Superstar

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Rise back 545 solid backing. When the emotional catharsis reaches the extreme, I just feel that the whole brain is hollowed out, and the soul seems to be completely'emptied'. When Harry'Bo' Terry is'kissed' by dementors, it is probably Feel like this, the heart is like detonating an explosive'pill', **** and lost all signs of life, the whole person has such a moment of freedom, the whole world has no other'colors' at this moment, Self-color, endless self-color; silence, endless silence, everything around is turned into nothingness, only a buzzing sound is constantly pulling in the brain.

"Hu" Hugo's whole body strength was squeezed, and the tight to the extreme strength suddenly broke, and then he stopped breathing suddenly and fell together, the cold but warm air in the afternoon of December The whole "chest" was filled immediately, the "color" of the world was re-lit in the line of sight little by little, and the surrounding sound was like a TV adjusting the volume from zero to the loudest, gradually instilling into the ears. Here, the hypoxic brain is rejuvenated.

Hugo only felt that his feet were soft, and the whole person seemed to have been'pumped' out of all strength. He fell onto the chair of the nanny car, slumped down on the chair, and then breathed heavily, heart. The vigorous beating hit a sonorous echo in the'chest' cavity.

All the anger turned into the song "One step closer (oep. just now and it was completely vented. Just now Hugo only felt that he was one step away from the abyss of collapse. Now that the release of the melody is complete, his emotions are only Gradually calmed down, and step by step away from the bottomless black hell.

The creation of music is so magical that people experience the greatest emotional ups and downs in just a few minutes. In many cases, a song is a life, and this is the greatest charm of music.

Hugo ‘rubbed’ his forehead wearily, he had tried his best, he had tried his best to express his views, but whether he could change history is an unknown. Whether Michael Jackson, who is in the vortex of shameless slander, can escape the catastrophe and achieve Nirvana rebirth, can only wait for time to give the answer.

Looking at Hugo, who seemed to be sweating and sweating, Fujin frowned and strode into the car, and said, "Are you okay?" A deep worry can be heard in his voice.

In fact, Hugo just finished his emotional catharsis, and his spirit was a little tired. In the real sense, he is naturally fine. He looked at the worried Fujin in front of him and the teammates who followed behind him, and he twitched his mouth. It's okay, just created a song." Hugo stopped here, he wanted to explain to his teammates that he was out of control today.

Although Hugo firmly believes that everything he said is evidence, this is only a fact that he knows alone, and it is difficult for others to understand his behavior. And now he does not exist as an individual actor, but a member of the glory to death. His overly'extreme' remarks are bound to have a huge repercussions and will almost certainly have an immeasurable impact on the band. As the band’s One member, what he did just now is actually very irresponsible, after all, the pressure the band has been under recently is terrible enough.

Hugo was thinking about how to apologize to his teammates, when he saw Neil came up first and said with a smile, "I have seen those reporters not jll3,ie, you finally did something today. Good thing."

"That's it, those reporters love to talk rashly. It seems that they have many evidences that Jackson is a crime, but when you say that there are so many ‘holes’, it’s really ugly!" Alfonso cast a face of contempt.

Although Pedro standing behind can only see a head, the'excited' expression on his face is lifelike, "Hugo, God, you were really great just now! You see those The reporters have no expressions like shit, they are really too relieved. Next time I meet these reporters, watch them point fingers at us again!"

Fujin stood in the front, looking at Hugo’s somewhat surprised expression, and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, “Next time there is a major event like this, let us know in advance and we can help together. The reporters just now seemed to be eating. What you look like, if you tell us in advance, at least five people in our band can unite together. They can’t be more eloquent, and when you roll up your sleeves and fight, there are a little more people."

Fugin’s words immediately won Pedro’s first response. Alfonso even started rolling up his sleeves. He looked back at the babysitter’s car. The reporters who still wanted to capture the news stood far away in the parking lot. Holding a camera in another location, Alfonso also waved his fist in demonstration, causing Pedro and Neil to laugh.

