This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 97 Unable to Carve a Realistic Face

Bi Zheng's face was full of struggle, and he was moving the carving knife on the sculpture, but he just couldn't move.

"Bi Zheng!" The teacher was truly angry. "Are you sure you want to waste your talent? If you fail again, the school will have no choice but to expel you!"

Other students also cast their eyes over and whispered to each other, all of them lamenting that the once dazzling genius was now unable to produce a satisfactory work.

After hesitating for a long time, Bi Zheng sighed and looked at Lin Jue: "Can you restore your previous expression?"

Is this guy going to overcome his inner demons?

Lin Jue obediently returned to his original position, his expression returned to despair, and negative emotions filled the air once again.

Bi Zheng's hands finally moved, and many students came over, wanting to see if this genius could return to his previous state.

The teacher also folded his hands in anticipation, but gradually, his brow furrowed. "Bi Zheng, I told you this time the work is realistic. What are you carving?"

Could it be that this guy has been carved into the same crooked and uneven abstract style as the one in Wu Fangfang's room?

Lin Jue moved closer and saw that the sculpture's facial features did appear, but it had a crooked nose and slanted eyes.

Although the carvings of other students were not very good, at least one could make out a human figure, but the one carved by Bi Zheng was completely a pseudo-human creature, which made many people experience the uncanny valley effect.

This is too abstract...

"Well, so this is how I look in your eyes..." Lin Jue laughed dryly twice. As the facial features appeared, he clearly saw black gas begin to emerge from the statue. This thing had begun to develop a strange consciousness.

This ability is truly amazing.

"I...can't carve it out...in a realistic style." Bi Zheng gestured around the sculpture with the knife in his hand, as if he wanted to destroy the work.

"Bullshit!" The teacher's face flushed with anger. "When you first entered school, wasn't the carving style realistic? Now you tell me you can't do it?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize that his words were a bit harsh. He sighed, patted Bi Zheng's shoulder, and softened his tone a little: "Your talent is not only in abstract style. The realistic sculptures I saw you carved were also perfect. What are you afraid of?"

Bi Zheng paused and lowered his eyelids: "I'm sorry... Teacher."

"Alas." The teacher sighed again. "I'll give you three days to carve a new one. Remember, it must be realistic."

Lin Jue listened to what the two said and felt a little confused.

The student who had asked him for help to answer the question before said that Bi Zheng was quite talented in abstract style. He thought that the other party could only carve sculptures like those in Wu Fang's room, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Bi Zheng also has talent in realistic sculpture, but he changed his style inexplicably, so much so that even though the teacher pushed him so hard just now, he still couldn't carve it out.

He looked at the sculpture head that was emitting black air. It seemed that there were other reasons besides making the sculpture come alive. This was the reason why Bi Zheng was so resistant to carving out the facial features.

"Although these abstract sculptures have developed consciousness, their power is not strong. At that time, the pile of sculptures in Wu Fang's home were just a group of strange mascots, which only served to scare people..."

"Is it because realistic sculptures are more terrifying, or even potentially harmful, that Bi Zheng changed his style?"

Lin Jue looked at Bi Zheng, who was silent and lowered his head, and comforted him caringly: "Well, it's okay, don't worry, anyway... I will come over in the next few days."

Bi Zheng looked up at him without saying a word, showing no emotion. ...

When it was time for lunch, Lin Jue sneaked into the student cafeteria, bought a box lunch, and found a seat close to the students in Class 2.

A student noticed the model, took the initiative to sit over, and greeted her, "Brother, are you an actor? Your performance in class just now was so perfect. It made me feel like I was witnessing countless people struggling in a sea of ​​despair."

Lin Jue looked flattered and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, that... I'm just an unemployed vagrant. Maybe it has something to do with my experience..."

What kind of experience would make a person have such emotions?

The student looked at Lin Jue's decadent face and felt sad that he was also a miserable person.

"That student...what happened to him...I heard the teacher say he was quite talented, why...did he become like this?"

He secretly pointed at Bi Zheng, who was sitting alone in the corner and eating silently.

The student looked back and said, "You're talking about the class monitor..."

What he said next was similar to what Lin Jue knew, but there was one more piece of information, which was that when Bi Zheng entered school, he was best at realistic sculpture. Both his expression and facial features were very consistent with the appearance of a model, and could be called perfect.

But then the style suddenly changed.

"I think it started with an exhibition." The student's pupils lifted upwards, lost in memory. "At the beginning, the school even allocated an abandoned classroom to the class monitor to store his works."

"During that time, the squad leader's works often appeared in art exhibitions of all sizes in Sanjiang. But after one exhibition, the squad leader's temperament suddenly changed."

Lin Jue took a piece of twice-cooked pork and put it in his mouth. He asked vaguely, "Is it because...someone said that his work was not good? So he got upset."

"I don't know either," the student sipped his soup. "Anyway, after the exhibition, the class monitor went to the warehouse and smashed all the works. No matter how much we tried to persuade him, he wouldn't stop. After that day, he never made any realistic sculptures again."

From the sound of it, it seems that Bi Zheng's change occurred after an exhibition, which means that Bi Zheng must have discovered something or encountered some stimulation at that exhibition.

Perhaps it was something more terrifying to him than the sculpture's revival.

After dinner, Lin Jue found the warehouse that the classmate had mentioned.

The warehouse is located in the corner of the top floor of a teaching building. Due to the decrease in the number of students, there are many empty classrooms in the school. This entire floor is abandoned and rarely visited. Even the cleaning lady rarely comes up.

The corridor was full of dust. Lin Jue came to the classroom in the corner. The door was not locked and could be pushed open easily.

Lin Jue walked into the house after lifting the cobwebs at the door. There were still some sculpture fragments on the floor that had not been cleaned up. It could be seen that Bi Zheng had really been ruthless and smashed all the works to pieces.

There is a display cabinet near the wall, on which are placed some honorary trophies, with words such as first prize and champion of a certain sculpture competition written on them. These are Bi Zheng’s previous honors.

Next to a trophy, there is a wooden carving of a bird with its wings spread high, as if it is about to soar into the sky.

In addition, there are some photos. In the photos, Bi Zheng is smiling very happily. Although he is ill, his face is full of confidence, which is completely different from his current gloomy appearance.

Because of that strange ability, he sealed all his glory in this abandoned classroom, and now all that is left for him is the pain of losing what he loves.

(End of this chapter)