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!

under sunlight for everyone else to see. There were murmurs among the crowd expressing interest in this

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

is some kind of playground? That kind of art

after finishing off this oil painting, everyone thought that would be all but instead saw

to do?” Jerry watched the scene and couldn’t help but mutter curiously,

a reward

200, 000 dollars. Not only that, but they will also have the opportunity to be

that time, Cheyenne’s expression became mysterious. She squinted her eyes and lightly laughed. “200,

couldn’t bring himself to say his sarcastic remark – “Do you think it’s that easy to

he said it, Cheyenne

spread out a white piece of paper on the table. Without finding any paperweights, she picked up two bricks from the

her fair hand and took off the brush from her head in an instant; her dark hair cascaded down like seaweed. The brush danced in

showing her calligraphy

an academically challenged student? How can she write calligraphy? It seems like she has been hiding this talent all

seen what characters she wrote yet; you guys are praising too

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

“Cheyenne!”

up her head and nod slightly before picking up her oil

here? Isn’t this wasting my time?” Another judge also felt a

be affected

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

is old Mr. Edwards’ granddaughter and…” He had

as this judge finished speaking, the other two judges immediately refuted him