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This is racism!

As soon as Spike Lee's words came out, it instantly refreshed the cognition of everyone present. Is there anything more outrageous than this when a black man said that another black man who was blacker than him discriminated against him?

Because of this, the people at the scene were stunned again.

In this short moment, Gilberto Silva threw the third egg, and the egg flew towards Spike Lee with a whistling sound.

In recent years, this black director has been showing off his power with this black face. Where has he suffered such a loss? The smell is worse than the fermented chicken dung. Although he almost fainted from the smoke, he still pointed at Gilber. To Silva's side, ready to curse.

In fact, he can't do anything other than talk shit. He can't do anything else.

Spike-Lee opened his mouth wide, and even if his eyes were covered by rotten eggs, he straightened his back like he used to, and just as the voice was about to come out, the egg flew over.

Originally, the egg flew towards the vicinity of his forehead, but Spike-Lee straightened his back and suddenly became a little taller. The egg was not biased and just hit his front teeth.

puff--

Eggs that had been stored for months or years shattered, and blackened whites and yolks flowed into Spike-Lee's mouth.

vomit--

The next second, Spike-Lee couldn't sit still anymore, bent down and knelt on the floor, making a vomit sound.

The stench of chicken manure was ten times stronger. It was so powerful that Matthew covered his nose unconsciously. Even if he was still a little distance away from Spike-Lee, it was still unbearable.

He is very doubtful that Spike Lee will be smoked to death...

The last egg flew into Spike-Lee's mouth, and it seemed to be broken. The sour taste probably made Spike-Lee fly, right?

"Look!" Someone in the audience shouted, "Spike-Lee knelt down and apologized to Matthew."

There was a burst of laughter at the scene.

Spike-Lee was sitting across from Matthew, kneeling on the floor, bending over and vomiting, as if he were kneeling.

Finally, a staff member rushed into the venue and stopped Gilberto Silva. Gilberto Silva did not resist, but spit hard at Spike Lee, and followed the work very cooperatively. Personnel left.

Oprah couldn't help laughing, especially the last sentence of Spike-Lee, which refreshed her cognition to the sky. It turns out that people can be so shameless.

As soon as the black guy rushed up to throw the eggs, she quickly picked up the microphone pinned to the collar and notified the director to insert the advertisement. Fortunately, Justin Timberlake and Jennifer Jackson broke the scandal from the Super Bowl. Since then, live broadcasts in the United States have been delayed by five to ten seconds by default, giving directors enough time to react.

Even so, Spike-Lee's accusation of racism against the black guy was spread with the TV signal.

Oprah asked someone from the backstage to deal with Spike Lee, and at the same time, he found the doctor, and he was shaking his head secretly.

In this short period of time, the director had informed her that someone had called to protest, and the protest program team chose a scum like Spike Lee to appear on the program.

Audiences are easily guided by public opinion, but they are not fools. If a black man shouts racism against another black man, is the racism he speaks still credible?

Now that the situation is really happening in front of many audiences, Oprah can also relax and say something.

Spike-Lee was smitten by rotten eggs, and was carried out directly, and he was taken care of by his own doctor. Oprah has no plans to stop this episode, because this episode can obviously be a hit.

In just two or three minutes, the staff cleaned up the stage, but only Matthew and Oprah were left on it.

The show is also coming to an end.

After the commercial break ended, the live broadcast cut into the scene. Oprah was notified by the director and said, "Racism is a stubborn disease in society, but it's just as everyone has just seen."

Since we want to stand on the side of justice, of course, we must kill Spike Lee on the commanding heights. "There are also some people who use the topic of race to achieve their ulterior motives, instead of really fighting for the power of minorities. We are trying to eliminate it. While racist, we must also beware of the appearance of such people."

After speaking, Oprah walked towards Matthew, Matthew stood up, and then Oprah sent him the famous Oprah hug.

"You have endured too much pressure and criticism during this time, and it is not easy." Oprah let go of Matthew and stood beside him, looking very kind and intimate, "Fortunately, you persevered and got fair and just."

Matthew nodded, "I have always believed that there is kindness in our world."

Oprah got a time reminder from the backstage director and asked, "Tell me how you feel about this."

Matthew pondered for a while and said, "The film "Three Hundred Spartans" has suffered too many undue accusations because of Spike-Lee, which also made me think better about the film. "

He paused for a moment, faced the audience, and then said, "We are not making movies for the film industry, let alone for a special group of people, we are making movies for the audience, for you."

