He sat down in front of Ada Wood and looked at her carefully.
She was no longer arrogant , only humble.
"I don't talk nonsense. I go straight to the theme. I need a painter here. I run a photo shop. Some people like to take pictures for them with paintbrushes. If you can, stay." Ada Wood lowers her head and retracts her rough fingers into the corner of his coat. Biting her lips hard, she dare not answer Vivien.
"It seems that you are not qualified for this job, then you go back, our company does not need cleaners for the time being."
Vivien squints and looks at Ada Wood, who has been holding her head down. It's not the first time he saw this girl. At the beginning, she beat all in her department with a painting brush, and he was one of them. If it wasn't for Aaron Hunter, she would be a miracle of their school. After a few minutes, Ada Wood still has no reaction. Vivien stands up and turns to leave. "Wait a minute." Ada Wood bit her lips, raised her head, and looked at Vivien seriously, "I can."
Vivien ignored Ada Wood and left.
Ada Wood stands there, a little at a loss.
She doesn't know what she said and the interview was successful.
The only thing she can be sure of is that she needs the job and will stick to it no matter how difficult it is.
After a while, Vivien came back with a painting in front of her.
This is the painting she drew when she met Aaron Hunter. However, this painting lacks a trace of aura.
This is not the painting she drew, because it was given to Aaron Hunter when it was finished. Later, Zora Baker took part in the painting competition and won a championship.
Since then, this painting has become a symbol of her.
And her affection for Aaron Hunter has become known to the world. Later, she became the man who robbed her sister.
Vivien squinted at Ada Wood, who was still dazed watching the painting. Vivien put a blank paper next to the painting, and then threw her a brush with no expression on her face.
"You can not just talk that you know painting, and prove it to me."
That new brush, slipped from Ada's hand to the ground, trembling hands, she can not even grasp the pen.
The big black eyes, looking at the falling brush on the ground, and her lips were shaking.
She squatted down, shaking her hands slowly toward the pen, when she was about to touch the pen, her hands like electric shock immediately retracted back. The rough hand was hanging in the air, shaking very badly, the hand stretched out a few times and all retracted back.
Vivien looked a little impatient, cold voice a little bit disdainful,
"if you can't, don't waste my time, there are many people waiting for my interview." Hearing his words, Ada Wood's body slightly shakes, reaches out his hand and grabs the pen on the ground. His rough hand holds the pen tightly. She didn't expect that after she got out of prison, she would still have a chance to grab the brush.
Stand in front of the white paper and take a deep breath.
"Give me an hour." At the beginning, standing in the distance, she was afraid that the teenager would leave at any time. She only took 15 minutes to complete.
Now she is not so confident.
"I'll be here in an hour."
Vivien left without stopping. She was the only one in such a large room. She adjusted the paint, picked up the brush, looked at the paper, and then took a look at the copy of her painting next to her. This time, she picked up the brush again, not for Aaron Hunter, but for a job. He picked up the brush and drew the first stroke on it. His hand was still shaking.
Just as she was preparing for the second stroke, her mobile phone rang, a message from Adair. "Ada, I believe you."
She thought of Adair's gentle and elegant face.
She closed her eyes and sketched out his appearance. By the time she opened her eyes again, the young boy in the painting had already turned into Adair, and her hands were no longer shaking. Adair Carter stands at the door and secretly looks at the girl with a brush. For a moment, she seems to be back before she is 18 years old.
That kind of self-confidence and pride is unique to Ada Wood before the age of 18. His heart felt a burst of pain, she was clearly so confident and so proud, but because of their own bad experience has become inferiority, low. Now, he has found Ada Wood, and he will not let this confidence and pride disappear. An hour later, Vivien came as agreed.
Standing behind Ada Wood, Vivien has a faint smile on her face.
It seems that he still won the bet. Adair has been standing at the door, secretly looking inside, just that scene, really let him out of a cold sweat.
Looking at Ada Wood's firm eyes, the big stone in his heart is finally put down.
"Barely count it as pass. I'll give you a month . Of course, this month, there's salary, but it's not for free. If you can't draw something that I'm satisfied with for a month, then, I'm sorry, I don't support idle people here."
"I see." Ada Wood is not impulsive.
She really wants to continue what she took as pride. At first, she picked up the brush for the sake of Aaron Hunter. Now, she chooses to draw again, not for anyone, but for herself.
"Go back first, and come to work tomorrow." With that, Vivien turned and left. Out of the photo shop, Ada Wood looks at the sun in the sky. Although it is very bright, it is not dazzling, but also with a trace of warmth. Now, her most important thing is to move out of the house in Aaron Hunter.