She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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!

and held up her artwork under sunlight for everyone else to see. There were murmurs among

saying, “She really knows how to catch attention! I’ve never seen

Does she think this is some kind of playground? That kind of art won’t make it

that would be all but

scene and couldn’t help but mutter curiously, recalling her question when she

reward for

course, the first place in each group will receive a prize of 200, 000 dollars. Not only that, but they

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

himself to say his sarcastic remark – “Do you think it’s that easy to get

if he said

everyone’s surprised gaze, Cheyenne spread out a white piece of paper on the table. Without finding any paperweights, she picked up two bricks from the ground as

dark hair cascaded down like seaweed. The brush danced in her hand as letters were shown

is showing her calligraphy

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

what characters she wrote yet; you guys are praising too

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

“Cheyenne!”

head and nod slightly before picking up her oil painting

Isn’t this wasting my time?” Another judge also felt a headache. “Exactly, ever since I became famous, I have had a problem. Whenever I see an unsatisfactory work, my

imagine how much his heart would be affected when he saw Cheyenne’s

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

all, she is old Mr. Edwards’ granddaughter and…” He had never seen anyone use two paintbrushes

finished speaking, the other two