This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

Because Chen Fu's sudden arrival caused him some delay, and it was difficult to get a taxi late at night, it was almost ten o'clock when he hurriedly arrived at the school.

On the way back, he had a phone call with Bi Zheng and agreed to meet at the warehouse to continue working on their piece.

He pleaded with Uncle Security for a long time before the other party finally let him in.

The light in the rooftop warehouse was on, Bi Zheng had arrived before him.

Walking upstairs, Bi Zheng was already sitting on the stool, meticulously perfecting the final details.

Lin Jue walked in without disturbing him, quietly standing aside, waiting for him to complete the last face of the sculpture.

Half an hour later, all the faces were completed, but the face of Fang Hao in the middle also cracked the moment it was completed, that mysterious power was still suppressing Bi Zheng's ability.

"Finally... it's done."

Bi Zheng had a smile on his face, gently stroking the sculpture, as if he was stroking his closest lover.

It could be seen that he was really satisfied with this work.

Lin Jue carefully looked at the sculpture. In his eyes, there was no black energy appearing on the sculpture. It seemed that he didn't need to take action, and that mysterious power had already resolved the revived consciousness within the sculpture.

He just didn't know where that mysterious power came from.

He had a few guesses in his mind before, but they all felt unreasonable. The only one that was somewhat reasonable was the system's ability, but this system only issued scripts and rewards, and would not interfere in any real-world matters.

"It's good... that you're satisfied."

Lin Jue turned his head to look at the cabinet on the other side and asked, "Are you... really going to give up sculpting?"

"There's no need to keep insisting, it will only make... myself suffer."

Bi Zheng walked to the cabinet: "It's better to try something... new, and be happy."

"Now that I'm saying goodbye to the past and starting over... these things should also be discarded little by little."

When he said this, there was no emotion in his eyes other than regret. Letting go is difficult, but Bi Zheng really seemed to have broken away from the past, and even if he gave up his talent, he would no longer feel any pain.

Lin Jue did see that a few things were missing from the cabinet. The wooden carved bird and several photos were gone. It seemed that Bi Zheng was already clearing away his past honors.

"Um... you have my phone number, right... if you need any help in the future, you can contact me."

He smiled and said, "Maybe... we can become very good friends in the future."

"Friends?"

Bi Zheng repeated these two words. This word was very unfamiliar to him. Even though he was the class monitor of Class Two before, even though he was amazingly talented, he was still alone, because of his illness, no one wanted to be friends with him.

Those people all looked at him with pity, sympathy, or disgust. Only this guy with multiple roles treated him like an ordinary person.

He looked at Lin Jue, his eyes shining: "Is it the kind of friend... you can confide in?"

"Of course."

Lin Jue nodded: "In the future, if you... have anything you want to say... you can tell me."

The two people, who both spoke very slowly, smiled at each other, and then walked downstairs one after the other.

Downstairs, Lin Jue watched Bi Zheng walk towards the dormitory and waved: "Rest early... remember what you promised me... see you next time!"

Bi Zheng stopped, turned his head and smiled at Lin Jue, without saying a word, but instead of just nodding awkwardly, he waved his hand.

After seeing the other party walk into the dormitory, Lin Jue left.

[Script "Model" has wrapped up]

[Script Ending: Although some accidents happened during the process, you still helped the student complete the final work...]

[Role Fidelity Score 95, Acting Score 95, Plot Score 85, Overall Score A, reward can be obtained]

[Gained Divine Power "Corona Prayer"]

[Corona Prayer: Your sincere prayer has been blessed by the Sun God. Recite the prayer silently, and your fire lethality will be doubled in a short time.]

[Pollution progress cleared 10%, currently remaining 35%]

The reward obtained was not bad. It could increase the lethality of the Quenching Fire Technique in a short time. Perhaps with this [Corona Prayer], he could seriously injure a C-level Wraith. Next time if he encounters the Eternal Night Building again, he might be able to set a fire.

However, why is this plot score so low?

Lin Jue was a little puzzled. He originally thought that changing to Fang Hao's face during the script filming would deduct points for role fidelity, but the fidelity score was not deducted much, but the plot score was not even 90.

Was there a problem somewhere?

He sorted out all the segmented plots in his mind, and indeed found something wrong.

The slightly problematic place is in Plot Five.

[Plot Five: You know all the reasons, you don't want this student's talent to be buried, and decide to assist him, help him complete the final work, and become a witness to the fulfillment of his wish...]

The last sentence, "Become a witness to the fulfillment of his wish".

Lin Jue had asked Bi Zheng's wish before. At that time, Bi Zheng said verbatim that a person with sculpting talent must want to become the greatest sculptor.

But, Bi Zheng himself gave up sculpting, and there is no possibility of this wish being fulfilled.

Is this the reason why the plot score was deducted?

Lin Jue still felt something was wrong. This was a contradictory thing. If the plot score was to be high, then Bi Zheng could not give up sculpting, but since Bi Zheng gave up, then the plot score would be deducted.

This also means that a high score cannot be obtained at all!

Ding dong.

Fang Hao's phone suddenly rang at this time, and someone sent a text message.

The sender was Bi Zheng.

Lin Jue opened the text message, his breath stagnated, he suddenly turned around, and ran back with all his strength.

[I don't know what to call you, should I call you Zhou Yue or Wang Tianshu?]

[Forget it, let's just call you friend.]

[Friend, if you want to look up information to deceive people next time, you must remember to check accurately. I haven't told you the reason for Malevich's depression yet]

[He got sick, it was Parkinson's syndrome. This disease made him unable to continue sculpting, so after a painful struggle, he shot himself and ended his life.]

[I think I am also sick. The disease in my body did not defeat me, but that strange ability completely killed me, fell into the mud and could no longer escape. Everything around me is squeezing me hard, and I can't feel a trace of oxygen.]

[The illness crushed my body, and the ability erased my soul.]

[I told you, I want to give up sculpting, go on a road trip, and see the spring, summer, autumn and winter, sunrise and moonset.]

[I didn't lie to you, I really want to give up sculpting]

[But I have no way to travel. My body and my heart cannot support me to take a new step. I can't see the flowers of spring, the cicadas of summer, the fallen leaves of autumn, and the snow of winter.]

[My only wish now is to be a free and unrestrained bird, so that those diseases and those pains can no longer bind me.]

[Thank you for listening to all my stories.]

[Goodbye.]