PPS Chapter 38

Chapter 38: The thing the world has the most of is “what if.”

Chapter 38: The thing the world has the most of is “what if.”

That’s what Professor Qin thought, until Chu Zhaoyi took out several crumpled drawings from his shoulder bag and handed them to him.

Professor Qin nearly fainted.

It wasn’t that the drawings were bad; on the contrary, Chu Zhaoyi’s progress over the past two months was visible to the naked eye. The things in the drawings were lifelike, but the emotions they conveyed made people feel fear for no reason.

A pitch-black night, a blue ocean, and a lonely sail. A man stood on the boat with a blank expression. Although at first glance, there was nothing particularly expressive, closer observation revealed the despair emanating from the man’s whole body.

Oppression.

Professor Qin silently changed to another drawing, the House-Tree-Person test Chu Zhaoyi had drawn before.

Professor Qin was silent for a while, then changed to another.

One drawing after another, each expressed emotions that were detrimental to the core socialist values.

Professor Qin was exhausted. He silently looked up and met Chu Zhaoyi’s eyes, which were eagerly awaiting a response. He was rarely at a loss for words.

The few paintings he had seen initially were probably the ones that Old Gao’s kid had cherry-picked for their positive emotions.

“…”

Chu Zhaoyi blinked in confusion.

Wasn’t it good?

“You…” Professor Qin wanted to ask about the current state of his mental health. He didn’t want these painful and bizarre emotions to swallow the young man.

But when he looked up and saw the boy’s appearance, his heart trembled.

The boy was like a lone boat moored in the middle of a vast black foggy sea, surrounded by thick darkness and confusion. Behind him, a pair of huge, invisible hands, like claws from the abyss, were ruthlessly tearing at him, dragging him step by step into that endless, unknown abyss.

“What’s wrong?”

Chu Zhaoyi looked at Professor Qin’s hand, which was gently gripping his wrist. Just now, for some reason, Professor Qin suddenly seemed lost in thought and took two steps towards Chu Zhaoyi uncontrollably, then tightly grabbed his hand.

“…Nothing.” Professor Qin was brought back to his senses by Chu Zhaoyi’s words. He didn’t withdraw his hand, but instead increased his grip, wanting to say something, but he didn’t know how to start when he met Chu Zhaoyi’s confused gaze.

“It’s just that your skills are still somewhat lacking in all aspects,” Professor Qin said, composing himself and slowly releasing his hand.

Having lived for so many years, he was naturally a composed person.

Chu Zhaoyi’s feeling wasn’t foreign to him.

People with a high talent in art, in some ways, are very good at perceiving emotions. If used properly, they can naturally manipulate human nature at will.

Once, his most proud little disciple, was a complete genius, but somehow gradually moved to the dark side, even attempted to replace the law and raised the banner of justice on his own.

But in the end, he embarked on a path of violating laws and committing crimes. Until the end of his life, he still self-righteously claimed to be upholding justice for others, without knowing how many people he had harmed.

In fact, after that student, he never took a student again. He thought countless times, if he had paid a little more attention to the student back then, and discovered his paranoid thoughts early on, would everything still be on time.

But the world has most is “what if.”

And Chu Zhaoyi’s feeling was very similar to his, very similar to the last time he saw that student.

Professor Qin’s gaze lingered on Chu Zhaoyi for a long time, unwilling to withdraw it.

He stared at him with little displeasure and turned his body away, not wanting to be looked at by Professor Qin.

A very childish action

But it didn’t feel out of place when it happened to Chu Zhaoyi.

After a long time, Chu Zhaoyi heard a heavy sigh behind him.

If he had only looked at Chu Zhaoyi’s talent at the beginning, he would have rarely made an exception to take another student.

Then now his purpose has one more thing.