I'm not a savior

Chapter 327 Arguing
The clown looked at Zuo Si standing outside the door in a daze. This gentleman had no idea that the person who appeared at his door was actually this gentleman who had only met once on the street.

So how did he know I lived here?

What is he going to do here?
Various emotions flickered in the clown's mind, and his expression suddenly changed twice.

Could it be that this is a fanatical stalker?

Well, very possible.

Otherwise, why would he come here?
Although his mind changed several times here, the clown still had a bright smile on his face. He knew that even in the face of such a real stalker, he couldn't be too excited.

Otherwise, he might still be in danger.

"Hey, hello sir, how did you find me here?"

The clown opened the mouth with a little vigilance, he had always kept the door ajar and didn't fully open it.

"I'm an alien. Is it incredible that an alien finds you?" Zuo Si looked at the clown behind the door with a half-smile, and raised his eyebrows a little. The clown's mind, he doesn't care what the clown thinks of him, this time he came to talk to the clown: "Actually, I have a deal to make with you, I don't know if you are interested."

The clown gave Zuo Si a blank look, and he felt that Zuo Si was indeed dedicated, and he was still maintaining his alien personality until now.

"What deal? Can aliens still see anything on this planet?"

The clown muttered a little mockingly, but he didn't expect Zuo Si to actually nod seriously there:
"In terms of material, I really have nothing to look at."

So what do you like?
The clown inexplicably felt a chill behind him, but Zuo Si's next words made the clown stunned:
"I would like to invite you to film a tragedy."

Zuo Si's words were extremely serious, and the clown fell into a daze. He raised his eyes and looked around Zuo Si, but found that he seemed a little unable to see through this guy who claimed to be an alien.

But Zuo Si's proposal moved the clown a little bit. He had just perceived the true meaning of comedy from this guy. When he was worrying about what kind of tragedy would be the most funny, this guy ran up to him and told him He himself intended to make a tragedy.

It was such a coincidence that even the clown couldn't believe it.

He thought for a few seconds, then glanced at Zuo Si, who was smiling but not a smile, and finally opened the door a little:
"Come in, sir, I am quite interested in what you have to say."

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Zuo Si looked at the clown, he had planned to offer a little "reward" to lure this Mr. Clown.However, this Mr. Clown seemed to have his own plan, he directly brought Zuo Si into the room, then sat on the sofa, staring at Zuo Si across the table.

The two of them stared at each other here, and Zuo Si noticed that the clown seemed to wear such a clown's attire at all times—could it be that this clown wouldn't take off the attire on his face when he was sleeping?

"Ahem." The clown coughed twice, staring at Zuo Si with wide eyes, "Sir, I still don't know what I should call you."

"Zuo Si." Zuo Si waved his hand slightly.

"Okay, Mr. Zuo Si, I actually have a question I want to ask you." Zhou Ke raised his chin, and his eyebrows moved upwards. His eyebrows seemed to be dancing, matching his clown attire , a little bit funny: "Why do you want to shoot a tragedy? Tragedy is not popular here at all. Not only does it not make money, but it is also abused by people, and even goes out and gets beaten up. Why bother?"

Zuo Si stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, he never expected that this place would be so miserable, it was much worse than he imagined.

"Mr. Zhou Ke, do you know the theory of empathy?" After thinking about it for a while, Zuo Si began to organize his words and speak out all the things he found in his research. Among them, Zhou Ke had been listening carefully. , his expression seemed to be covered under the clown's mask, Zuo Si couldn't see the details of this gentleman's expression for the time being, and after Zuo Si finished speaking, Zhou Ke also let out a long breath.

"You mean, what you want to do is the kind of tragedy that won't make people laugh? For that empathy?"

Zhou Ke's voice gradually became colder, and Zuo Si instinctively felt bad.

Sure enough, the clown showed obvious annoyance on his face:
"It's just inexplicable-what's the use of the empathy you mentioned? Smiles are the real power that makes this world stronger. Making a tragedy that won't make others laugh is just to improve the so-called empathy. It's inexplicable! "

The clown seemed really annoyed. He snorted and stared at Zuo Si in front of him - he didn't like tragedies at all. When he first saw Zuo Si, he thought that Zuo Si had almost the same plan as him , discovered the core of comedy, intending to create a meaningless tragedy, and finally achieve the supreme interpretation of comedy, but who would have thought that this guy would actually plan to create a traditional tragedy, just to improve his empathy?
Seeing the clown's appearance like this, Zuo Si could only laugh dryly. He shrugged his shoulders, trying to persuade the clown at last:
"Yesterday I saw someone fall from the ladder and fell badly. It seemed that the injury was not light, and it might even be life-threatening, but everyone around was laughing, and no one came to help him until the end - Mr. Zhou Ke , don’t you think this is also a normal thing?”

Zuo Si felt that this sentence might make the clown make a little concession, but to his surprise, the clown just sneered after hearing this sentence:
"Shouldn't this be something to be happy about? It's an honor to trade your own pain for the happiness of others."

Zuo Si was dumbfounded for a moment, he suddenly discovered a problem at this moment.

The world view of this world is different from the world he was in before. There is no need for tragedy here, because there is no profit, so all matters related to tragedy are on the back of this world.

There is only laughter in this world, and people cannot understand emotions other than laughter.

So, they don't grieve even when their loved ones, lovers, friends die.

Because grief is unnecessary.

Zuo Si stood up.

"excuse me."

He knew it was useless to continue talking, so he turned and left.

(End of this chapter)