Bruce did not say a word. Instead, he waved Li Du away from the cubicles and down the stairs.
The sun was shining brightly outside. The natural environment of South Los Angeles was superb.
As the sun shone on him, Bruce subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands. It was obvious that he hadn't come out for a long time.
Li Du looked at him and realized that this young man was very thin. His skin was very white, like a young girl's, and under the sunlight, his blue veins could almost be seen.
He knew that it was not because Bruce had good skin, but because he lacked sunlight.
Standing outside the house, Bruce asked, "Sir, are you also an Asian? Obviously so, right? "
Li Du nodded. "Yes, I'm Chinese."
Bruce laughed and said, "Maybe we have a common ancestor. I'm also Chinese, but I don't know where I'm from because my parents don't know."
"Where are your parents?" he asked.
Bruce spread his hands and said, "I'm Batman. What do you think?"
Li Du thought quickly and asked in shock, "No way, he was killed?"
Bruce nodded. He pointed to his right leg and said, "There were three shots in total. My parents were shot in the head, and one is on my leg."
His voice was very calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
Very quickly, he changed the topic. "I'm very lucky. Although there's something wrong with this leg, I'm still alive. Although the time I had my parents was short, my parents loved me very much. They were wonderful parents. I love them forever! "
"In comparison, the companions here are more unfortunate." Bruce smiled bitterly. "I don't have to hide it. They're not healthy children, and they don't have loving parents. Believe it or not, if I leave them alone, they'll live for a month at most."
Li Du said, "What about the government welfare institute? Can't we just send them there? "
Bruce shook his head and said, "It's not about the orphanage. It's not about food and lodging. It's about some lunatics. They think of ways to deceive their partners and make them become human trafficking vehicles or force them to steal."
At this point, he asked, "Say, with their brains and abilities, how long do you think they can live if they do these things?"
Li Du was speechless.
Brother Wolf said, "You are a tough guy."
Bruce struck a Kung Fu pose and said with a smile, "I'm Batman."
Li Du asked, "You don't seem to be worried? As far as I know, at your age, you should be studying. "
Bruce said, "I want to, but I have to take care of the guys here. I don't know if you noticed just now, but most of them are Chinese like us."
The social classes in the United States were clearly differentiated, and the social classes in the slums were even more clearly differentiated.
Blacks, Mexicans, South Americans, Europeans, and so on. They all had their own small circles, and Asians had no status among them and were often bullied.
Bruce said, "Well, if I don't care about these fellows, who will? If they don't even care about their own countrymen, why would they care about the Chinese locusts? "
The Chinese were hardworking, low-profile, and down-to-earth. As long as they were given a living space, they would be able to live well.
This was supposed to be a virtue, but the blacks, Mexicans, and a large number of white people were lazy. They did not want to work themselves, and they were unwilling to let the Chinese do the work to earn money. They called the Chinese people 'locusts' to snatch their living space.
The two of them communicated for a long time. Li Du found many good qualities in Bruce, such as kindness, tenacity, hard work, self-love, and self-improvement. He was also very mature, intelligent, and far-sighted.
He did not feel much pressure taking care of these children. He even made plans for the next three to five years, such as how to help his friends, how to take care of them, and how to develop himself.
Even Brother Wolf, who was easily convinced, was convinced. He gave the young man his phone number and said, "If anyone bullies you, contact me."
Li Du wanted to help the young man, so he wrote him a check.
The young man shook his head and said, "So much money will only harm me. In fact, we have no problem living. The government has food stamps, and there are kind people who keep giving us food. We can survive."
Li Du asked, "Is there anything you want? I'm not helping you, I'm paying my tuition. I've learned a lot from you. "
Bruce laughed and said, "I want a Batman suit, but that's obviously impossible, haha."
Hearing his joke, Li Du suddenly had an idea and said, "I think you need the Batman more, right? Every time you go to the government to get food stamps, how tiring would it be to walk there? "
Bruce looked hopeful. "That would be even better."
Li Du remembered his expression. After the event, he contacted Chris Bell and prepared to make a plan with Hans.
He had gained a lot from this event, one of which was his friendship with Kobe. Kobe admired his performance on the court, and Bell spoke highly of him, so Kobe also had a good opinion of him and exchanged contact information with him.
Li Du told Bell about Bruce's situation, and Bell was in awe. "This child lives in the dark, but has a golden heart that emits holy light!"
"I want to help him, give him a gift that can encourage him. Now I have an idea, but it may not be easy to complete. I need your help," Li Du said.
Bell showed a sense of responsibility. "Just tell me, I am willing to cooperate fully."
Li Du took out his mobile phone and found a number he had never called before. After dialing, he asked, "Ms. Frances McDormand? Hello, I'm sorry to disturb you... "
Yes, he had contacted Hollywood actress Frances McDormand, who liked to collect cars in movies and TV. Li Du had once found a Batman motorcycle and bought it.
After his explanation, Frances remembered Li Du and asked him what he wanted.
Li Du knew that the other party would not be happy to be disturbed by him, so he quickly told him about Bruce and the other Chinese children.
Finally, he said, "I want to buy this motorcycle. I want to give it to the child who worships Batman. I want to encourage him, help him, and help him maintain his confidence on the difficult road of life. I want him to be able to go further."
Frances was silent for a few seconds and asked, "Is what you said true? I seem to have told you that I hate being lied to. "
Li Du said, "It's true. I will bring witnesses, and you can investigate it yourself. I want to help this child. I am willing to buy the motorcycle. If you are willing to sell it, I can give you 500,000 dollars!"
"Let's talk face to face," said Frances.
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