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!

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

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

kind of playground? That kind of art won’t make it into any

finishing off this oil painting, everyone thought that would be all but instead saw how she took small steps back

do?” Jerry watched the scene and couldn’t help

there a reward for the

but they will also have

Cheyenne’s expression became mysterious. She squinted her eyes and lightly laughed. “200, 000 dollars… okay

himself to say his sarcastic remark – “Do you think

said it, Cheyenne would hack

of paper on the table. Without finding any paperweights, she picked up two bricks from the ground

an instant; her dark hair cascaded down like seaweed. The

showing her calligraphy

challenged student? How can she write calligraphy?

characters she wrote yet;

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

“Cheyenne!”

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

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

be affected when he saw Cheyenne’s

backup. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if he fainted on the

is old Mr. Edwards’ granddaughter and…” He had never

speaking, the other two judges immediately refuted

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