The clown looked at Zuo Si who was standing outside the door in a daze. The gentleman never expected that the gentleman who appeared at his doorstep was the gentleman who had only met on the street.

So how did he know that I live here?

What is he going to do when he comes here?

A mixed emotion flashed in the clown's mind, and his expression suddenly changed twice.

Could it be that this is a fanatical stalker?

Well, very likely.

Otherwise, why could he come here?

Although his mind has changed several times here, a bright smile still appeared on the clown's face. He knew that even when facing such a real stalker, he could not be too excited.

Otherwise, he might be in danger.

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

The clown said with a little vigilance that he had been hiding the door and not fully opened it.

"I'm an alien. Is it incredible for aliens to find you?" Zuo Si looked at the clown behind the door with a smile. He raised his eyebrows a little. Of course, Zuo Si could see the clown's thoughts. He didn't care what the clown thought about him. This time he came to talk to the clown: "Actually, I have a deal to do with you, I don't know if you are interested."

The clown glanced at Zuo Si. He felt that Zuo Si was indeed dedicated and still maintaining his alien character until now.

"What deal? Can aliens still like something on this planet?"

The clown muttered with a slight sarcasm, but he didn't expect Zuo Si to really nod seriously there:

"In terms of material things, I really don't like anything."

Then what do you like?

The clown felt cold behind him for no reason, but Zuo Si's next words made the clown stunned:

"I want to ask you to shoot a tragedy."

Zuo Si said this very seriously, and the clown was completely confused. He raised his eyes and looked around at Zuo Si, but found that he seemed to be unable to see through this guy who called himself an alien.

But Zuo Si's proposal made the clown feel a little moved. He just felt the true meaning of comedy from this guy. When he was worried about what kind of tragedy was the most funny, the guy ran to him and told him that he was planning to film a tragedy.

This coincidence was so much that the clown was a little unbelievable.

He thought for a few seconds, glanced at Zuo Si who seemed to be smiling in front of him, and finally opened the door a little:

"Please come in, sir, I'm quite interested in what you said."

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Zuo Si looked at the clown. He had just planned to take out some "reward" to lure the clown. However, the clown seemed to have his own plans. He took Zuo Si directly into the room, then sat on the sofa, staring at Zuo Si opposite the table.

The two of them stared at each other here, and Zuo Si found that the clown seemed to be dressed like this clown no matter when he was sleeping - could this person not take off his face?

"Ahem." The clown coughed twice, and he stared at Zuo Si, "I don't know what I should call you, sir."

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

"Okay, Mr. Zuo Si, I actually have a question to ask you." Zhou Ke stood up and his chin was raised. His eyebrows were a little bit like dancing. With his clown's outfit, it was a little funny: "Why do you want to shoot a tragedy? The tragedy here is not popular at all. Not only do you not make money, but you will also be scolded and even be beaten up when you go out. Why bother?"

Zuo Si reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He didn't expect that the tragedy in this place would be so miserable, which was much worse than he thought.

"Mr. Zhou Ke, do you know the theory of empathy?" After thinking for a while, Zuo Si began to sort out the language and said all the things he had read. Zhou Ke was listening carefully all the time. His expression seemed to be hidden under the clown's mask. Zuo Si could not see the details of the gentleman. After Zuo Si finished these words, Zhou Ke also let out a long sigh.

"You mean, what you are going to do is that kind of tragedy that doesn't make people laugh? What's the point of empathy?"

Zhou Ke's voice gradually became cold, and Zuo Si's instinctive feeling was not good.

Sure enough, the clown showed a clear look of anger on his face:

"It's simply inexplicable - what's the use of the empathy you're talking about? A smile is the real power to make this world stronger. To create a tragedy that won't make others laugh, just to increase the so-called empathy, it's inexplicable!"

The clown seemed to be really angry. He hummed and stared at Zuo Si in front of him. He didn't like tragedy at all. When he first saw Zuo Si, he thought Zuo Si had almost the same plan as him. He discovered the core of comedy, intending to create a meaningless tragedy and finally achieve the supreme interpretation of comedy. But who thought that this guy actually planned to create a traditional tragedy just to improve his empathy ability?

Zuo Si could only laugh dryly when he saw the clown like this. He shrugged his shoulders and tried to persuade the clown at the end:

"I saw someone fall off the ladder yesterday and fell miserably. He seemed to be injured very much, and it might even be life-threatening. But everyone around him was laughing. It was not until the end that someone went to help him - Mr. Zhou Ke, don't you think this is normal."

Zuo Si felt that this sentence would probably 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 glory to trade your own pain for the happiness of others."

Zuo Si was stunned for a moment, and 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 benefit, so all matters related to tragedy are on the back of this world.

There is only laughter in this world, and people cannot understand the feelings beyond laughter.

Therefore, even when relatives, lovers, or friends die, they will not be sad.

Because it is unnecessary when you are sad.

Zuo Si stood up.

"It's rude."

He knew that it would be useless to continue talking, so he turned around and left.
Chapter completed!