In the eyes of the public, Tom Cruise is definitely a model of stars and a model of dedication.

And it’s not wrong to say this. As an actor alone, Tom Ge is definitely a model of dedication. There are still many news about him making movies without a stand-in, and he is all over the place. Even after he is fifty, there are still many.

But on the other hand, this is another troublesome person.

For example, regarding dyslexia, starting from the age of fourteen or five, not to mention scripts, even newspapers and magazines have difficulty reading.

But Tom Cruise is not an isolated case. There are many children with dyslexia in North America.

If you want to talk about how he cured it in the end, the biggest rumor is the issue of faith. In this country where freedom is required, freedom of faith has become a breeding ground for certain cults.

Tom Cruise has claimed more than once that it was because of his belief in science teaching that he cured his dyslexia. In fact, no one knows what happened.

Even Pat Kingsley didn't know what his clients were about Science Teaching. Although the name of Science Teaching is very scientific, in the eyes of the public, this is a cult of Chiloro.

Tom Cruise has been criticized for this belief issue. It is not obvious now, but there are some minor troubles from time to time. Pat Kingsley can always find ways to cover up the past.

After all, with the big tree of CAA, some information can be kept out of public knowledge.

After the incident of choosing a concubine in the future, many bad things will be reported, but Pat Kingsley was no longer Tom Cruise's agent at that time.

Walking out of her client's mansion, Pat Kingsley looked back and saw that she only hoped that when her client went out, she would not be provoked by reporters.

After nights in Los Angeles come, if it is not necessary, no one will usually go to the city center.

Just like the major cities in North America, the city center is generally slums, where a large number of people of color live, mainly African-Americans.

Whenever it gets dark, there are almost no normal people walking on the street, and the night belongs to these black groups.

Schroeder grew up in downtown Los Angeles since he was a child. He naturally joined the local gang and made a living by reselling small bags of powder every day.

However, Schroeder did not start his own business today. One of his good friends told him that a movie starring their black compatriots was released. Not only were the starring actors black, but the male lead was also Will Smith.

Even the guys who were in the same gang with him, many of them watched this movie, and they all said it was very satisfying. This was a film where black people killed a lot of white people.

He plans to take his girlfriend to see it today, otherwise he will brag with me in the future and there will be no topic. He can't see all the children who have made a living with him, but he hasn't seen this head.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Schroeder brought his girlfriend to the cinema closest to the community.

As soon as he entered the theater hall, he was shocked by the crowds inside. Did it start to happen that these black compatriots of his own like old movies?

The theater hall was filled with Nico, the black girl, and Schroeder pulled his girlfriend and worked hard to squeeze into the ticket window.

"Yo! Brother, give me two movie tickets, yes, it's the one posted on the wall."

Schroeder escaped a lot of change and followed the ticket gate to open the window and reached in. He didn't care about the ticket gate surrounded by iron fences, even if he opened his mouth, he could only reach into his hand.

Not just cinemas, as long as they are in shops near African communities, they will basically be welded with steel bars, leaving only a small mouth for collecting money.

After receiving the movie ticket handed over by the ticket seller, Schroeder hugged his girlfriend and observed it for a while, walked to the corner with few people, waiting for the beginning of the movie.

"Hey, Jennifer, believe me, this is the movie we black people should watch, and it is definitely not the kind of story of white guys saving the world." Schroeder waved the movie tickets in his hand and began to recommend the video with his girlfriend.

"Have you seen it? Many of my classmates have watched it. Those bixxhs have been talking about this video in school these days!" This girl named Jennifer was obviously underage, but obviously the law couldn't control it.

"Of course I haven't seen it yet, I just want to wait for you." Schroeder hugged his girlfriend, and the two kissed each other as if no one was around. No one around would care about Schroeder's wandering hands, and only some little black buddies were blowing whistles.

On the second floor of this theater, manager Tang De was accompanying Warner Bros. investigator Heywood to look downstairs.

"Do you know, I really can't believe that these Nicos didn't go to sell calfs, rob, or rob, and even came to the theater to watch movies together." Heywood has been saying this since the evening, obviously this situation exceeded his own social cognition.

