This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 94 My Favorite Tool is Still the Wrench
Does Bi Zheng really dislike being stared at by strangers?
Lin Jue gave him a shy smile, while Bi Zheng looked at him thoughtfully for a few seconds and turned away.

"Hey, buddy." The student next to him nudged him with his elbow. "Which class are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"Well, I'm a broadcasting major. I don't have classes today, so I came to listen... I'm quite interested in sculpture."

Lin Jue responded hesitantly, imitating Wang Tianshu's response. Although his face was decadent, he looked very young and had not yet lost his childishness. No one would doubt that he was a student.

"Is that so?" the man said, "But the speed at which you speak sounds quite like the monitor of Class 2."

The squad leader of Class 2 he mentioned should be Bi Zheng. Bi Zheng speaks slowly due to physiological reasons, while Wang Tianshu speaks slowly due to psychological problems. The two are indeed quite similar in the way they speak.

Lin Jue pretended not to know: "Who is it?"

"You don't even know that Bi Zheng is a famous person in our school." The student pointed at Bi Zheng who was sitting in the middle of the classroom: "Look, that's him."

Lin Jue looked at Bi Zheng's back: "Is he, is he famous?"

"He's a genius in our profession. Even though he has a physical disability, he was still specially recruited."

"Although his movements are slow, he is able to calm down and concentrate. Sculpture is a slow and meticulous process. Many of his works have the style of abstract masters and have been included in several large-scale exhibitions."

"Well, that's pretty impressive..." Lin Jue gave a thumbs up.

"But he seems to have hit a bottleneck recently. He's always been unable to carve a complete piece and often stops halfway through."

The student sighed with regret, "And his personality has become increasingly withdrawn. Even though he had health issues before, he was always optimistic and positive, but now he keeps to himself and ignores us when we talk to him."

Is it because you discovered that your sculptures have consciousness?
It is indeed a terrifying thing to discover that the dead objects you made have human consciousness.

Bi Zheng didn't want these sculptures to appear, so he destroyed them halfway through.

Having talent but being unable to display it because of this strange ability and not being able to do what you love is a very painful thing in itself. No one would feel good about it, and it would only be a matter of time before they become lonely.

The bald teacher on the podium patted the table and signaled for silence: "I will start the roll call now. If you don't come today, you will fail the final exam."

Nowadays, teachers don’t like to call the roll before or after class. They will randomly choose a time period during breaks to call the roll so that students cannot skip classes.

"Oh no." The student next to Lin Jue looked very anxious and whispered, "Hey, can you help my roommate answer the question later? They're out playing online games."

"There are five of us in total. If I answer alone, I'll be easily discovered. How about you answer three? You're a broadcasting major, so changing your voice should be easy. Give me a hand, buddy."

Kids nowadays don’t pay attention in class and always run away to surf the Internet.

Lin Jue shook his head slightly, but still agreed after the other party told him about Bi Zheng.

The student wrote three names on the notebook and handed it to Lin Jue: "These are the three. Thanks, buddy."

Lin Jue glanced at the names on the notebook. As the roll call began, voices of answers were heard in the classroom.

"Bi Zheng." When Bi Zheng's name was called, the teacher sighed. This special student knew where people were without being called.

What a pity. I had the opportunity to become a rising star in the sculpture world, but now it seems that I have encountered inner demons and cannot complete any works.

"Yang Yuanyang!"

When he heard the name written by the student, Lin Jue changed his voice and answered.

However, he didn't expect that the three students' student numbers were connected, so he had no choice but to switch to the other two voices. The students beside him were stunned. These three voices were completely different. If he hadn't been sitting next to them, he wouldn't have known that they were the same person's voice.

As expected of a broadcasting major, he is awesome.

He expressed his admiration: "Brother, if I had your ability, my adopted sons would kowtow to me every day."

In his previous life, Lin Jue had indeed trained in the technique of switching voices in order to better fit the character in the play.

Details determine everything, and the Best Actor award is no accident.

He sat for a while and then prepared to find an opportunity to sneak away.

At this moment, the bald teacher on the podium asked a question: "Next, I would like to ask a basic question: What are the most commonly used tools when carving plaster materials?"

"If you answer correctly, you'll get two points added to your normal score. If you answer incorrectly, don't come to my class anymore."

For students majoring in sculpture, this was basic common sense, a completely easy question to answer. However, the teacher happened to point at Lin Jue, who was about to slip away. He said, "The student sitting at the back, you, the one with the gloomy face."

"Me?" Lin Jue pointed at himself, and after confirming that the teacher was calling him, he stood up awkwardly.

Everyone looked over, and Bi Zheng also looked over. His expression was indescribably strange, as if he knew that Lin Jue couldn't answer.

Lin Jue, who was being stared at by countless eyes, felt even more embarrassed and his face turned red with nervousness, just like an introverted person who was pushed onto the stage in the spotlight of everyone's attention.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "Well, there should be some kind of saw, axe, sledgehammer, chisel, etc."

Lin Jue happened to have not yet made up for this knowledge, so he answered completely based on his own feelings. These large weapons can be used to shape people, so it should be no problem to use them to shape sculptures...

yes...

The whole place fell silent. The bald teacher twitched his lips slightly, as if trying to suppress his anger. "Then tell me, how do you use these tools?"

"First, use a saw to cut the plaster into the right size, then... use an axe to carve out the rough outline of the bones, and finally, uh, use a hammer and chisel to do the final fine carving of the muscles."

"You must wear gloves during this process to avoid blood stains... No, to avoid lime sticking to your hands."

Lin Jue spoke slowly and nervously, but his words made everyone shudder. It didn't sound like he was talking about how to make a sculpture, but more like he was talking about how to be a human being.

Use a saw to cut the body into the right size, then use an axe to break the bones, and finally use a chisel to shave off the muscles.

The student who was originally full of admiration for Lin Jue moved aside quietly and swallowed his saliva. When Lin Jue said this just now, he clearly saw the light in Lin Jue's eyes, as if the other party had really "done" something.

Lin Jue didn't seem to notice the teacher's increasingly dark face on the podium, and said to himself: "Well, teacher, my favorite tool is still the wrench..."

"Get out!" The teacher couldn't hold it in any longer and roared, "Which class are you from? What's your name? If you can't even answer this easy-to-get-point question correctly, don't come to my class anymore!"

"Teacher, I'm Yang Yuanyang from Class 3..." Lin Jue walked out of the classroom dejectedly.

The student next to him was stunned.

No, is this your name? You are just making it up!

(End of this chapter)