This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 107 Wish
Final song?

Listening to the system's words, Lin Jue frowned slightly. Is Bi Zheng really ready to give up sculpture completely?
He also said that he hoped no accidents would happen, but it seems that there were accidents.

Soon, his frown relaxed. Although it was a pity that Bi Zheng gave up his talent, it was someone else's choice. He had 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 said while carving.

Malevich was a foreign sculptor mentioned by Lin Jue and Bi Zheng when they met for the second time. He was good at abstract sculptures of the suffering type.

He mentioned this name at that time just to test whether Bi Zheng was the protagonist of this script.

"I know a little about it." Lin Jue responded.

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

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

"Malevich was already suffering from severe depression at the time. His sculptures... not only reflected the suffering of the people... but also reflected himself... He was crying for help..."

Hearing Bi Zheng's words, Lin Jue raised his eyelids and glanced at the other person. The student was carving the sculpture in front of him seriously. He seemed to be just explaining Malevich's style to Lin Jue, and there was no 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 asking for help by saying this now?
Bi Zheng seemed to notice Lin Jue's gaze, and stopped what he was doing. He smiled and said, "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 an artist I like very much."

His smile was no longer as gloomy as usual, but was exactly the same sunny and positive one as in those photos. His condition seemed to be getting better.

"Once this work... is finished, I will apply to drop out of school..."

"I want to get a driver's license, buy a used car, and travel alone, watching the sunset and sunrise, enjoying the breeze and the bright moon..."

"Maybe... I'll learn photography... and take pictures of the beautiful scenery along the way: the first flowers of spring, the first cicadas of summer, the falling leaves of autumn, and the snow of winter."

Bi Zheng said a lot in one breath. After letting go, he felt much more relaxed, his tone was cheerful, and he was looking forward to future travels.

Lin Jue listened quietly. He had always been a very qualified listener. After Bi Zheng finished speaking, he smiled and said, "If possible, please send me some photos. I will 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 carving.

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

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

After reading it, he grinned: "What wish can a person with a talent for sculpture have? Nothing more than... becoming the greatest sculptor." There was no decadence or unwillingness in his expression. He had really let it go. This thing that originally made him painful seemed to have become a trivial matter in his mouth.

Lin Jue stopped talking and the atmosphere became quiet again.

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

"Only some details are left... You can move... I have memorized all those expressions..." Bi Zheng signaled Lin Jue that he could rest, while he changed tools and began more detailed carving and polishing.

Lin Jue walked aside and watched carefully. The first thing Bi Zheng carved carefully was Wang Tianshu's face. As the facial features became more and more complete, he noticed that the air in the room began to gradually become lower, and it seemed that something in the sculpture was about to wake up.

It was indeed a magical power. As Bi Zheng chopped down one sword after another, 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 coming out of the sculpture. Wang Tianshu's face moved and his eyes looked in the direction where Lin Jue was standing.

This kind of sculpture with a specific reference object will try every possible way to replace the model! Just like the person in charge!
Lin Jue raised his eyebrows and was about to have a good talk with the other party to get him to be a sculpture obediently, but suddenly he heard Bi Zheng groan, and fine cracks appeared on Wang Tianshu's face on the sculpture, and the strange aura completely disappeared.

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

Is this an accident?

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

Is it because the real Wang Tianshu is dead and he discovered that the person in front of him is not the real replacement, which caused a bug in this thing?
Or is it because there are two other faces?
"I feel like something is...suppressing my abilities..."

As the sculpture's creator, Bi Zheng felt it most directly: "The moment the face was completed, I… I felt my own power pouring into the sculpture, awakening it… But then it seemed as if a mysterious force also surged into the sculpture, suppressing and destroying my power…"

Is there such a thing?
Was it the actor system? Because the person the sculpture wanted to replace was in the system space, the system intervened, interfering with Bi Zheng's abilities?
Lin Jue was a little confused: "Try the next face."

Upon hearing this, Bi Zheng began to carve Fang Hao's face again, but the same thing happened again. As the details of the facial features were improved, cracks appeared again on Fang Hao's face at the moment when it was about to fully recover.

"The ability... has been suppressed again..." Bi Zheng looked at the cracks on the sculpture. These cracks seemed to be spread all over the face like spider webs. It looked fragmented and had no artistic value at all.

So strange…

If this last work is not completed, then the script cannot continue.

Lin Jue thought for a moment and said, "How about I try changing my face again? You only need to make one face this time."

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

"Every face here is fake, just like... just like you. These cracks represent unstable falsehood... Only by breaking the disguise... can we see the truth..."

“This is my most perfect work.”

(End of this chapter)