Flowers, Swords and France

Today, Fran, as usual, took a carriage to Teacher Durenberg's studio after breakfast to start today's practice. She wore a plain white dress today, and tied her slender and smooth blonde hair into a bun on both sides of her head, tied it with a pink ribbon, and then let it fall to her shoulders, looking very fresh and natural.

After getting off the carriage at the door of the painter's mansion, she found that her good friend Miss Marie de Léoran was also getting off the rented carriage.

"Good morning! Marie!" She greeted.

The Marquis turned her head and saw the person who greeted her.

"Good morning! Fran!" She hurriedly smiled and greeted. "You look beautiful today too!"

"Oh, what's wrong with you? You're like this again early in the morning!" Fran blushed a little.

"You'll say that if you really look beautiful..." Marie replied with a smile.

To be honest, it was because Fran always reacted like this that she was so happy to tease her friend.

Then the two walked side by side, through the corridor at the entrance, and walked towards the mansion inside.

"I heard recently that the teacher is going to hold a new art exhibition?" Mary asked.

"Yes, it will be held in the next few days." Fran nodded.

"Hey, how long has it been since the last art exhibition? The teacher is really popular... but he really deserves the reputation..." Mary sighed softly, "I wonder if anyone among us can become a famous painter like him in the future..."

Then she turned her head and looked at Fran, "Fran, if such a person can really appear among our students, I think the most likely one is you. I don't mean to praise you, I'm afraid most people here will think so, right? You really have this talent, a talent that we can't match. By the way..." She suddenly seemed to remember something, "I heard that the teacher will show some of his students' paintings in this exhibition. The teacher asked you to go there that day. Could it be... to recommend your paintings?"

Fran blushed and lowered her head slightly, muttering softly. "No..."

It seems to be true.

Mary felt very amused by Fran's performance, but she had no intention of exposing her.

"Oh, then we'll really see which outstanding student will be valued by the teacher..."

Fran still lowered her head slightly, but she couldn't hide her joy and excitement in her heart. She was completely different from the worried look she had a few days ago.

Mary asked in a somewhat strange way. "Fran, why are you so happy today? Did you encounter something good recently?"

Fran seemed to be awakened and raised her head quickly. "No, what are you thinking about?!" Then she laughed awkwardly, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go in quickly? Otherwise we'll be late."

Fran's performance made Mary even more confused, but since the other party refused to say, she didn't want to ask questions.

Since she refused to say, forget it, anyway, it's better for her to be happy than unhappy. Mary thought secretly.

"Well", she also smiled. "Let's go in quickly."

When the two girls walked up to the attic studio, they almost immediately felt something was wrong.

Something was wrong, something was very wrong.

Even though the students were almost all here, it was surprisingly quiet - even scary.

Under normal circumstances, when they had just arrived, the girls would always chat in their own small circles, and it would never be so quiet.

Even though the noble party had been discouraged and kept a low profile recently because of Matilda's "temporary retirement", their mortal enemy was in the limelight recently, and was arrogant in front of the noble party every day, and it would not be as quiet as it is now.

It was really surprising that both factions were silent today.

Could it be...?

Flan and Mary looked at a corner of the studio.

"Matilda!" The two girls shouted almost at the same time, and then their faces showed expressions of surprise and joy at the same time.

Yes, the leader of the aristocratic party in the studio, Miss Matilda de Dillion, the granddaughter of the current Lord Chancellor, returned to the studio today.

After feeling the gazes of the two girls, the brown-haired girl wearing fine gold-rimmed glasses turned her head to the door, then nodded in this direction with a smile, casually and elegantly, as a greeting.

Although she had been in confinement for many days, she still looked gentle and calm, and there was no sign of mental fatigue. This made the two girls admire her even more-because they knew the real reason why Matilda "took sick leave".

During this period, her father, Viscount Dillion, must have not given her a good time. I didn't expect that after so many days, she could still be as calm as she is now... It's really amazing.

Fran was so happy that she unconsciously prepared to walk towards her.

As a result, she suddenly felt that the corner of her clothes seemed to be pulled by someone. She looked back and Mary shook her head gently at her.

Then when she turned back, she found that Matilda, who had already looked away, also shook her head gently, as if asking her not to come over first.

At this time, she finally woke up completely.

With Matilda's strong return, the confrontation between the two parties started again, and it seemed that after this period of brewing, it became more intense. At this moment, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder with the scent of powder, and its danger and sinisterness were no better than dynamite.

Several girls were standing next to Matilda, and opposite her, a small group happened to be standing.

Lola de Beauvin, the daughter of a big banker, one of the richest heiresses in France, and the leader of the banking party in the painting room, was also standing a few meters away from Matilda, expressionless. Looking at Matilda, there were several girls standing behind her.

Mary and Matilda's intention was very clear, they both asked Fran to not get involved in the fight between the two girls and the two groups. Fran also listened to their opinions and quietly walked to the corner where she usually stayed.

Laura still wore her hair in a high bun today. She was wearing a valuable silk dress and a sapphire pendant around her neck, looking extremely proud.

