“Cloud Gallery carried the dreams of twenty–three artists, from the first exhibition in the basement to the gallery now able to accommodate hundreds of viewers, every painting represents our nights of perseverance.”
He suddenly turned around, and the camera followed his movement as it scanned the artworks hanging on the wall.
There are watercolor sketches that haven’t dried yet, and there are classical oil paintings with layers of colors.
“These works don’t speak, but they capture our awe for art.”
The sporadic insults in the barrage were gradually replaced by “want to see art exhibitions” and “how to collect“, but Caspar didn’t stop there.
He held the paintbrush, very seriously.
“Art shouldn’t be buried by rumors, just like true passion won’t be deterred by misunderstandings.”
The pen paused, and he looked straight at the camera.
“I hope everyone can step into the gallery and see these heartfelt works
in person, instead of just labeling us based on a few words.”
The atmosphere in the workplace instantly changed from tense to lively.
Darnell excitedly took off his glasses, his voice trembling.
“Wow, Caspar was amazing, he turned the public opinion around in
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Serena was staring at the screen as the number of likes kept going up. In just a few minutes, the likes had already surpassed a million.
“Where did Caspar learn to paint like that? He’s a genius at networking!”
Tessa carefully squeezed to the front of the screen, lowering her voice.
“That logic, that eloquence, plus that face, who wouldn’t be convinced? I was so nervous just now, my palms were all sweaty, but then a few words from him brought the rhythm back!”
She scrolled through the comments, full of “turning into a fan” and “asking for gallery address,” making people’s eyes spin.
Andrea stood at the back of the crowd, watching Caspar calmly continue painting in front of the camera.
The sunlight fell on the slightly curled ends of his hair, giving him a gentle halo of light.
At that moment, Tessa came over, her eyes shining.
“Ms. Rehbein, the live broadcast this time was much better than we expected! A lot of the previous negative public opinion was suppressed, and the gallery was promoted as well!”
She excitedly shook her phone.
“I just checked the backstage, already got contacted by over a dozen media outlets, wanting to do interviews!”
Amidst the chatter of the crowd, Caspar wrapped up today’s livestream.
He smiled at the camera and said goodbye, when he put down the
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brush, his wrist was slightly sore.
He turned around and walked right into a flood of compliments from his colleagues, with all kinds of flattering words coming at him, making his cars turn red, and he could only keep saying thank you.
“Today, Caspar, you looked so handsome!”
Darnell gave him a pat on the shoulder and said, “A few words and we pulled our gallery out of the public opinion mud pit. I give this move full marks!”
The people around were all cheering and laughing, filling the whole workspace with cheers and laughter.
Andrea walked up, with a look of satisfaction and appreciation in her
eyes.
“Thanks for your hard work today, I really appreciate you.”
A simple sentence, but it made Caspar’s heart skip a beat.
He lowered his gaze to hide the joy in his eyes, and answered softly.
“Good if can help the gallery.
The previous gloom disappeared in an instant, and the crowd in the gallery looked at this hard–won achievement, feeling deeply moved.
They saw the vitality.
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