Superstar

Hugo drove his car out of Los Angeles International Airport. When passing by the arrival hall of the airport, he saw a turbulent crowd at the door, at least five or six hundred people. Joseph, Samora and others were there to attract the attention of journalists. Hugo drove the car and skipped the crowds and left the airport far away.

The shooting of "The Sixth Sense of Spirituality" was delayed for about ten days than expected. The most important thing was that Hugo's state had some ups and downs, which caused the shooting progress to slow down. Hugo just returned to Los Angeles today. The long-distance flight across the United States made Hugo very tired. He did not have the mind and energy to deal with the media, so they came up with a way to shift the focus and let Hugo get away smoothly.

Hugo rolled down the car window and breathed the cool air outside. Compared to Philadelphia, Los Angeles was obviously warmer. It was already December, but the air was still coming with a hint of warm and humid air. This made Hugo's aching head a little awake.

Seeing the road in front of him, Hugo couldn't help being in a daze. He has been restless during this period of time, as if he could not concentrate for too long. The messy brain was completely muddled, even There is no way to tell what he is thinking-in fact, deep down in his heart, Hugo knows the source of his anxiety, but he is helpless.

Because he was filming on the crew, Joseph did not let Hugo see newspapers and magazines as much as possible, so as to avoid the news from disturbing Hugo's mood. But the entire crew is so huge that Hugo can still be seen more or less. If it was before, Hugo would have ignored it, but Hugo has been unable to do anything recently.

The news about Mr. Perfect’s renewed pursuit of Charlize can become the headline of the gossip magazine every three to five. Everyone seems to be watching a series of wonderful series, persevering in tracking the development of the story, and looking forward to the follow-up progress of the story. , Looking forward to the day when lovers finally get married.

Hugo knew he shouldn’t pay attention to these news, but he just couldn’t help it. Every time he heard the make-up artist or the staff chatting, he couldn’t control his emotions. He always wanted to know the details of those stories, but After knowing it, I just made my own heart very tormented. The feeling that it was so tight that there was no way to think made Hugo couldn't help but want to get angry-angry at others, and more angry at himself.

He hates his indecision, he hates his indecision, he hates his indecision, he hates his sanity... he needs a little impulse, a little impulse to be willing, just like when he was fourteen, he left home and chased after him. The impulse to dream may be stupid, unknown, or reckless, but he needs such an impulse, but... he always stays in place. Maybe he is just a coward, destined to have no way to break free and bravely pursue what belongs to him.

This feeling is really bad!

Hugo clenched his fists hard, gritted his teeth, and slammed the steering wheel hard. Then he suddenly realized that the red brake light in front of him was on, and he quickly stepped on the sudden brake. As a result, he rushed forward, his chest was tightened, and he could barely breathe. The person hit the back of the chair again, breathing heavily.

"Tingling bell..." The annoying ringtone came, but Hugo did not respond immediately. After a while, the ringtone was still thinking tirelessly. Hugo turned his head unconsciously to look at it, and finally in the co-pilot I saw the phone on the seat, picked it up and pressed the call button.

But Hugo didn't speak, just put the phone to his ear quietly, and after a short while, a familiar voice came from the other side, "Hello? Hello? Is anyone over there?"

"Sandra, yes, you found me." Hugo rubbed his temples and twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, but he could not squeeze a smile.

On the other end of the phone was Sandra Bullock. She was amused by Hugo's tired voice, "You just got off the plane? Why do you sound so tired? It seems that this shooting is exhausting you."

Hugo pursed his lips helplessly, and because of Sandra's slightly gloating voice, he pulled out a bitter smile, and teased him, "Since you know I've worked so hard, why don't you come to the airport to pick me up? Sit down? Joking on the other end of the phone, this is not what a good friend should do."

"I don't want to be caught by the media! At that time, a group of people came to surround me and ask me about the scandal. It was really too bad." Sandra curled his lips. Hugo could feel it even through the phone. Sandra flipped through a big white smoke, coupled with the expression of disgust in her words, really made people laugh. "Besides, I have a special mission today, and you don't know it."

"Task? What task?" Hugo frowned slightly, seeing that the car in front released the brake and pinched the phone to his shoulder, he also quickly put down the handbrake and let the car run again.

