Superstar

The air in the hospital was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and under the transparent sunlight there was an obscure depression. It was clearly a peaceful and serene scene, but it made the emotions involuntarily darkened, and there was no footsteps. The consciousness begins to lighten, as if a little sound will become the trigger point for the whole world to fall apart.

Looking at the inpatient department not far away, Hugo stopped his footsteps, felt the bright and dryness in the sun, and relaxed the expression on his face, and then took another step.

Pass through the lobby of the inpatient department and enter the small courtyard at the back. At this time, there are a lot of people busy in the open space. There is a small stage made of building blocks directly in front. On the stage, trees and grass are carved out of plastic and wood. Background, several people are helping to fix these backgrounds on the stage.

"Move the parasol tree next to it." A slender figure with a ponytail standing next to the stage shouted with his back to the entrance.

Hugo looked around, but no one responded to the man’s request. Everyone was busy. He put the acoustic guitar aside, walked quickly over, carried the fake tree, and walked aside. "Where is it installed?"

The man didn't look up, and pointed his finger to his right hand, "First install the stump, and then hang the branches."

Hugo didn't talk any more nonsense, and immediately started to get busy. After a lot of busyness, the stage was quickly set up. The man stood up straight and looked up at Hugo, but he said, "Now empty the front of the stage so that the children can come over..." After speaking, it gradually weakened, and a smile appeared on his face, "Hugo, are you here?"

Hugo was stunned when he looked at the woman in front of him who had not given her a pink girl. "Uh, I guess we should have met, but I'm really sorry, may I ask you?" He had an impression of the woman in front of him, but his name was once again. Stumped.

The woman chuckled indifferently, "I am Jessica, Jessica Hansen. I have seen you at the Junjie Music Festival."

Hugo frowned slightly, and said hesitantly, "Junior Music Festival, there should be more than this..."

"I don't know if you remember that Sally is your most loyal fan, she is my daughter." Jessica's words immediately made Hugo realize that Sally Hansen, one of Hugo's most familiar fans, and Jessica is Sally's mother.

Hugo then remembered, and said politely, "You have beautiful long hair like Sally." This made Jessica smile slightly, "Hey, did you participate in today's charity event too?" I haven't seen you in the previous rehearsals."

"Yes, I am one of the volunteers of this charity event, but I don't have any talent for acting. I didn't participate in the performance part, so you didn't see me before. Today is an official event, I will come to help." Jie Sika pinned the scattered hair behind her ears, but her expression was indescribably quiet.

Today’s charity event is hosted by the Grayson Gift Foundation (’s.). The Grayson Gift Foundation was founded by the Leslie Katab (.katab) couple to commemorate their son who was killed by a brain tumor, and to raise funds for children’s disease research and children’s families.

This time I came to Santa Monica Hospital not to raise funds, but to visit sick children. Many children suffering from major diseases are receiving long-term treatment in the hospital, including some cancer patients. Their life in the hospital is not only boring, but also extremely difficult. Today's activity is to bring some joy and hope to the children's treatment life.

Prior to this, Hugo had already participated in a charity fundraising reception hosted by the Grayson Gifts Foundation, and generously donated US$100,000. Hugo also participated in the subsequent visit, but he did not join the live performance last time. This time, Hugo has also become a part of the performance. He will be responsible for the voice-over storytelling part in the children's drama "Little Red Riding Hood".

Hugo noticed the indescribable obscurity in Jessica’s expression, but was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to ask if what was wrong with Sally. After all, it’s easy for people to match Jessica’s attitude on an occasion like this today. Think of children. But this question is a bit offensive-after all, this is just Hugo's speculation for no reason, and Hugo doesn't know whether he should ask.

At this time, a shout came from behind him, "Hugo, you are here!" When Hugo turned his head, he saw Neil Anderson, who was holding a lot of windmills.

Jessica smiled and said to Hugo, "Let’s go over and help. The children are coming out."

Hugo nodded to Jessica, then walked towards Neil, "Isn't it said that the windmill is not easy to distribute, so I changed it to a balloon?"

Neil put the boxes on the ground, and put the windmills one by one on the chairs in front of the small stage. "The windmills are still more interesting, and today some children will go out directly in wheelchairs. We will tie the windmills to theirs later. They can also play in a wheelchair."

wheelchair. The last time Hugo saw a child who was only six years old, he was sitting in a wheelchair scrawny, and all his hair fell out because of chemotherapy. He looked even thinner than Guru, but he was. Sitting in the wheelchair full of energy, he smiled and looked at Hugo. Hugo talked with him for a long time that afternoon, and the child's precocity and sensibility far exceeded Hugo's expectations and left a deep impression on him.

