Faye Lister smiled charmingly, "Master Gregory rarely praises people. To get your praise is a greater joy for me than anything else."
Gregory Penway turned to look at her. Although his face was still serious and rigid, his eyes were gentle, "When you do well, of course I will praise you. Your acting has improved a lot since two years ago."
"Now just with one look, you can tell what I want to express."
"Really?" Faye bent the corner of her eyes, "If Master Gregory keeps praising me like this, I might become too proud."
"You can be proud." Gregory's usually harsh mouth was very friendly to Faye, "You have the capital to be proud."
"Alright, alright." Faye made a "stop" gesture with a beaming smile, "Master Gregory, don't praise me anymore. I can't stand being praised. If you keep praising me and I get carried away, I might mess up my acting next time."
"Then, you'll have to scold me again. I don't want to be scolded by you."