"Miss Dillion, I'm glad to see you back," she said coldly.

"I'm glad to see you here, too, Miss Bowen." Matilda responded with the same calmness.

The temperature in the air seemed to have dropped a bit.

Fran and Mary had just sat down at their usual seats when they suddenly found a small gift box on their seats. After taking a closer look,

It turned out to be black truffle chocolate wrapped in a gold ribbon gift box.

"Has it escalated to this point today..." Fran couldn't help but sigh in a low voice to Mary next to her.

"Yeah..." Mary also sighed. "It's great to have money..."

Recently, Laura and her accomplices often distribute small gifts to their classmates before class. At first, they were brushes and high-quality paints, and later they increased to more expensive things such as snacks, flowers, and perfume.

Unexpectedly, today, the level of small gifts has risen to very valuable black truffle chocolate.

While secretly despising her, Fran could only sigh that it was great to be rich...

Laura did this, firstly, to win over other "non-party members", and secondly, to demonstrate to her opponents. And her opponents have recently had no choice but to swallow their anger and fight with cold violence and refusal to accept gifts, appearing to be completely at a disadvantage. There were even one or two unsteady elements who defected to the other side out of greed for small favors, which made the aristocratic party gnash their teeth with hatred.

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Because of this, you can imagine how happy Matilda's return today made these girls happy.

"I just brought some delicious food today, do you want to try some?" Laura's smile was obviously a little malicious, "It doesn't matter, I gave it to you, just eat it."

"No," Matilda refused with a smile, a light flashing through her lenses, "I'm not very used to accepting gifts from others, especially gifts with bad intentions."

Laura's face suddenly stiffened, and she was almost angry, but she quickly suppressed it. "Really? That's a pity. I thought you would always want to try something new after being locked up at home for so long due to illness."

After hearing Laura's taunt, Matilda's expression suddenly changed - this implicit taunt obviously offended her. But she quickly restrained her impulse.

"Good intentions? Then I understand. Class is about to start, so let's stop talking now?"

After saying that, without giving the other party a chance to answer, Matilda turned around, and her comrades behind her looked at the opponent with ridicule, as if they had won a major victory, and then followed Matilda arrogantly. Tilda was preparing to leave.

At this moment, a change occurred.

A student who was previously in the aristocratic party, but later joined the bank party because he was greedy for Laura's gifts, happened to come to school. When she saw Matilda, her face turned pale, and then she lowered her head and was about to walk around the group of people to her seat. However, for some reason, she suddenly fell and fell to the ground.

"Traitor!" She heard Ruoyouruowu's sarcasm and several low sneers.

In shame and anger, she picked up the pastries on the seat next to her and threw them directly at the group of people.

"Pop!" A girl next to Matilda was hit directly, and her body was suddenly covered with sticky cakes.

This is great!

In shock and anger, the girl who was attacked also picked up the pastry nearby and threw it towards the other side, and then she received a counterattack as a matter of course.

Just a few seconds later, the whole studio was boiling. Cake, chocolate, tea juice and even paint blasted toward the opposite camp with colorful lights and their own trajectories.

Matilda and Laura seemed to intend to stop it at first, but soon even they participated in the fight.

The war between the two parties broke out suddenly and unpremeditatedly. This is a microcosm of the history of France in the past fifty years.

Fran, Mary and a few other neutrals watched the battle unfold in amazement while carefully dodging the "stray bullets" flying around.

"What's going on!" Mary exclaimed.

"I don't know!" Fran lowered her head to avoid a piece of cake that flew by while wiping her hair. "Maybe I am too strict at home, so I come here to vent!"

Just when the two parties were fighting fiercely, with no winner in sight, a loud shout came.

"What are you doing!" Teacher Durenberg finally appeared at the door, "Stop it all!"

At this moment, a piece of cake hit him on the head, and the white cake exploded, covering the old man's entire head.

The whole place fell silent for a moment.

"You...you...all of you, stop it!" The old painter seemed to shout with all his strength.

The battle finally stopped, but the traces of the battle remained. The studio was in a mess.

Lola looked at Matilda, whose silk skirt was worth a lot of money, and was now covered with the remnants of cakes and paint.

"One day, you will kneel before me and beg for my forgiveness." The always arrogant leader of the Bank Party had a sharp look in his eyes, almost making people forget her embarrassment at the moment, "and I will help you up with a smile, forgive your offense, and then congratulate you for finally understanding the reality of the contemporary world."

"Really?" Matilda's situation was not much better than Lola's, but she smiled indifferently in the face of Lola's threats, and seemed not to take the other party's harsh words after the defeat to heart. "Then I really look forward to that day."

The teacher cursed for a long time before finally calming down a little, and then punished all the students who participated in the battle to suspend classes and clean the studio.

"Flan, I will visit your home tomorrow." When she brushed against Fran's side, Matilda said softly, then smiled and squinted her eyes.

"Okay!" Fran also laughed, and then whispered, "You're welcome anytime!"

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