HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

The next day, Li En started her sculpture class in the sculpture room in the villa.

This was her first time entering this place.

The room was absolutely empty and large, but it was sealed on all sides with only a small window. An electric light hung from the ceiling, illuminating an unfinished sculpture on the floor below.

Li En felt uncomfortable sitting here and had to look at the sculpture.

The sculpture should be of a woman, and her shape has already taken shape. The slightly tilted waist has been revealed softly, making it impossible to look away.

"Good morning, my daughter."

After she had watched for a while, Mr. Aykbery finally arrived.

Li En looked over and exclaimed.

He brought a goldfish.

Mr. Aykbery placed the water jar on a stool before her.

Goldfish swam beneath the shimmering water.

Lee En looked at it.

This goldfish had a heart-shaped tail and blue scales on its body. It was obviously a specially bred British goldfish variety, the Bruceton Zhuwenjin. She had seen its introduction when she was researching fishtail skirts. It was not cheap in this era.

Moreover, this fish tank is also specially made. It is so flat that it can only allow the red-headed fish to swim sideways, allowing it to fully display its scales and tail.

Mr. Aykbery asked, "Do you like it?"

Li En nodded.

It will definitely be worth a lot if it is sold.

Mr. Aykbery smiled. "Then let's learn to carve it."

Li En: “…Ah?”

No, do I have to carve a living thing for the first time?

"But I don't even know how to carve it," she couldn't help but say.

"That's all right," said Mr. Aykbery, smiling. "Practice is the fastest way to make progress."

Butler John also put down the marble and the small carving tools specially made for Li En, and said with a smile, "Sir, you also learned step by step by carving while you were carving."

Li En: ...Why didn't he say that he hadn't seen the master smile like that for a long time?

She sighed, endured her anger, and studied sculpture with Mr. Aykbery.

The first step in learning is to pick up nails and hammers and start chiseling.

Then she followed Mr. Aykbery through a whole day of tinkering and working.

He carves his unfinished sculpture of a woman.

She tried to smash a marble.

There is only time for meals, and if you feel sleepy you can only sit in the corner for a while.

However, she now knew Mr. Aykbery's main occupation. It turned out that he was a sculptor. No wonder there were so many sculptures and works of art in his house, and he was often not seen.

Feelings are buried and carved in this room all day long.

At night, when Li En was finally released by Mr. Aykbery, she returned to her room with a sore back and saw Tom sitting on the sofa reading a book, looking so leisurely, which made her jealous.

"Why me?" She threw herself into the soft bed. "Mr. Aykbery should have asked you to inherit his sculpture business."

Tom looked up from his book and saw her like this. He sneered, "Who told you to look at those things?"

Unlike Li En, Tom only showed his love for books from the beginning and spent the whole day in the study.

And just as Li En said, the entire study was filled with books.

So he could read leisurely while she had to work as a stonemason all day.

Li En, who was suffocating under the quilt, was desperate: "...I was wrong."

She preferred the days before when she was treated like trash.

"But, Tom," she said after a few seconds, "you really shouldn't study sculpture or become an artist."

Tom frowned slightly. "I don't even know if I'm suitable."

Did she already know?

"It's not that you're not suitable," Li En laughed, realizing he had misunderstood, and turned his head to look at him. "It's that being an artist always requires begging for food in the early stages, just like being a celebrity. Only by being around rich people can you be promoted."

"Don't do that."

He was so proud and good-looking, and who knew what would happen if he met those torturous noble men and women.

Tom snorted.

"Actually, it would be best if you could become a teacher or a doctor in the future," Li En couldn't help but say as he thought of the book in his hand.

"Teacher, doctor," Tom looked at her.

Li En smiled at him and said, "After all, you are not suitable to open a store. After all, you are not suitable to serve others."

He must be unable to bear being humbled by others every day. If he continues to do this for a long time, he will definitely become a pervert.

A doctor or teacher can give him a salary that is enough for him to live on and allow him to live with dignity.

"Oh," Li En noticed that the book he was reading was "A History of Britain," squinted his eyes, buried himself back in the quilt, and said sullenly, "Don't become a politician. You can't stand it. It's not a profession where you stand high above and make rules."

“That’s just a service industry…”

After saying this, she gradually became quiet, and Tom waited for her next words.

But she remained silent.

He tried to hold it in, but couldn't help asking, "Why the service industry?"

Li En didn't answer him.

Tom raised his voice and called out, "Lean!"

Normally, Li En would know that he was angry and would answer him no matter what, but this time she still didn't answer him.

Tom frowned, but didn't continue shouting. Instead, he stood up and walked to her, grabbed her shoulders and turned her over.

She lay in her long seaweed-like hair, with her eyes closed and her breathing even.

He fell asleep as expected.

Tom calmed down.

He glanced at her rosy cheeks from sleep and reached out to open the collar of her dress.

The fair and flawless skin was revealed little by little until the pink scar was exposed.

Not ugly, but very noticeable.

Tom rolled it between his fingers.

The body trembled slightly under the fingertips.

He pulled up her dress, carried her to the bed, pulled the quilt over her, and slept beside her while she watched him.

Bear with me any longer.

he told himself.

He would soon see her regretful expression.

*

The sculpture class lasted for a week.

Li En was finally able to carve marble to the size of a goldfish.

But compared to a real goldfish, the stone in her hand looks more like taiyaki.

She showed it directly to Mr. Aykbery, so that he could see how her artistic talent had declined.

"Very good," Mr. Aykbery praised her work highly. "I was right about you, my daughter. You have talent."

Li En looked at him with his mouth open.

No, buddy, how can you say such nonsense without thinking?

Li En was depressed, she knew that she could not escape the fate of being forced to become a sculptor.

So she actively played badly.

I always sigh at the garbage I carved.

"My daughter seems to be in great trouble."

Hearing her sigh, Mr. Aykbery came up to her.

"Father," Li En looked at him with a distressed and helpless expression.

This is to express my yearning for sculpture, but my helplessness about my lack of talent.

I hope Mr. Aykbery will give up on this useless girl as soon as possible.

"What's wrong?" He stroked the top of her head gently.

"Maybe I really don't have the talent," Li En said more bluntly when he heard his tone that seemed to be about to play dumb again.

"How could that be, my dear daughter?" Mr. Aykbery shook his head and said, "You simply haven't found the method. You have to understand that this is a pure and simple act of yours. It's quite good that you've achieved it. You have to understand that it takes many people a long time to reach your level."

Li En:...What kind of bullshit is he talking about?

"Never mind, my daughter, I will teach you how to make your sculpture well," said Mr. Aykbery.

Li En shook his head and prepared to continue to output badly.

But in the next second, she opened her eyes wide——

A steel needle pierced the goldfish in the fish tank in front of her.