Chapter 670

Owen Reynolds took a long, hard look at the object before him. It was supposed to be a human figure, but all it really had was a vague, borderline shape of a person.

Forget about facial features or any semblance of expression; it was devoid of any detail.

Owen was brutally honest, "...This feels a bit half-hearted. I can't recognize it."

A glance around the stall revealed that all the clay figures shared the same, peculiar style distinctly unattractive in a very specific way.

The stall itself was odd, unmanned save for a tripod holding up a smartphone, its back camera facing them.

Roseanne pondered for a moment, "It's a bit rough, but from this angle, it kind of looks like... Cupid?" As soon as she finished speaking, a young man suddenly popped up from behind the stall.

Literally popped up, as if spring-loaded, snapping to attention.

"Lady, you actually recognized my sculpture?!" The young man's eyes sparkled with excitement. Heaven above, he finally found someone who understood his art.

Roseanne was slightly taken aback, "It's actually Cupid?"

"Yes, yes!" The man nodded fervently, "You're the first to see what my work is about, oh... I'm so touched!" Uh...

Roseanne, "Even though your sculpting of shapes and features is... quite lacking, the overall outline does hint at something. Are you into abstract art?"

The man's mood swung from touched to stone-faced in a second, asking her, "...Are you here to mock me?"

Roseanne, "..."

Owen Reynolds, "She's not wrong though, it is pretty abstract."

The man, "??"

things so

platform with two million followers, known for his motto "Sculpt anything well, except

keep at it, and

they know, the live stream was

comments. I could almost see the seriousness

been hit with reality? Why can't he accept that his sculptures look

it's different. The lady gave him hope, then smacked

guy with her knows how to twist the knife without even

this couple has some stunning

Elite Business

looks the part, he

in his live

"Mack," the stall owner,

Reynolds

to keep Roseanne ander

a couple's sculpture, how about

her

"Why not?"

afraid I

Mack, "..."

Live stream:

I'm dying,

I bet Mack's face says 'I

great with

who dislikes onions

I'm going to die laughing

logic is impeccable, truly. She's so earnest, I'm

you today!

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