Superstar From Age 0

Chapter 756

“Wow. I was so mesmerized that I forgot to take a picture.”

“They’re from the acting department? So all the statues are acting students?!”

“I’ve seen some performance art before, but nothing like this…”

“The costumes and props looked like real sculptures too.”

“I wonder how it feels to see them from inside. They were amazing even from outside.”

“What difference would it make? It’s just a fence separating them.”

“It’s the distance, man. The distance!”

The voices of the people filled the air in front of the temple that had turned into a tent.

The priest (a member of the props team) who was sitting at the reception desk in a Greek style smiled brightly.

He felt proud of the temple and the props that he had worked hard to make.

Meanwhile, two seniors, four juniors from the art department, and 24 participants came out of the crowd of people who were talking excitedly and gasping in awe.

It was because,

“How do we participate in this event?”

“We hid these blessing tickets all over the campus. If you find them, you can join us. But there is a limit of 30 people per time slot as written on the pamphlet. So even if you find a blessing ticket, you have to come early if you want to participate.”

They wanted to find the blessing tickets and join the next event!

“I want to meet the gods again!”

“Me too!”

They felt like they were living in a world where real gods existed after the blessing ceremony.

It was so amazing, exhilarating, incredible, thrilling, and moving…

Anyway, they wanted to join again.

That was when.

They stopped in their tracks as they heard a question.

“Who are the students who acted as the statues?”

They couldn’t help but stop.

“Yeah, who are they?”

“Especially, the main god statue!”

The people who were loudly expressing their admiration became quiet as a mouse, waiting for the priest at the reception desk to open his mouth.

The priest who had everyone’s attention tilted his head.

“Students who acted as the statues?”

“Huh? You said it was a collaborative project with the acting students, didn’t you?”

The priest opened his mouth with a serious expression.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. The statues in our temple are all made with the donations from our faithful devotees.”

The priest shrugged his shoulders.

As if to say, our temple is doing so well. He looked very proud.

“We bought the flawless marbles with the donations, and a very famous sculptor and his apprentices who received the divine revelation made the statues that look exactly like the main god and the eight gods who serve him.”

The people blinked their eyes at the priest’s words and actions.

“Even we were amazed by how lifelike the statues were, as if they would move any moment. And every time there was a blessing ceremony, the main god and the eight gods would descend on the statues themselves…”

The priest who had received Seo-jun’s special training acted very cheekily.

“Acting students? That’s blasphemy.”

The priest shook his head with a displeased expression, and the people just pursed their lips.

They didn’t expect such an answer.

“But you answered properly about the blessing tickets, right?”

“Maybe that’s because it’s necessary for the event?”

“Oh… Maybe.”

“They only descend during the blessing ceremony… Is that the setting?”

“They’re so immersed.”

“But it feels like doing a game quest… It’s kind of fun, right?”

The people were more excited by the unexpected and absurd answer to the question of who the acting students were.

It felt like they were talking to a priest NPC in a game.

“Excuse me…”

“Yes. Feel free to ask.”

“If there’s a limit of 30 people and it’s first come first serve, wouldn’t there be people who can’t participate even if they find the blessing tickets?”

Would they hear another 200% immersed and absurd answer this time?

They hoped a little, but it seemed that such answers were only limited to the temple or the statues, as the priest smiled and answered kindly.

“As written on the festival pamphlet, we have five events from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. There are 30 people per time slot, so a total of 150 people can participate. That’s why we only made and hid 150 blessing tickets.” 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

But the content was not kind at all.

“Crazy… 150 tickets…?”

The people’s heads were struck by lightning as they heard the number of blessing tickets.

They came back to reality from the game they were enjoying.

“No, wait. One time slot is over, so there are 120 tickets left…”

Someone stuttered.

The people were shocked to hear that there were only 120 tickets left, but the kind and gentle priest smiled and continued.

“There may be cases where the number of participants is not enough because you can’t find the blessing tickets, but if you find them, you can participate even in the last time slot. As long as you find them.”

…As long as you find them!

That was the signal.

“Blessing tickets!!”

The people ran all over the campus like a flock of sparrows flying in all directions.

***

“It’s so lively from the first day.”

“That’s right.”

The campus was full of energy on the first day of the festival.

The professors of the art department smiled happily as they saw the cheerful faces of the students and the general public.

It was Wednesday today, and they usually had lectures scheduled, but since many students were participating in events such as plays or restaurants, they decided to take a break from the lectures during the festival.

“There are no students who come to class anyway.”

“Right. They’re all busy having fun.”

The professors were used to it every year.

“Where should we go first?”

“How about the art exhibition?”

“The play is also good.”

“They say the acting students are very good.”

They chatted and enjoyed the festival as much as the students.

“Professor Kim. How have you been?”

“Oh, long time no see.”

They also greeted the industry experts who came to find talented students.

“My student told me that you have some problems over there…”

“Ha.ha.ha.”

The industry expert, or rather, the scammer who was very low in quality, broke out in a cold sweat as the professor squeezed his hand.

Was it because he was a sculpture professor?

His strength was no joke.

As soon as Professor Kim of the sculpture department let go of his hand, the man ran away as if to hide.

“Ahem.”

“As expected of Professor Kim. You can overpower anyone with just a handshake.”

“Well, strength and stamina are the basics of sculpture.”

The three professors laughed at the half-serious joke of the painting professor, and enjoyed the festival.