Looking at his teammates in front of him, Hugo was surrounded by warmth. Although he had known for a long time that Glory to Death is a team as a whole, today he felt this power like never before. At the beginning, Su Zinan, Li Yibai, Lixia, Zhang Xiaoye and Chen Huguo formed Glory to the Death and ran away from home. They began to'sway' in the underground rock music circle. Later, Zhang Xiaoye's death and Gu Xiaoguai's joining made their band even more so. whole. Today, Hugo felt for the first time that these two bands, also called Glory to Death, but completely different bands, have merged together.

The group of friends in front of Hugo made Hugo feel the firm friendship that the band members have experienced countless ups and downs. I don’t know what will happen in the future. Maybe there will be a storm that is stronger and more fierce than the recent period, but as long as they stand side by side , Hugo believed that they could go on.

The warmth in my heart, a little more moist.

The band members didn’t seem to be moved by Hugo’s face. Fujin punched Hugo on the shoulder, as if to say: "You should believe us..." Then he sat where he usually sat. It was Neil, then Alfonso, and finally Pedro. Everyone punched Hugo on the shoulder, a solid punch, and Hugo grinned in pain, but the smile in his eyes grew more and more. deep.

Samora also walked up, looking at Hugo with excitement, her chubby face was filled with two blushes, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at Hugo watery, not knowing. Standing in place, just muttering incoherently, "Michael, God, I love him...Hugo...oh, you are a hero...thank you...no, I love you...you are a hero..."

Samora tried to organize some words at a loss, but found that she couldn't say anything at all. In the end, she could only bend down and give Hugo a big hug, hard, hard.

Although the whole world now doubts Michael Jackson, there are many fans like Hugo who are unswervingly willing to believe in Michael. This is not only the power of idols, but also the power of reason. Obviously, Samora is one of them.

Because Samora was so hard, Hugo even felt it was difficult for him to breathe, so he had to pat Samora on the back, "I can't breathe..." As a result, Samora immediately released. Then stood awkwardly in place.

Henry got into the car and patted Samora on the shoulder. Only then did Samora react. He looked around. He originally wanted to find a place to sit down, but then he realized that he was the driver. In desperation, Samora had to panic towards the driver’s seat. Past. Seeing Samora's ‘excited’ to be at a loss, there was a chuckle in the carriage.

Henry sat down next to Hugo, "The next media storm will get worse, should you contact your film agent? We should meet to discuss the next countermeasures."

Hugo was stunned. He really didn't think of this just now, but now when he was reminded, he immediately realized that the impact of his remarks just now was definitely not just as simple as a "Michael Jackson". Hugo knows it, no wonder people say that impulse is the devil, because the mess left behind after impulse often takes a lot of effort to clean up. However, Hugo does not regret it, even if he does it again, he will still choose to do so.

It’s not that he has an excess sense of justice and wants to save the world; it’s that he can’t bear to watch a generation of Uranus superstars be slandered and pulled into the bottom. Knowing who the next witch will be, maybe Hugo himself.

Just, contact Joseph...

Recently, the "Schindler's List" has caused a lot of trouble. Joseph did not personally intervene, but asked Anna to call him to discuss countermeasures; the uproar of "almost fame" Joseph was completely gone. . Although Joseph arranged his job as an agent, he is like a big boss behind the scenes, almost disappearing from Hugo's work.

Especially when he thought of himself in the process of choosing the script, Joseph's ubiquitous "uncompromising" Hugo felt that there was an anger in his heart and there was no way to vent~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But Hugo knew that this was work, he There is no reason to refuse, and there is no need to refuse...

"Hugo, you know, although he and I are two working systems, the two of us have never met. This is too abnormal." Henry pointed to Samora who was driving. "Your assistant also It is already in place. In the future, Samora will have many jobs that need to be adjusted in the middle, so it is necessary for me and him, Samora and him, to meet again." Henry returned to his usual lazy attitude, just like the past. The person who was vigorous and resolute in twenty minutes did not exist at all, "Of course, if you insist on using the phone for the meeting, I don't mind."

Hugo let out a sigh of relief, "I know, I will call him and arrange a meeting."

Hugo believes that blindly avoiding is never the right way to solve the problem, and that it must be faced sooner or later. Hesitation, rejection and anger will not help. So, since you are going to meet, be more calm.

However, before Hugo had time to meet Joseph, a new round of storm struck, which caught Hugo by surprise. . )

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