This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

Swan song?

Hearing the system's wording, Lin Jue frowned almost imperceptibly. Could it be that Bi Zheng was really preparing to completely give up sculpture?

And it also said to hope there were no accidents. It seems like there will be accidents then.

Soon, his brow relaxed. Although it was a pity that Bi Zheng gave up his talent, it was someone else's choice. He had already done what he should do and had no right to interfere too much.

As for accidents, just deal with them.

"Do you... like Malevich very much?" Bi Zheng asked while sculpting.

Malevich was a foreign sculpture master that Lin Jue and Bi Zheng mentioned during their second meeting, specializing in abstract sculptures of the suffering type.

At that time, he mentioned this name to test whether Bi Zheng was the protagonist of this script.

"I've learned a little about him," Lin Jue responded.

"At that time, you said... said a sentence, saying that his sculptures largely reflected the suffering people of that turbulent era..."

"Actually, there's one more point..."

"At that time, Malevich had already suffered from severe depression. His sculptures... not only reflected the suffering people... but also reflected himself... it was his cry for help..."

Hearing Bi Zheng's words, Lin Jue raised his eyelids and glanced at the other party. This student was sculpting the sculpture in front of him with a serious face. He seemed to be just explaining Malevich's style to Lin Jue, without any other meaning.

Am I overthinking it?

Lin Jue thought of the sculptures he saw in Wu Fang's room. These sculptures were extremely similar to Malevich's style. Was Bi Zheng's current words also a cry for help?

Bi Zheng seemed to notice Lin Jue's gaze, stopped the movement in his hand, and smiled: "You... don't look at me like that... I don't mean anything else... I'm just pointing out the shortcomings in your understanding... Malevich is also one of my favorite artists."

His smile no longer had its usual gloom, and was exactly the same as the sunny and positive one in those photos. His condition seemed to be improving.

"After this work... is completed, I will apply to drop out of school..."

"I want to get a driver's license, buy a used car, travel alone, see the sunset and the morning glow, and enjoy the breeze and the bright moon..."

"Maybe... I'll learn photography... to capture the beautiful scenery along the way, the first flower in spring, the first cicada in summer, the falling leaves in autumn, and the snow in winter."

Bi Zheng said a lot in one breath. After letting go, his whole state became much more relaxed, his tone was cheerful, and he yearned for future travel.

Lin Jue listened quietly. He had always been a very qualified listener. Only after Bi Zheng finished speaking did he smile and say: "If possible, send me some photos, I'll show them to the children in the welfare home."

"No problem..." Bi Zheng nodded and said nothing more.

The warehouse fell silent, leaving only the rustling sound of sculpting.

After a long silence, Lin Jue suddenly said: "Bi Zheng, do you have any wishes?"

"Wishes?" Bi Zheng's movements stopped again. He first looked up at Lin Jue, then slowly moved his gaze to the cabinet beside the wall. He seemed to be looking at those past honors and photos.

After looking at them, he grinned: "What wishes can a person with a talent for sculpture have...? Nothing more than... becoming the greatest sculptor."

His expression didn't have any decadence or unwillingness. He had really let go. This matter, which had originally caused him pain, seemed to have become a trivial matter in his mouth.

Lin Jue didn't speak again, and the atmosphere fell silent once more.

Two hours later, Fang Hao's facial contours appeared in the middle. Three faces appeared on one sculpted head at the same time, but there was no sense of disharmony. This was talent and a solid foundation.

"Only some details are left... You can move around now... I've memorized all those expressions..." Bi Zheng signaled that Lin Jue could rest, and he changed tools to begin more detailed carving and polishing.

Lin Jue walked to the side and watched carefully. The first face that Bi Zheng meticulously carved was Wang Tianshu's face. As the completion of the facial features became higher and higher, he noticed that the air in the room began to gradually lower, and something seemed to be about to awaken in the sculpture.

It really was a magical power. As Bi Zheng made each cut, the originally lifeless sculpture seemed to come alive.

As the last detail was completed, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped. It was obvious that a large amount of black gas was emerging from the sculpture. Wang Tianshu's face moved, and his eyeballs looked towards the direction where Lin Jue was standing.

This kind of sculpture with a specific reference object will try to replace the model! Just like that person in charge!

Lin Jue raised his eyebrows. He was just about to have a good chat with the other party to make it obediently be a sculpture, but suddenly heard Bi Zheng grunt. Fine cracks appeared on Wang Tianshu's face on the sculpture, and that strange aura completely disappeared.

"What's going on? Wasn't this guy about to revive just now?"

Is this the accident?

This sudden change caught Lin Jue off guard. He curiously looked at the sculpture. Now this thing no longer had any strange aura and had become a real sculpture.

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Was it because the real Wang Tianshu was already dead, and it was discovered that the person in front of him was not the real replacement object, causing this thing to have a bug?

Or was it because there were two other faces?

"I feel like something... is suppressing my ability..."

As the creator of the sculpture, Bi Zheng's feelings were the most direct: "At the moment when that face was completed, I... I noticed that the power in my body poured into the sculpture, awakening it... but it seemed like there was a mysterious power in the dark that also poured into the sculpture, suppressing and destroying my ability."

There's such a thing?

Is it the actor system? Because the person the sculpture wants to replace is in the system space, so the system took action and interfered with Bi Zheng's ability?

Lin Jue was a little confused: "Try the next face."

Hearing this, Bi Zheng began to sculpt Fang Hao's face again, but the same thing happened again. As the details of the facial features were perfected, cracks appeared on Fang Hao's face once again at the moment it was about to completely revive.

"The ability... is suppressed again..." Bi Zheng looked at the cracks on the sculpture. These cracks seemed to be like spider webs, covering the entire face, making it look fragmented and without any artistic value.

How strange...

If this last work is not completed, then this script will not be able to continue.

Lin Jue thought for a while and said: "Why don't I change another face and try, this time you only do one face."

"No need." Bi Zheng shook his head, the light in his eyes becoming brighter and brighter: "For others... maybe this is an imperfect work, but for me, this work is extremely perfect... completely in line with my impression of you..."

"Every face on it is fake, just like... just like you, these cracks represent unstable falsehood... only by breaking the disguise... can you see the truth..."

"This is my most perfect work."