timidly.
Laura's face darkened, "I didn't paint this painting by myself. I took Uncle Favian's painting and added my own ideas to it. It was me who gave it away as a gift, which is different from the painting I drew myself! don't you understand? !"
Eva trembled with fear, lowered her head and kept silent.
Laura quickly shook them off and looked at Jasper. "Joshua, is this a violation?"
Jasper shook his head. "No, it's not a competition. It's just a painting exhibition."
Laura breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little regretful, "I thought it would be better to give that painting directly to Uncle Favian and let him open it by himself. I didn't expect that I could only use it this way for the time being."
Jasper gently touched her head and said, "It's okay. Uncle Favian will be happier if he sees you put the painting in the exhibition!"
Laura smiled happily and said, "Please come with me."
They went to the underground garage together to pick up the painting and gave it to their art director.
Ms. Taylor already knew the whole story and was surprised to see this painting, "What a superstar! Did you prepare Plan B?"
Laura scratched her head embarrassedly and said, "This is Plan B that I have to use. The painting was drawn by another family member of mine. I just added a few strokes in the pasta. I wanted to give it to my family members, so I had to take a look at it first."
Ms. Taylor sighed, "Obviously, the damaged work is your favorite, right? You must be very distressed."
Laura lowered her head and did not deny it.
Ms. Taylor sighed.
The child must have been unhappy because the second painting was not as good as the first.
After all, the painting must be very beautiful!
She said, "It's good for you not to cry at your age. It doesn't matter. Even if this painting is worse, Ms. Taylor believes that you are also great. Don't feel inferior."
Laura pulled out the painting carefully.
Ms. Taylor poked her head out to see how terrible the pasta was.
But what caught her eye was a painting completely beyond her surprise.
Ms. Taylor's eyes gradually lit up. She held the painting in her hands and looked at the layout of the pasta in shock, half-opening her mouth without saying anything.
Laura was sad and said, "It's not very pretty, right? This is a painting I drew based on my Uncle Favian. I wanted to give it to him as a gift. Ms. Taylor, please put it in the pasta for now."
Without waiting for Ms. Taylor to say anything, she lowered her head and left in a daze.
Mina Hart Eva followed her inch-by-inch and did not notice the painting.
Seeing that Laura was so lost, the two suddenly wanted to laugh.
But the moment they left, Ms. Taylor came back to her senses from her exclamation and said, "It's so beautiful..."
The use of color is bold but harmonious, and the sense of layering is also extremely clear.
In the end, it is this foundation that makes children decorate in the pasta, or children decorate to make this painting.
I don't know.
She knew it would work.
This painting is much higher than the previous one!
That master will love it!
Laura stayed in the exhibition hall of the first grade with a heavy heart, and there was no smile on her face.
Zayn stood beside her, a little closer to her.
Laura raised her head and met Zayn's deep eyes.
The pasta is full of worries.
She gave him a lovely smile.
Zayn frowned and reached out to hold her. "Your painting is the most beautiful."
Laura didn't answer. She noticed that Ms. Taylor and the others were coming in the distance.
In the middle was an elderly grandmother.
She wore a Tang Dynasty costume and was obviously the legendary master. Her eyes were filled with disappointment, "So far, there is still no work that can impress me. To be honest, I am very disappointed."
The vice-principal followed her hospitably and said, "Look again. You haven't seen it yet!"
The master laughed lightly and said, "There is no upper grade, let alone the lower grade. What's more, I only have preschool class now."
Janelle hissed and said, "Master, I feel so strict!"
Laura said listlessly, "It seems that my painting will not be chosen."
Eva and Mina Hart stood in the corner, secretly happy. They whispered, "Actually, it looks good that Laura's best work was destroyed by us."
Mina Hart nodded and watched the master enter the first grade pavilion.
Laura stood at the entrance of the exhibition hall, feeling unspeakable loss.
Suddenly the master of pasta raised his voice: "Whose work is this?" !"
Laura was stunned. She squeezed into the door with her classmates out of curiosity and saw Ms. Taylor and this master standing in front of her pasta.
Suddenly, she had a bad feeling. She dragged Zayn forward and raised her hand unconfidently, "Mine."
The Master turned to look at her in disbelief. "Did you paint this with your family? !"
She nodded, "Yes."
But the master smiled!
She smiled excitedly, and her eyes were as bright as the moon. She kept exclaiming: "It's so beautiful!" This painting is the one I want to represent Skyline Academy! No! This painting can even be placed on top of something I highly recommend! I want this! !! !"