Chapter 54: How Could He Be a Deadbeat1? (Part 1) The already cramped little room became even more crowded with the arrival of the painter, Mendeleev. Zhou Yang stared at Mendeleev. Naturally, he recognized this world-class painter who enjoyed fame both at home and abroad. The iconic messy hair and thick beard, combined with that obsessive gaze that seemed unlike an ordinary person's, fulfilled every fantasy he had about what an artist should look like. Artists were supposed to look like…