Superstar

"I just heard from Joe, you still have work tomorrow morning?" Charlize stepped on the sidewalk beside the sidewalk, supported his hands, and walked staggeringly, the skirt that he held with his right hand was waving in the wind. .

Hugo was standing under the sidewalk, following Charlize step by step. While looking around the empty street, he was worried about whether a car would suddenly rush out from behind, and he said nothing to Charlize. Chatting, "Well, there is an interview at ten o'clock. The appointment was made two weeks ago from the American Weekly."

"James is probably going to be happy. This time, the exclusive is not available to anyone who wants to grab it." Charlize laughed and looked back at Hugo, "I was at the Sunset Tower Hotel just now, I watched those The editor-in-chief of the magazine has green eyes, and Sandra still said there, if it weren’t for too many people around, they would seem to want to rush to pull you out, hahahaha..." Speaking of happiness, Charlize I couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Hugo said with a speechless expression, "Hey, is it really okay for you to say that you are a man?" Charlize couldn't stop at all. Because of the exaggerated smile and unstable center of gravity, he almost fell off. Hugo helped her in time, which allowed her to maintain her balance again.

The Oscars night is over, and Hugo has no way to sneak in advance tonight, and everyone in the audience has their eyes locked on him. Taking into account the future interests of DreamWorks and Endeavour Elite Brokerage Company, Hugo also dispelled the idea of ​​leaving early and stayed patiently to deal with everyone.

As Charlize said, with a series of historical records tonight, Hugo's influence is getting bigger and bigger. The unique superstar name in North American history did not come out of thin air. Compared with Hugo, it must now be assumed. More responsibility.

The Screen Actors Guild of America, the Screenwriters Guild of America, and the American Producers Association all hope that Hugo can hold important positions, even if Hugo has repeatedly emphasized that he has no interest in these trivial matters-it is as if he is just naming the endeavour elite agency and DreamWorks. It's just a consultant, but the union is still reluctant to give up. The American Screenwriters Guild even sent Ernst Lechman to go out in person, making Hugo really dumbfounded.

The chairman of the Cannes Film Festival also came to the Oscar night, hoping that Hugo can serve as a member of the jury of this year’s film festival. This is really a huge accident. Hugo was not prepared at all, and has actually entered the "judge" level. .

At the same time, along with the further expansion of DreamWorks' scale, their cooperation with the eight major film companies will also increase, especially the fast-growing distribution department. Many key points require Hugo to join Steven Spielberg or the big The ranks of Wei Gefen, together use their influence to achieve their goals.

Not to mention the work of Endeavour Elite Brokerage Company...

These are only Hugo’s own responsibilities. The major media have focused on the Hugo cake. The eight consecutive championships of "Rock and Roll Glory" and "I'm in vain (I. are simply unmatched. On Oscars I have also witnessed Hugo’s third actor, the Little Golden Man, the second screenwriter, the Little Golden Man, and the first producer, the Little Golden Man. At this time, they are in the glory to death propaganda period. Almost every uncrowned king would not want to miss it. This opportunity.

The most important thing is that this is not the end of Hugo. The 21st century has just been unveiled. No one knows how the next history will be written!

So, tonight’s Oscar night is simply crazy. Hugo stayed until more than two in the morning. The party has gradually entered a carnival mode. People have also left the Sunset Tower Hotel one after another. Some have gone to other parties, and some have gone on other transactions...Hugo and Charlize Only then was able to sneak out.

As long as Charlize thinks of Sandra's words, and then think of those figures constantly surrounding Hugo, there is no way to control his smile, and finally he sees Hugo's helpless expression. A gesture of pulling the chain of his mouth stopped, "I mean it, do you feel real now?"

Hugo lowered his head and thought about it seriously.

Does he have a sense of reality? Actually no, not always. From 1992 to the present, all of this has been so wonderful, including those bumps, bumps and setbacks, all so wonderful. For other people, there is only one life, and if you miss it, there is nothing. If you make the wrong choice, there is no way to go back in time, but he has a second time. Isn’t that wonderful enough? Every minute and every second is so perfect.

Even if Hugo knows that all of this is reality, the sense of reality is still floating in the air, as if he can't find the center of gravity at all, and gravity can't make his feet fall. It's like...just like John Nash in "Beautiful Mind". For him, Charles, William and Marcy are real, he is clearly visible, but everyone tells him it is false, that It doesn't exist at all, but what can John do? He can see them, he can touch them, he can feel them, and he can even communicate with them emotionally. But the uncertainty between reality and illusion left John at a loss.

