I set up a shelter organization

Chapter 269 This is the power of prejudice

On the stage.

The idol sang with all his might, his voice echoing throughout the street.

He seemed to have incorporated his emotions into his singing, and every word he sang was powerful and infectious.

The lyrics of this song also express a feeling of being unappreciated and displaced.

Maybe he also sang out his inner thoughts.

The perfect combination of lyrics and emotions greatly aroused the emotions of the audience.

The song is over.

The audience in the audience burst into applause.

However, this is just a street business activity. The idol's journey to fame and realization of his dream is destined to be difficult.

Shen Yu just watched silently.

The coldness in his eyes and the aloof temperament he exudes easily separate him from the crowd.

The white leftist turned his head slightly.

Unlike the people around me, others were either shopping or gathered under the stage to enjoy the performance of their idols.

From beginning to end, Bai Zuo's attention was focused on Shen Yu who was beside him.

Bai Zuo possesses intelligence and strong observation skills far beyond ordinary people, which enables him to easily see into the inner world of others.

Most people in the world are transparent in his eyes.

He could see through the filth and ugliness deep in those people's hearts at a glance.

White leftists chose to accept the malice and even allowed themselves to fall deeper into the abyss of malice.

However, Shen Yu is both similar to and different from him.

The same thing is that the president is also an exceptionally intelligent person, and even sees things more clearly than the white left.

The difference is that the president did not allow himself to be devoured by malice like the white left.

He isolated himself from the world and faced it with alienation.

At this moment, Bai Zuo is trying to explore Shen Yu's true thoughts deep in his heart through his calm appearance.

Of course, white leftists know that this is difficult.

The accumulation of time, differences in cognition, and knowledge all come together.

This created a clear boundary between him and the president.

Bai Zuo thought that perhaps in the eyes of the president he was just an ignorant child, and everything he did would be watched, and everything he did was transparent.

Deep down in Bai Zuo’s heart, Shen Yu is a being with a strong sense of divinity but also with humanity.

He admired the other person and couldn't help but get closer to him.

There is a kind of mentality that people who are in darkness can't help but reach out to those who stand in the light to seek salvation.

The president is not a scorching sun that will not burn those who approach him. He is like a vast universe containing infinite secrets and encompassing all things.

Whether it is a radiant star or a dim planet, whether it is an all-devouring black hole or a fleeting meteor.

He will include it all.

This may also be the reason why the president can attract so many contract masters and allow those contract masters with strange and different personalities to stay safely in the shelter.

White leftists often wonder what kind of person the president is?

What a turbulent past he had.

Did his experience shape his character, or did his character determine his experience?

White leftists don’t know.

Shen Yu noticed Bai Zuo's gaze, or rather, Bai Zuo did not hide his gaze from the beginning.

"What's wrong? Was the performance not good?"

Bai Zuo turned his head and said, "General."

Although he didn't even glance at the people on the stage.

Shen Yu thought to himself that this character card was not the type that liked to watch performances. Perhaps causing trouble was what the other party liked most.

But he can't possibly follow the other party to cause trouble, right?

Fortunately, Bai Zuo also knew that the president would not follow him to cause trouble, so after watching the performance, the two planned to leave.

But the white left suddenly stopped.

Shen Yu glanced sideways.

Bai Zuo smiled and said, "President, please go back first. I still have some things to do."

Shen Yu thought, so perceptive? Never mind, he should just run away first, otherwise it would be even harder to handle the situation if he stayed.

So, Shen Yu nodded to Bai Zuo and decisively returned to the headquarters.

The other side of the street.

A man dressed in a suit and looking like a street juggler was standing on the street.

He held a deck of cards in his hand, the cards flying between his fingertips, and his excellent fancy shuffling attracted many passers-by to stop and watch.

"Mom, I want to see this."

Several children pulled their parents to stop and refused to leave.

The street performer bowed to the audience like a gentleman and said, "Everyone, I am going to perform a magic trick for you."

The artist has black hair and wears gold contact lenses, and his eyes sparkle in the sunlight.

Such outstanding appearance also attracted a group of audiences for him.

The girls were attracted by the magician's appearance and stayed there and refused to leave.

"Ahhh, so handsome!"

“Is he a star?”

“I didn’t find any information about him.”

The street performer took off his hat and showed it to the audience so that everyone could see that there was nothing inside.

Then he held the hat upright, and with a flick of his hand, a fat pigeon appeared from the hat.

"Oh!"

The onlookers exclaimed in amazement at the magic show.

The magician released the fat pigeon in his hand.

The pigeon flew around him once before taking off and flying away.

Next, he used playing cards to perform several classic magic tricks, successfully retaining more audiences.

Everyone was amazed at the superb magic he performed. Even though they knew that magic was performed by sleight of hand, they were still attracted by his flawless magic.

After the magician finished his performance, he bowed to the audience.

Everyone applauded.

After the audience dispersed, the magician sorted out his props.

A shadow fell.

A man stood in front of the magician. He looked around and saw a lot of coins scattered around, which were tips from the audience.

He said in a very sarcastic tone, "I didn't know that a dignified S-rank Contract Master has fallen to the point of performing on the streets?"

"If you are so poor, you might as well consider becoming my servant."

"It will also prevent us, the Contract Master, from losing face in public."

The magician looked up and gave a puzzled smile: "Sir, do you know me?"

"Huh? What are you pretending to be, you stinking bird?"

Bai Zuo folded his arms and looked down at the magician who was squatting on the ground to clean up.

The magician gave an exaggerated smile.

He put on a top hat, and his temperament was completely different from that of the down-and-out street magician before.

Asuka A touched his face and said, "How did you know? I thought my disguise was perfect."

The white left scoffed, "You still think it's perfect? ​​I can smell that avian stench on you from a long way off."

Asuka A spread his hands, "I see, this is the power of prejudice."