"Don’t you know about the engagement ceremony of Reese and Ryan?" Sandra thought Hugo must know it. In fact, the group of them probably all played together, although Hugo and Reese are not so familiar. But Hugo certainly cannot be ignorant.

"what?"

Hugo's reaction made Sandra stunned, "So, don't you know?" After receiving Hugo's affirmative answer, Sandra frowned, "No. Although this is Rui The engagement ceremony of Qian and Ryan was actually a special event arranged by Stewart to propose to Charlize. Didn't he inform you?"

"Bang!" Hugo suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the whole person rushed forward because of inertia. The seat belt was strangled and his breathing stopped instantly. The feeling of suffocation made Hugo's brain completely blank.

The vehicles behind them were all frightened by Hugo's sudden movements. After slamming the brakes, they all honked their horns and cursed foul language, venting their dissatisfaction with Hugo. But Hugo didn't have the mind to pay attention to them at this time, just kept letting himself breathe, breathe!

"You...what did you say?" Hugo's voice almost squeezed out of his throat, and the anxiety and fear in his heart swept across in an instant, causing his heart to stop beating directly.

Sandra could hear despair in Hugo’s voice, the despair that the whole world was plunged into darkness was like a sea wave splitting his head and covering his face, which made Sandra stunned in place, "I mean... Stewart Proposed to Charlize, and then came up with this special proposal with Reese and Ryan, pretending to be the wedding ceremony of Reese and Ryan, but in fact, during the rehearsal, Reese will leave..."

Hugo listened to Sandra intermittently recounting Mr. Perfect’s perfect marriage proposal. He could not breathe at all, as if he had fallen into a cold abyss. The biting cold made him freeze into ice, even The breath was frozen in the lungs. There is only the heart, only the heart is still beating slowly, but the beating speed is getting slower and slower, and then it begins to break, he can almost clearly feel the pain that was torn apart, slowly, delicately and deeply. The dots spread all over the body, and even the nerves began to tremble slightly, and the pain was so extreme that they were numb, so that he could only release a single voice, only stiff in place like a mummy.

The cars that were intercepted in the back gradually bypassed Hugo's car, and then moved on. When passing by, they all raised their middle fingers and vented their dissatisfaction at Hugo, but Hugo turned a deaf ear to his mind. There is nothing here except Sandra's voice.

The world seems to be still at this moment.

He was going to lose her... The thought grabbed his heart fiercely, and then brutally tore it bit by bit. He really was going to lose her, and what's even more ridiculous was that he never even really owned her. How ridiculous, how ironic, how ridiculous!

Hugo suddenly remembered Leonardo's words, because he was afraid of losing and refusing to have it, this was the most stupid choice. He has never had it before, and he will never lose it. This is a fact; but on the other hand, he has never had it. How to lose it? This is the greatest sorrow.

"Hugo...Hugo?" Sandra didn't hear any sound in the receiver, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Hugo, are you still there?"

"...Yes, yes, I'm still there." Hugo's voice is so calm, but the pain hidden under the calm is like a mountain whistling a tsunami.

Sandra heard the abnormality in Hugo's voice~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She could even taste the bitterness of Hugo on the tip of her tongue. Sandra didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it for a while, Sandra tentatively said, "Hugo, don't you think this is very romantic? I think Charlize will nod and agree."

In an instant, Hugo's breathing stopped, and his entire face lost his blood, as if all his vitality had completely disappeared at this moment.

There was no sound in Sandra's earpiece for an instant, and even the sound of breathing disappeared, which confirmed her thoughts. But immediately, countless thoughts began to flood into her mind madly, which made her stunned, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was lightly outlined. How could she not guess it? Hugo and Charlize...

"Unless..." Sandra said in a long voice, "Unless there is a reason for Charlize to refuse. Hugo, you and Charlize are the best and best friends. You know what reason can Charlize? Reject Mr. Perfect's perfect marriage proposal?"

Hugo squirmed his mouth, but couldn't squeeze out any noise. Sandra gently sketched a smile, "By the way, we are in La Verne, United Methodist Church. The famous filming location of'Graduates'. "After speaking, Sandra hung up the phone and said softly, "Hugo, it's up to you now."