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!

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

knows how to catch attention! I’ve never seen her

“Exactly! Does she think this is some kind of playground? That kind of art won’t

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

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

a reward for

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

that time, Cheyenne’s expression became mysterious. She squinted her eyes and lightly laughed. “200, 000

–

he said it, Cheyenne would hack his

piece of paper on the table. Without finding any paperweights,

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

is showing her

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

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

had 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

“Cheyenne!”

herself made Cheyenne lift up her head and nod slightly

also felt a headache. “Exactly, ever since I became famous,

much his heart would be affected when he saw

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

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

speaking, the other two judges