Chen Kexin was immediately dazed by the goofy looking large orange tabby.
The large orange tabby had playfully rolled onto the ground with its four paws facing skyward. It’s fuzzy stomach with the hidden rolls were exposed and it’s long and fuzzy tail sticking way up....
It’s soft and cute right paw reaching out to the butterfly in the air, and it’s left paw hovering in front of its chest. Its clear and sparkly eyes staring straight in the direction of the butterfly.
It was so realistic!
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She already felt that the painting was realistic when she saw it in the channel.
But she just assumed it was under the effect of several filters through the cellphone which had beautified it. But now that she was looking at the actual painting, this gongbi painting cat in front of her eyes look looked like it could leap out of the paper at any moment.
It wasn’t just the look of the cat, even the movement of its body reminded her of the little orange tabby that she once had in the past.
The fur on its tummy was natural, soft, fluffy, and shiny.
And the fur that was under it stretched outward from under its weight.
Its slightly opened kitty mouth and its sparkly limpid eyes, all showcased how relaxed and free-willed Orange Tabby was.
“Juju....”
Chen Kexin couldn’t help but call its name, her eyes focused somewhere far.
She picked up the painting and hugged it with her arms, yet sensing the thinness of the paper, her face was filled with regret and disappointment.
It was just an illusion.
This was a painting, not her Juju.
Chen Kexin gritted her teeth and put the painting down.
But she couldn’t help but pick it back up in the next second.
It almost looked like the orange tabby in the painting had gotten hold of the butterfly and showing it off to her. It opened its mouth goofily and gave her the most milky meow that melted her heart.
This gongbi painting was incredible beyond any words!
The more she looked at it, the more real it looked.
The more she looked at it, the move lively it seemed.
And not just the orange tabby, even the butterfly that it was playing with looked like its wings were fluttering in the air.
“Could this channel master.... Be some alias of some master-level painter?”
Chen Kexin was stunned.
She immediately opened up Nerdy Painter’s Taobao store and saw that the Little Chickens painting had already been sold.
Asking price: $30,000.
“Was it sold for real?”
That was just her allowance for a month. It meant nothing to her.
Due to her normal social circle, she was somewhat familiar with oil painting and Chinese ink painting.
$30,000, that was definitely an asking price of a well known artist.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for an unknown painter to fetch a five-digit amount on a village style fun painting no matter how good her skill was.
She had originally thought that was just some marketing technique from the channel master in order to create a high-end foundation of her products by faking a sale utilizing the hunger marketing technique.
But... now that she has seen the painting of the orange tabby in person, she wasn’t so sure any more.
“No wonder she wouldn’t let me pay her. Probably because she knew this painting was worth way more than $10,000. She didn’t really care about $10,000, so she just gave it to me for free?”
The more she thought about it, the more she thought that this “Oil Painting Guru” was no ordinary artist.
Perhaps Guru, wasn’t just self-inflation, but a true master in the art form!
But was it possible to have a master so young?
“Or is she really good at taking care of herself?”
The hand that she had seen holding the paintbrush in the channel looked young, tender, and a pale pinkish color; it looked like one that belonged to a young woman.
Her voice was milky and sweet as well so she couldn’t be that old.