“Blessing ticket… blessing ticket…”

“Where are you? Blessing ticket~?”

They were puzzled by the strange people who muttered incomprehensible words and seemed to be looking for something, and they also appreciated the performance of the music students.

Then, the three professors sat on a bench for a while to eat the food that the art students handed over to them, saying, ‘Professor! Have this!’ It was lunchtime anyway.

“Hm?”

Then, the oriental painting professor frowned at the white paper stuck in the corner of the bench.

“Who throws trash in a place like this…”

But on closer inspection, it didn’t look like a random piece of garbage.

[Blessing Ticket]

On a high-quality paper, a pair of wings drawn with care.

Fortunately, there were exactly three pieces, so the professors could each take one and examine it.

“Isn’t this the paper that those weird people were looking for? I wondered what they were mumbling, but it was the word blessing ticket.”

“It seems so. Maybe it’s some kind of admission ticket.”

“This style… it looks familiar…”

While the painting professor was seriously looking at the wing drawing, the other two professors looked at the pamphlet.

“This is it. The Temple Project.”

“Sculpture…”

The sculpture professor, Kim, tilted his head.

He hadn’t heard from his students that they were doing such an exhibition.

And it was Greek and Roman mythology.

Even the works that came to mind right away were hard to make at the students’ level.

If they had made decent works by attaching and trimming clay, it would have been fine, but the pamphlet said that they were not clay sculptures, but carvings.

The kind of sculpture that would ruin the whole work if you made a mistake.

‘So they are original characters?’

He didn’t know if they had set up new characters because it was hard to make them exactly like the existing works.

“Shall we go and take a look?”

The oriental painting professor said with a smile, and the Kim professor, who was lost in thought, nodded.

“Let’s do that. I’m curious about what kind of works they are.”

Any sculpture was worth praising for the challenge itself.

“This…”

While the two professors were talking, the painting professor was guessing the creator of the drawing.

“It looks like Minhyung’s drawing…”

It was a sharp deduction.

***

After having a simple lunch with the food that the students gave them, the three professors headed to the place where the Temple Project was in progress.

“There are a lot of people here.”

It felt like everyone who came to enjoy the festival at Hanye University was moving to the same place.

But they could still move, and they arrived at the place where the Temple Project was opened around 12:25.

Ding-

It was the time when the temple was opened and 30 participants entered the fence.

The professors looked at the scene from outside the fence.

“Wow! It’s a temple indeed.”

“That’s right.”

The temple of the Greek and Roman era was spread out in front of the professors’ eyes.

Six statues standing in two rows and two guardian statues standing beyond the fountain.

And in the middle, a statue that looked special by itself.

The professors didn’t know, but the nine statues were standing in different poses than at 11 o’clock.

Then, the two high school students and the art juniors, and the people who came at the first time, kept muttering ‘Crazy! Crazy!!’ and took pictures of the statues that changed their poses.

It seemed like they would come every time until the Temple Project ended today.

“They’re amazing. Did the students sculpt them?”

“Wow. Our school kids were this good?”

The oriental painting professor and the painting professor exclaimed. Then, the sculpture professor, who had been looking closely at the white statues for a while, shook his head.

He couldn’t fool the eyes of the sculpture professor.

The surface of the sculpture and the painted skin of the person were completely different.

“They’re not sculptures.”

“What?”

“They’re all people. They must be students.”

The Kim professor explained in a low voice, not to ruin the atmosphere of the event prepared by the students.

“You know, there’s such a thing in performance art. Like moving statues.”

“Aha!”

At the words of the Kim professor, the two professors opened their eyes wide and nodded. And then they looked at the temple again. Among the 30 participants who were taking pictures or talking, the statues were sitting still without any movement.

“They’re still amazing. They look like real sculptures.”

“Right. But are they all students?”

“Only the statue in the middle is a real sculpture. I don’t know who it is, but they made it very well. The expression of the skin is very good, and they also captured the soft feeling of the muscles and the clothes. The hair too.”

The eyes of the Kim professor sparkled.

There was a student with such talent in our department. He had to call him to the graduate school right away…

“Hello, professor!”

Then, the three professors turned their heads at the same time.

The freshman who called out with a happy heart to find the painting professor regretted it. He forgot that when you call a professor at the university, all the professors turn around.

The freshman was startled, and the painting professor asked with a smile.

“Are you enjoying the festival?”

“Yes. This is the project that Park Minhyung senior participated in.”

“I knew it! This was Minhyung’s drawing!”

The painting professor took out the [Blessing Ticket] he had in his hand. Then, the freshman and the art students around him lit up their eyes.

Blessing ticket! It’s a blessing ticket!

It was the eyes of a hawk that preyed on food.

The three professors who noticed that smiled, and were about to give the [Blessing Ticket] to the students, which was probably an admission ticket to enter the fence, when,

Ding-

A clear bell rang.

“We will now begin the blessing ceremony.”

The orchestra of Jason Moore’s [BREAK] was heard.

“O God. Please, bestow your blessings on those who prayed to you.”

Soon, along with the violin solo of [BREAK] that came from the speaker.

The main god statue, which the Kim professor had sworn was a sculpture,

Opened his eyes.

Stepped forward.

His arms and hands shook.

He smiled softly.

His white lips opened.

“-May you be blessed-”

The blessing came down.

***

The professors who stared blankly at the scene quietly put the [Blessing Ticket] they had pushed to the students into their own pockets.