I'm not a savior

Chapter 255 Starting to Make Stars
"Manager...Mr." After confirming Zuo Si's identity, Leo was obviously at a loss. He was watching the tablet poking back and forth, without any sign of a manager, Leo I think it's a little bit unreliable-this guy can't be a liar, can he?

Leo felt inexplicably that he might really be cheated.

"Huh?" Zuo Si just responded casually. He still didn't stop his reading. Carmen couldn't help it. The girl directly picked up her broom, and she stuck the broom on the ground. On, like an old general guarding the gate:
"Hey! You bastard! Didn't you say you can make Leo famous? What do you mean by looking at the tablet here?"

She was screaming over there, it seemed that this girl was very unfriendly to Zuo Si.

Zuo Si gave the lady a slightly blank look. He always felt that the lady might regard him as...

Rival?

"Little girl, don't worry, I have someone to pick up, and my sexual orientation is normal." Zuo Si finally muttered, and then continued to look at the tablet in front of him.

If Leo didn't respond, Carmen's face would turn red at that moment.She immediately picked up her broom and kept tapping on the ground.

"Who said this! Who said this! Who said this!"

She could almost be called hysterical howling and screaming, as if she had received a huge blow.

Zuo Si casually buttoned his ears, and then looked at Leo.

"Leo, is there any teacher you particularly like? The kind that has videos circulating on the Internet."

Zuo Si asked a question very casually, and Leo also nodded. He took this tablet with an unknown principle, searched it casually, and then handed it to Zuo Si. video.

Zuo Si glanced at it casually, and I found that the dance recorded in this video was a man's dance. This man's dance looked somewhat similar to Leo's. Zuo Si had never learned professional dance content. He just felt that the movements were slightly different. Some similarities, part of Leo's roof should come from this master.

At this time, Zuo Si also discovered that Leo's dance was very well completed, even much higher than this master—is the boy a rare genius?

Zuo Si was really thankful that he had the eyes to predict the future, otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to see this kid.

Zuo Si glanced at it twice, then put down the tablet.

"Is this teacher dancing much better than those outside?"

Zuo Si turned his head with a smile and looked at Leo. Leo nodded resolutely, "It's not at the same level at all. This is a master in the dance world. Which of the guys outside can compare to him?"

"But his popularity and broadcast volume seem to be very sluggish." Zuo Si tapped the screen, and Leo also fell into a state of dumbness at this moment.

He was silent for a long time, and squeezed out a sentence:
"Popularity has nothing to do with skills..."

"Because it does not conform to the aesthetic concept of most people today."

After being silent for a few seconds, Leo sighed deeply, his face looked a little depressed, and his body shrank unconsciously.

Zuo Si could clearly see that Leo's eyes seemed to dim for a moment. He thought for a while, and then took out a small thing that looked like a sticker. He carefully and neatly pasted the sticker on the Leo was on the tablet that knew the function.

"You're half right." Zuo Si quickly put the sticker on, "It's true that this master's dance skills have not reached the level of your level, and the crowd he faces will indeed be much smaller, but, You have to know one thing, there are still a few people in the world who really can’t appreciate this kind of dance at all, you have to know that everyone in this place has to learn a lot of aesthetic appreciation since childhood, as long as it’s not..."

When Zuo Si said this, he stretched out his hand very vividly, aimed at his head and shook it twice.

"As long as the problem here is not too big, most people's aesthetic ability is fine."

"Why then?"

After hearing Zuo Si's sound analysis, Leo jumped up immediately, his eyes widened and he danced, obviously a little excited:
"If their aesthetics are fine, then why did it become like this?"

Zuo Si waved his hand, signaling this gentleman to be calm. He looked around, found a chair, pulled it to his side, and sat under his buttocks.

When Zuo Si sat down, he found that the chair creaked almost unbearably, as if it was about to fall down.

A little black line appeared on his face, and his expression twitched subtly.

"Ahem, there are two reasons - one, do you think watching this kind of dance is a deep learning, or entertainment?"

Leo's mouth gradually opened wide, the boy was not stupid at all, he naturally understood what Zuo Si said just now in an instant.

"Because it's not entertainment? So it didn't spread far?"

"Of course," Zuo Si lamented. To be honest, he also found a phenomenon in this place that was almost similar to the material world—the difference between a worker and a human was greater than that between a human and a dog, and the number of workers in this place was also the same. There are so many fucking things, "Think about it, after so many people have been busy for a day, when they go back to their homes, they will watch the kind of content that can soothe their hearts and get pleasure, and start to see that they didn't know what they didn't do in class. Have you seen the elegant content?"

"...the contradiction between the academic school and the practical school?" Leo obviously knew something, he locked his brows towards one point, obviously thinking.

"perhaps?"

Zuo Si doesn't know how the migrant workers in this place work, but when he browsed the Internet just now, he did see a lot of people complaining about the current group system. He only needs to make some small and logical speculations, and everything will come naturally. So it came to light.

"Second——according to the data I obtained before, this master did have a video explaining the core content of classical dance that became popular because his son appeared on the screen." Zuo Si shrugged, "But a week later, this The video was removed because it did not comply with the posting rules."

Leo gritted his teeth:
"Grass."

He scolded something that didn't fit his identity at all.

(End of this chapter)