The theater manager was very calm. He had been surprised on Friday. He had been in this industry for many years and had never seen such a situation.

“Propaganda has sparked topics, and these topics have turned into attention.”

Tang De's words reminded Heywood, the company just sent him to understand the situation, but unexpectedly the situation was unexpectedly good.

"The attention will bring about a rapid increase in box office! Look at these niggers, who would have thought that these scums of society would one day know to queue up to enter the cinema."

Tang De continued to sigh, but at this time Heywood was in trouble. He looked at the theater manager and said in a little embarrassed manner: "Tang De, you know I still have work to do. I want to ask you, can I guarantee my safety in this theater?"

"What are you going to do?" Tang De was a little surprised. Normally, no white people would collect the opinions of black movie fans in theaters like them. "As long as you don't provoke those people, you will be safe in the theater."

"Okay, that's good." Haywood nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. "The company sent me here. I can't go back without knowing anything, right?"

"Well, when this screening is over, I will find someone to follow you, but I advise you to try not to have hope for these people, as they will not understand where the movie is good or what is bad."

Downstairs, Schroeder hugged his girlfriend and lined up to move forward. He didn't know why he had to line up. He usually didn't have this habit, maybe he was just following herd mentality.

After handing the movie ticket to the ticket inspector, the two of them followed the brigade into the cinema.

The seats here are very simple, and most of the red cloth covering the chairs have stains of various colors, making the already ragged seats no longer visible.

And a small number of chairs simply had no cloth surface at all, only an iron rack was left.

Those who come in first can grab a more comfortable chair, while those who come in later sit directly on those shelves, and they don’t dislike it.

Schroeder was lucky and grabbed a corner with his girlfriend Jennifer. Both chairs here were in good condition, but there were some difficult marks on it.

"Hey, Jennifer, I bet there are at least a dozen girls who are being unpacked here!" Schroeder tugged the traces under his butt. He was very familiar with this thing.

"The little bitches from our school have shown off to me here, and they said it was very exciting!" Jennifer shook his thick lips and turned his eyes to the big screen.

Her family conditions are not very good. This is the first time she has come to such a place. It is hard to imagine that a sixteen-year-old girl has never been to a cinema.

However, when you go out and go to the street to ask, this kind of thing is not new. There are many communities that have never been to the cinema.

The lights in the cinema suddenly turned off, and the opening of Warner Brothers appeared on the big screen. The moment the lights were turned off, many buddies whistled, mixed with women's screams and scolding.

Until the beginning of the film, the cinema did not calm down. Most people were chatting constantly, and the buddies with women couldn't wait to chew on them.

Schroeder did not rush to tease the girl, but instead turned his attention to the big screen. He was really curious about this video.

The story begins, when Will Smith appears on the screen and makes out with the white girl, all the blacks seem to have reached their emotional high nest and are applauding loudly.

Sometimes the brain circuits of these black people are indeed quite incomprehensible.

Ten minutes after the film started, there was basically no noise in the theater, and the stories being played attracted everyone.

Schroeder was also attracted, staring at the curtain and even ignoring his girlfriend.

As the story slowly progressed, when the film reached more than halfway, Schroeder woke up by scolding. It turned out that the protagonist Chris was tied to a chair and was about to change his mind.

The audience here must not expect them to have any qualities. After seeing Chris tied up, they all had all kinds of ugly dirty words, and even some black people slogged slang.

When the male protagonist in the film begins to kill and kill, these black buddies start to cheer again, full of words like "doing beautifully" and "fucking them to death".

Schroeder stared at the screen until the end of the film. The film touched him deeply, allowing him to appreciate the charm of the movie for the first time.

The lights in the cinema started to light up again, and everyone was walking out. When Schroeder went out, he found a white man standing at the door, and from time to time he went up to chat with people.

When it was his turn, the white man walked up to him and asked him politely.

"Hey, I am the investigator of this film. This film was made by our company. Can you ask you why you watched this film?"

As usual, Haywood asked the black man who was pleasing to the eye. He pretended not to see him because he didn't want to cause trouble, and then went out and was shot in a blackmail.
Chapter completed!