Chapter 180: On-Site Graffiti Creation

Nora also looked at Cheyenne in shock, but after a brief moment of panic, she suddenly relaxed.

“It’s impossible. How could Cheyenne be painting? And even if it’s a simple oil painting, it would take several hours to complete. She couldn’t finish it in just one hour.”

At the same time using two paintbrushes?

Xzavier remembered a small segment he had read before about Vera, the famous painter from the 17th century who was known worldwide for simultaneously using multiple paintbrushes.

She could use up to two at once.

No one has been able to achieve that level since her time.

He thought that Cheyenne probably knew she didn’t have a chance of winning and deliberately imitated Vera so that losing wouldn’t be too embarrassing for herself later on.

The outside speculation or disdain had nothing to do with Cheyenne as she continued to draw her own thing.

What ordinary people needed several hours to complete an oil painting took her only half an hour.

The queue of people waiting to submit their work was almost over and there were only a few people left waiting. Many participants who were eliminated on the spot also left feeling disheartened by their failure. The whole venue seemed much more relaxed than before.

More and more participants gathered around Cheyenne as everyone’s eyes turned towards the girl under the eaves. She wore plain yet mismatched pajamas with long hair tied up in loose strands falling from her temples, complementing her delicate collarbone while exuding laziness mixed with charm.

Excellent! It’s done!

sunlight for everyone else to see. There were murmurs among the crowd expressing

saying, “She really knows how to catch attention! I’ve never seen her paint since we were kids; what can

think this is some kind of playground? That

everyone thought that would be all but instead saw how she took small steps

scene and

reward for the

in each group will receive a prize of 200, 000 dollars. Not only that, but they will also have the

that time, Cheyenne’s expression became mysterious. She squinted her eyes and

sarcastic remark – “Do

if he said it, Cheyenne

gaze, Cheyenne spread out a white piece of paper on the table. Without finding

dark hair cascaded down like seaweed. The brush danced in her

showing

to be an academically challenged student? How can she write calligraphy? It

up! You haven’t even seen what characters she wrote yet;

never wrote or paint at home. Rumor had it that all of Cheyenne’s homework was done by her classmates whom she forced. Finally Cheyenne was the last one who hadn’t submitted her artwork. She hurriedly put away her pen and, as she didn’t have a seal, she decided to use red ink and pressed her thumb on the bottom left corner, leaving her own fingerprint as proof of

“Cheyenne!”

lift up her head and nod slightly before picking up her oil painting

over here? Isn’t this wasting my time?” Another judge also felt a headache. “Exactly, ever since I became famous, I

much his heart would be affected when he saw

prepare some calming medicine as backup. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if he

am actually expecting her artwork. After all, she is old Mr. Edwards’ granddaughter and…” He had never seen anyone use two paintbrushes to paint

as this judge finished speaking, the

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