This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

【Scene 2: You have successfully applied to be a sculpture model. Today is your first day at work, and you meet a student who is different from the others...】

Bi Zheng walked in front, with Lin Jue following closely behind. When they reached the teaching building, Bi Zheng held onto the handrail, gasping for breath. Such a short distance had been very difficult for him to walk.

Many students going upstairs cast glances at him, some with sympathy, some with fear, and some with mockery. They all avoided him, as if they thought Bi Zheng was something terrible.

Lin Jue stood quietly aside, not offering to help. Only after Bi Zheng had recovered did the two of them head upstairs.

In the classroom on the second floor, students had already begun to arrive. Lin Jue sat obediently to the side, listening to Bi Zheng explain the job.

His job was very simple: just to sit there.

He would make corresponding expressions and movements according to the themes assigned by the teacher, for the students to refer to.

At nine o'clock, the sculpture class started on time.

The teacher wrote two words on the blackboard.

【Suffering】

"This is today's theme. Coincidentally, our model is very suitable for this temperament. He looks like someone who can endure hardship."

The teacher placed the chalk on the desk. Lin Jue, surrounded by the students, twitched the corner of his mouth, unsure how to react to such words.

"This time, we are making a head sculpture, using a realistic style. This work will be directly linked to the final grade, so I hope everyone takes it seriously."

As he spoke, he shifted his gaze to Bi Zheng in the corner. Currently, the most troublesome student in the class was this one.

Previously, Bi Zheng was recognized as a genius, but recently, he didn't know what was going on. He was always unable to complete a complete work. If this continued, he would fail the entire course.

The key was that it wasn't just this course. Bi Zheng was lagging behind in many courses. If he failed too many subjects, it wouldn't just be a simple matter of extending his graduation. The academy might directly advise him to withdraw.

Bi Zheng's eyes were vacant, not knowing what he was thinking. The teacher coughed heavily: "Bi Zheng, did you hear me?"

This sound seemed to wake Bi Zheng from his dream. He lowered his head: "I... I know."

"Sigh." The teacher sighed, disappointed that Bi Zheng wasn't living up to his potential. He turned his gaze to Lin Jue, who was sitting in the middle: "Model, let's begin. Make a corresponding expression based on your own understanding of suffering."

"But remember, once you make an expression, don't move."

"Okay." Lin Jue nodded in agreement, thinking about what expression would best fit the theme.

Suffering...

He thought of the scene when he first saw Yongye Tower at the orphanage, the desperate wails appearing in his mind.

At this moment, he seemed to return to that time. The negative emotions brought by Yongye Tower re-emerged in his heart, and he put himself into the things described by those voices.

The middle school student whose hobbies were taken away by his parents, the worker whose value was denied by his boss in the company, the pitiful woman whose private photos were taken after being violated, the filial son whose mother's life-saving money was misappropriated...

All the pain depicted in those voices seemed to converge on Lin Jue. His original calm expression changed, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

He was like a survivor struggling in the deep sea, or a desperate person who had experienced countless pains but could not grasp any hope.

He was in a swamp of suffering, but could not find any raft to escape from it.

An extremely desperate aura filled the entire classroom. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at Lin Jue in the middle.

It was hard to imagine what kind of experience would cause a person to have such intense despair. How painful was this model's life?

Some emotional girls couldn't help but shed tears. They didn't know why they were crying, but seeing the person in front of them was even more tearful than watching a sentimental TV series.

The teacher was also stunned. He felt that he was not looking at a model, but more like a tightly sealed prison, with boundless darkness enveloping him, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Only Bi Zheng's eyes slowly lit up. He seemed to be touched by this emotion, picked up the tool at hand, and began to carve on the plaster.

Although his movements were slow, they were very coherent, without any stagnation. Before long, a rough outline of a human head slowly emerged.

Only then did the other students recover from that emotion, and one by one began to work. The classroom was filled with the clanging sound of tools colliding with plaster.

Many times, the model's influence on sculpture is crucial. A model that can express emotions can definitely inspire the sculptor.

And now Lin Jue is the perfect muse of suffering. Even students from wealthy families who are pampered can deeply feel that emotion, and their movements are non-stop.

It wasn't until noon that the teacher signaled that Lin Jue could rest.

Lin Jue rubbed his stiff cheeks. The students' works had already shown the initial outline, and the facial features were beginning to appear.

However, it must be said that these students' sculpting skills were really not very good. Although they grasped the emotion, the facial features were somewhat distorted. Anyway, Lin Jue didn't think these works reflected his handsomeness.

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He walked to Bi Zheng's side. Bi Zheng had stopped carving an hour ago. He thought this guy had already finished, but he didn't expect that the sculpture in front of Bi Zheng had no facial features.

This is a sculpture without a face.

"What's going on? Wasn't he the first to start? Even if his movements are slow, it shouldn't be so slow, right? The other students have more or less carved out the facial features, and only the final polishing remains."

"And he stopped an hour ago. Does he not want to carve facial features?"

Lin Jue thought of a story from his previous life, 'Drawing the Dragon, Dotting the Eyes'.

The dragon with the eyes drawn would become alive. Was the reason why Bi Zheng didn't carve facial features because the sculpture would come alive once it had a face? Just like those guys in Wu Fang's room before.

Asking when you don't understand has always been Lin Jue's excellent quality. He put his face close to the sculpture and asked with a deliberately puzzled tone: "Hey, why did you stop? This sculpture... it's not finished yet."

"It's... finished." Bi Zheng said expressionlessly.

"But... there are still facial features." Lin Jue pointed to the sculpture and said in a joking tone: "Could it be... are you afraid that the sculpture will come alive if you carve out the facial features?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Bi Zheng's expression had obviously changed. This sentence seemed to hit his sore spot, and his pupils were trembling violently: "Are you telling... telling fairy tales?"

Bi Zheng's reaction had already explained everything. The sculpture would come alive after it had facial features, so the completion of his work was only half done. It wasn't that he couldn't carve it out, but that he was resisting it.

"Bi Zheng." The teacher walked behind Bi Zheng, his words a little angry: "Is this your work? If you hand in this work, you will definitely fail your final exam!"

Failing the student was not the teacher's purpose. He just didn't want Bi Zheng to waste his talent, so he wanted to push this student.

Bi Zheng pursed his lips tightly. He held the carving knife, but couldn't bring himself to start. Lin Jue saw the struggle in his eyes. The other party cherished the opportunity to study at the academy, but his strange ability made it impossible for him to continue sculpting.