There was warm applause at the scene, and Oprah was also clapping hard for Matthew.

The show ended with applause, but the applause lasted for a long time, and even passed into the backstage and into a lounge.

Spike Lee has washed his face, rinsed his mouth, and asked his agent James Jackson to send away the production staff and doctors. Sitting on the sofa, he only feels that his mouth is full of stench, and his head is still dizzy. .

"They are racist!" Spike-Lee waved a hand subconsciously, "This is racism!"

James Jackson yelled, "Spike! Spike!"

Whether it was the unbearable stench in his mouth, or whether the words worked, Spike-Lee paused.

"Stop talking about racism in the future." James Jackson reminded patiently, "No one will believe your racist remarks anymore."

He tried to slow down his tone, "Let's go back to the movies."

Spike-Lee was stunned, recalling what had just happened, he was the number one **** in Hollywood for nearly 20 years... No, the position of the number one freedom fighter was destroyed like this?

Without the big banner of racial issues, he doesn't make a fuss about his skin color, and he is a fart just based on the movie itself.

"I'm going to sue them!" As the number one scumbag in the skin trouble army, how could Spike-Lee be reconciled, "I'm going to sue them!"

At this time, he thought that there is still a big banner of law that can be resisted.

After what he said, James Jackson thought of the call he received earlier and said, "Matthew Horner and Skydance are suing you for defamation, I just received a notice, the subpoena will be tomorrow. to your office."

"What?" Spike-Lee's eyes widened.

Not very far from this lounge, Matthew just finished removing his makeup, sent the makeup artist he brought away, and asked Helen Herman, "Is there any news from the court?"

"Well." Helen Herman nodded, "It is estimated that the subpoena will be sent to Spike Lee in the next two days."

She thought for a while, and then said, "Having this show is very beneficial to us."

Matthew snorted coldly and said, "Then have a long lawsuit with him. If you throw money at him, you will kill him! You have more money than us..."

As far as Spike Lee's director's income is concerned, he is too far behind, and the most important thing in this matter is David Ellison, who is not short of money and can find the most suitable lawyer.

Many rich people play like this, and dragging can drag people to death.

"By the way." Matthew asked again, "Is Spike-Lee still gone? You ask the crew, I'll go see him."

Helen Herman was immediately alert, "What do you want to do?"

Matthew spread his hands, "What can I do? Just go over and offer my condolences." He suddenly thought of the black guy who threw eggs, and said, "Say hello to Oprah, don't let them embarrass them on stage That person."

Helen Herman nodded and said, "I'll go right now."

She left the dressing room and came back in less than five minutes, not only dealing with the black guy, but also asking where Spike Lee was.

Matthew stood up, "Come on, let's go see Spike."

With that said, he opened the door of the dressing room~www.readwn.com~ and walked out. Helen Herman quickly followed, and asked again, "What are you going to do?"

Matthew replied as he walked, "Spike Lee is the most disgusting, craziest, most inhuman villain I've ever met, I'm going to go over and stimulate him to see if he will take the initiative to shoot at me, in that case I will You can beat him up."

"You're so boring." Helen Herman didn't take it seriously, because Matthew wasn't going to Sparrow Lee's side.

Of course, Matthew was not so boring. He came to the backstage studio, said hello to the director and other behind-the-scenes staff, said a few polite words, and chatted a few words with Oprah, who came over, and left Harper. The studio that the production company belongs to, get in the car and return to the hotel.

"Helen," Matthew said, sitting in the car, looking out the window at the receding scene, "this is just the beginning."

This may seem absurd, but even more absurd things have happened in Hollywood, not to mention the accusation of racial discrimination. The lack of jobs may be exaggerated, but the decline in competitiveness is inevitable under similar conditions.

Matthew looked back and asked, "Who else is involved this time?"

Helen Herman also knew how bad it was, thought for a moment, and said, "Spike Lee, Naomie Harris, Paula Patton, Francis Lawrence, Jada Smith and her Will Smith behind him, and... Vin Diesel, the rest are all dispensable little people, don't worry about it, I'll take care of them."

"Oh..." Matthew was silent for a while, then said, "I am a very vengeful person, and it is not too late to take revenge for ten years."

The car stopped in front of the hotel and the busy day was over.

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