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, "??"

says things so

the top clay sculptor on a platform with two million followers,

keep at it, and maybe

did they know, the live stream was going wild with

almost see the seriousness on her

Why can't he accept that his sculptures look like

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

with her knows how to twist

say, this couple has some

in front of Elite Business University,

looks the part,

the spike in his

"Mack," the stall owner,

end Reynolds around

to keep Roseanne ander

can make you both a couple's

her head, "No,

"Why not?"

afraid I can't

Mack, "..."

Live stream:

I'm dying, she's too

moment, I bet Mack's face says 'I wish

be great with

who dislikes onions enjoy

to die laughing in

is impeccable, truly. She's so earnest,

show you today! Don't worry, it's on the

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