But not long ago, when Hugo came to rehearse in advance for a performance, he never saw the little boy named Hayes again. Later, I heard from the nurse that Hayes' condition suddenly deteriorated in the afternoon. He was playing with his friends in the hospital's recreation room at the time-saying it was playing, but he was just watching. In the end, Hayes didn't even see the sunset that day.

The advanced stage of pancreatic cancer, from diagnosis to leaving the world, only four months. Hayes was only six years old.

Hugo couldn't help taking a deep breath, raised his head and looked at the dazzling sunlight, the warmth in his eyes slowly dissipated in the heat, then lowered his head, smiled and said to Neil, "Jenny will definitely be very happy to see the windmill. She said that she likes the rainbow the most, do you have a special order?" Hugo also helped Neal start to launch the windmill. Jenny is a five-year-old girl who is undergoing treatment for the suffering and pain of bone cancer.

Neil was stunned, "Oh, I forgot." He patted his head depressedly.

"Forget what?" A low voice came over and looked up. It was Fujin. At this time, Fujin had changed into a costume and was wearing a funny wolf costume with a wolf head in his hand. Fujin's usual image is so far apart, it seems that people can't help but laugh.

Fujin felt the sight of Neil and Hugo, raised his leg in embarrassment, and muttered depressedly, "This dress is still a bit too small." Fujin is a tall man, and their clothes are limited due to their limited budget. , Are leased, obviously not too fit.

Hugo couldn't help but chuckled, "It's okay, Neil forgot to make a rainbow windmill for Jenny." Hugo flipped through the materials in the box, "Fujin, or do you make one now?" Today's windmills are all. It is made of cardboard nailed to the reed pole, all handmade.

Fujin lifted the headgear in his hand, responded in a low voice, "Oh", then took the hard cardboard that Hugo handed over, sat cross-legged next to the stage, and began to make a windmill. Seeing Fujin's slightly awkward movements because of his costume, Hugo and Neal couldn't help but laugh.

"Hugo, can you come over and help?" Someone called in the distance, and Hugo handed the windmill to Neil and walked directly over. Here, Hugo is not a top superstar, just an ordinary volunteer.

After finally waiting for the preparations, they were almost busy. Hugo and Fujin participated in the performance, and they all gathered in the backstage to prepare for the performance, while others went to the inpatient department to bring the children out one after another.

Neil took a sip of water and looked around. "Aren't the other two people here yet?"

After Hugo personally participated in the last charity event, he was deeply impressed. Later, when he mentioned this matter with Fujin and Neal, they all expressed their willingness to come and contribute. As artists, they can use their fame and influence to contribute to charity; and as ordinary people, they can also become a volunteer to contribute their strength, even if they are shallow, but every more such volunteer will become Great power.

Later they also called Pedro and Alfonso and sent out invitations. There has been no activity in Glory to Death recently. The five of them are busy with their own affairs, and the two of them simply nodded and agreed.

"What time did you tell them?" Hugo's eyes were still on his manuscript. Although this was just a fairy tale story, Hugo still read his manuscript very carefully and didn't want to make mistakes.

"Nine thirty~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Neil looked at his watch. Actually, the event officially started at ten thirty. I came over an hour in advance to make preparations. Now it's past ten o'clock.

"Maybe something has been delayed." Hugo looked up at Neil, and he saw that there were children coming down. "Neil, look, Jenny is here, and you can bring the windmill to her. She will definitely be very happy."

Neil hurriedly put the mineral water bottle in Hugo's arms, then ran over quickly, and handed the rainbow windmill that had been prepared to Jenny.

Jenny sat awkwardly in the wheelchair, her knees covered with a thin gray blanket, her right hand curled around her waist, her left hand took the windmill Neil handed over, and her tender face burst into the brightest smile, like a silver bell. The laughter followed the wind to Hugo's ears.

Looking at that smile, Hugo can clearly feel the beauty of life and the greatness of life. Perhaps, the feelings brought by this moment can also be called happiness. Why does happiness have a little saltiness?

Neal pointed to the direction where Hugo and Fujin were. Jenny waved the windmill in her hand to Hugo and Fujin. The windmill was spinning slowly in the wind, but Jenny was smiling so happily. Hugo quickly wiped away the warmth from the corners of his eyes and smiled brilliantly.