"Fuck! Charles, get up right now! You can't be late on your first day of school!"

Ovitz's voice echoed throughout the entire bedroom. Charles covered his ears with the blanket and mumbled indistinctly:

"No, Ovitz, don't bother me, let me sleep a little longer..."

The next second, Charles was dragged off the bed by Ovitz without any mercy and was taken to the bathroom to wash up while being put on his school uniform.

He had just returned from filming "The Shining" and was temporarily staying at Ovitz's house. Fortunately, the guy was still single and lived alone in this small apartment, so Charles naturally moved in.

Moreover, this life of living under someone else's roof will probably continue for some time.

Since he's still a minor and can't even sign a rental agreement, landlords simply can't trust him to rent to such a young kid.

Although he grew another year older recently, and is now seven years old.

At the dining table, a man and a woman sat together. In front of Charles was a plate containing something he couldn't make out. He could only vaguely make out that it was a mixture of fried egg and toasted bread, and it smelled a bit strange.

He frowned and asked:

"Ovitz, do you eat this kind of stuff every morning?"

He couldn't help but wonder how this guy had managed to stay healthy all this time.

Ovitz tapped his plate with his knife and fork, urging impatiently:

"Do you have a problem with my cooking? You should be grateful to have something to eat, okay? Hurry up and finish eating so you can go to school. I'm very busy today."

"What, does that 007 agent need to see you again?"

"Yes, I might have to go on a business trip for a few days. I hope you'll be okay staying here alone?"

Charles paused for a moment, then said:

"Uh... Have you ever thought that I'm actually still a child who needs to be taken care of? Never mind, I don't care. Even eating frozen food is probably healthier than eating your cooking."

During the time that Charles was filming, Ovitz finally reaped some rewards, unexpectedly signing the famous 007 series star, Sean Connery, a few days ago.

Sean became famous throughout the country thanks to the 007 series of movies. He was able to gain a place in Hollywood just by playing James Bond. Signing him is definitely a sure win for CAA.

Charles still can't figure out how Ovitz managed to lure this big star from England to CAA.

However, he does hope that CAA can develop soon, so that it can provide him with more resources and he won't have to live such a hard life anymore.

At least don't let the agent and their own actors continue to squeeze into the same small, run-down apartment; it's just too embarrassing to talk about.

It seems he still needs to find more opportunities to introduce clients to this guy; this plan needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

While Charles was still slowly eating, Ovitz had already finished packing, picked up his car keys, and was about to go downstairs. Before leaving, he reminded him one last time:

"Watch the time, hurry up and get down, I still have to take you to school."

Charles sighed helplessly.

Upon returning to Los Angeles, the first thing Gan did was ask Ovitz to help him find a private elementary school. After paying several thousand dollars in tuition, he was enrolled without any problems.

In this place, money makes things easier.

However, Charles certainly didn't want to go to school; he couldn't wait to film his next movie and make money as soon as possible.

But there was no other way; for the sake of future development, he had to contribute some funds to the education cause in America.

......

"Hey, Ciel, it's your first day of school. Remember to make a good impression on your classmates, fuck, why do I sound like a doting father... Okay, that's all. Contact me if you need anything. Good luck!"

Charles followed the trail of exhaust fumes from the beat-up Ford into the private elementary school near Hollywood. It was close to the film set, which made it easy for him to take leave and leave whenever he wanted, which was a good thing.

Moreover, this school has another advantage: a high percentage of white students, making it safe.

Although Charles didn't think elementary school kids would get into gang fights, brawls, or shootings, it was better to be cautious for his own safety in America.

Moreover, Charles has recently been implicated in John's shooting incident, and has been in the public eye ever since his interview with reporters that day.

Ovitz had warned him to be careful lately, as John's father was said to be the CEO of an oil company, and his family had been wealthy for three generations with connections to the mafia.

These past few days, he's been walking on edge, always worried that some black guy wearing a scarf might pop out of some alley and yell at him.

Charles quickly entered the classroom under the teacher's guidance.

The students were clearly surprised that there would be a new transfer student so close to the midterms, and they all looked at the handsome new student with curiosity.

Charles looked down at the group of kids whispering and talking amongst themselves. Luckily, he wasn't famous yet, otherwise he would definitely be surrounded by these nosy children.

He just wants to keep a low profile and live a quiet life as an ordinary student.

Therefore, when he introduced himself, he deliberately did not mention that he was a child star. He simply said his name and went to the seat that the teacher had arranged for him.

Immediately afterwards, Charles glanced at his deskmate...

WTF, he came to this school to avoid encountering black people, but how come his deskmate happens to be a black kid?

The school bell rang, and he awkwardly sat down in his seat. To his surprise, his deskmate greeted him very warmly.

"Hey, yo~ My name is Tupaik Shakur, what's yours?"

The other person proceeded to perform a series of greeting gestures typical of Black children, which Charles completely failed to understand.

"Uh, my name is Ciel...wait, what's your name!?"

"Tupac, oh right, I also gave myself a stage name, take a look."

As Tupac spoke, he picked up a pencil and wrote a few words on the desk:

"2Pac"

Charles was stunned. This guy really was the rap legend who died young in his memory.

2Pac is a maverick with a unique style. While other rappers were still singing about women, money, and cars, he had already begun to think about how to use rap to convey the ideas of freedom and equality.

Many people even consider him one of the greatest rappers of all time.

Unfortunately, his life was very short; he was shot and killed at the age of 25. Otherwise, he would definitely have had the opportunity to become the next MJ, who became a global sensation.

But the question is, why is this guy in Los Angeles? Shouldn't he be a New Yorker?

Charles began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory, or if the butterfly effect he had created was already affecting these things.

"How about it? Doesn't this stage name sound cool? I bet those Black celebrities couldn't come up with such a cool name."

"Uh, that's great. If this stage name gets out, it'll definitely be a hit, and it suits you perfectly."

When Tupaik heard Charles praise him like that, he was delighted and patted him on the shoulder. Just as he was about to speak, he was immediately noticed by the teacher who was teaching and was given a warning.

He leaned closer to Charles and whispered:

"Bro, I knew the moment I saw you that you were different from those arrogant white guys. I'm definitely going to be your brother."

After saying that, he secretly bumped fists with Charles.

Charles was somewhat speechless.

Although this guy will definitely be very powerful in the future, he's really quite naive right now.

However, Charles didn't mind getting to know the other person better, as it might help him build connections within the Black community in the future. Besides, this would also fulfill Ovitz's request to make more friends at school.

As for whether white and black people can play together?

He doesn't care about that.

"Hey, Charles, let me tell you, there are quite a few Hollywood child stars in this school. I see they're very busy every day."

"Uh-huh."

There is actually one right in front of you.

Seeing that Charles seemed somewhat perfunctory, Tupac nudged him with his elbow and continued:

"Hey, don't take this lying, Jennifer, you know what? She's famous around here!"

Upon hearing the name, Charles paused for a moment.

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