Hugo, it seems the same.

Fourteen Grammy trophies, six individual Oscar trophies, one Berlin Film Festival Silver Bear Award, one Cannes Film Festival Best Actor Award; two albums with sales of 10 million and one album with sales of over 20 million , Ten champion singles; one work with a box office of 500 million, two works with a box office of 300 million, four works with a box office of 200 million, and four works with a box office of 100 million...Plus the North American movie box office charts, the world There are countless historical records on movie box office charts, bulletin board album charts, bulletin board singles charts, British pop music charts and so on.

Is all this true? Don't be kidding, it sounds like a fantasy.

It’s like tonight, he won three trophies for producer, actor, and screenwriter in his personal capacity. Among them, the Oscar actor successfully defended his title. This is incredible in the entire long history. Even the movie dare not dare. So shoot. But... it all seems to have happened in reality.

So Hugo raised his head and looked at Charlize. Charlize did not go any further, but stopped, watching every change in Hugo's sight with both eyes. Those eyes were hidden in the shadow of the eyelashes, and the brilliance of the pupils could not be seen clearly, but they could be clearly felt. The small flames that flowed slowly in the blood were pulsing slowly.

Hugo shook his head and said very seriously, "No. There is no sense of reality." This is what Hugo really said. Maybe it is said to others that they will not believe it at all. As a "Hollywood cancer", Hugo has already taken it. The prize is softened, and hearing such words again will only make people sneer, but Hugo's words Charlize feels unprecedented sincerity, which makes Charlize's smile slowly converge, watching intently The radiance in Hugo's amber eyes was radiant.

Then Hugo slightly sketched a smile, raised his right hand and placed it in the air. Charlize was stunned and glanced at Hugo's right hand in confusion, but Hugo smiled and said nothing. , Just stubbornly put his hand there. A helpless smile was drawn at the corner of Charlize's mouth, and then he put his palm up, interlaced his fingers, and rubbed his palms.

Hugo's palms are wide and warm. Charlize always likes to depict Hugo's fingers carefully. The slender fingers look like vigorous bamboo, and the knuckles with distinct knuckles seem to be in the middle. The bamboo joints in the Chinese ink painting made her marveled again and again, "How can this man's hands look so beautiful." Every time she held Hugo's hand, she felt that her fingers were short and thick. She was shocked, but she couldn't control herself. She always wanted to hold Hugo's hand and look at it carefully, as if she was abnormal.

Hugo slowly tightened his palm, firmly held Charlize's palm in his palm, and then whispered, "Now there is."

Hugo's voice is like that mellow cello, plucking Charlize's heartstrings on the empty street at three o'clock in the morning, and even the cold moonlight becomes extremely beautiful, as if the whole world is shining brightly.

Charlize didn't react at once, didn't understand what Hugo was talking about, what the meaning of this sentence was, but was stunned, and looked up at Hugo's eyes. The amber eyes are so clear and translucent at this time, and you can even clearly see the surprise and astonishment in her own projection, which is like a bottomless abyss, let her plunge into it, and then again. Can't get out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then, the heart suddenly missed a beat, and Charlize immediately understood what Hugo meant. The happiness in the depths of my heart slowly rippled, sweet, but with a little bitterness and softness, but filled the entire chest cavity, so that the curvature of the corners of the mouth was slowly outlined, rising, and then It rises again until it is reflected in the eyes.

Charlize just felt that Hugo's eyes seemed to be two small flames, and her cheeks were burning hot, so she couldn't help but avoid her eyes. But Hugo seemed to be okay, holding her hand and starting to walk forward. Charlize looked down at the wide palm that was holding his right hand firmly, and then stood on the sidewalk by the side of the street again, and walked staggeringly.

After a long and long walk, neither of them spoke. The quiet street can only vaguely hear the sound of waves and occasional engine roar, but it will be fleeting, and complete calm will soon be restored. But this kind of tranquility did not show any embarrassment or violation. Instead, all the irritability was settled down. The emptiness and narrowness of the world were contradictory and harmoniously combined at this moment.

The endless road in front of me seemed to have no end at all, and I couldn’t stop when I walked to the wasteland, and then Charlize heard the perfect cello-like voice slowly pulling in the thick night, "You say, we will get married tomorrow OK?"