Chapter 1848: Stop by the door
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After "Before Sunrise", Hugo once again created a script, "Perfectly Perfect". This news almost caused a sensation in Hollywood.
Production companies, large and small, have cast their sights on, but Hugo has always kept a cool head. He clearly knows that these production companies value not Hugo’s talent as a screenwriter, but Hugo’s as an actor. Charisma. This is a matter of course, because "Perfect and Perfect" is only Hugo's second screenplay, but as an actor, Hugo has already proven his powerful influence.
Of course, in many cases, these two things are the same-especially when Hugo plays the leading actor, it has almost no effect. However, if Hugo does not play the leading role, or even not play the role at all? The huge gap is clearly visible.
Hugo hopes to be clear about the boundaries: a screenwriter is a screenwriter and an actor is an actor. These are two different jobs.
Hearing Hugo’s answer, Mark frowned and said eagerly, "So, do you have any other conditions?" For Sony Columbia Pictures, "Perfect" can be said to be a must. This is also a crucial part of Mark's plan.
Hugo thought for a while and said solemnly, "Mark, read the script carefully." Mark looked at Hugo with a puzzled face, obviously not understanding what he meant, "The script, read carefully, this is what My terms." After speaking, Hugo stood up and raised the coffee in his hand, "Thank you for your hospitality." Then he turned and left the coffee shop, leaving the unknown Mark sitting in place.
The coffee in this coffee shop at the entrance of Sunset Plaza was really bad, but it was the taste in memory. Hugo frowned while savoring it slowly, and then drove away from Sunset Plaza.
At the same time, in a building next to Sunset Plaza, a slender figure in a blue suit stood in front of the French windows, witnessing what happened on Sunset Plaza. After watching Hugo leave Sunset Plaza, Mark in his sight took out his cell phone and made a call. Then the cell phone ringing in the room broke the silence. The man picked up the cell phone, and then Mark’s voice came intermittently. "Sir, Hugo has already left...No, Hugo didn't nod and agree...No, the conversation has always been smooth, but in the end..."
Hugo drove all the way back to Malibu, and couldn't help but think of the "perfectly perfect" script. He knew every detail of the script and knew exactly the characters he created, but he never stood as an actor. Think about it from a standpoint. If he really took over this so-called "tailor-made" script, how would he interpret the role of Melvin?
Putting the car back into the garage, Hugo unconsciously played with the car key in his hand, and then walked towards the door of the house. The moment he pushed open the wooden fence, there was a timid sound beside him, "Hugo "This made Hugo pause. He looked around, but found no one. He thought he had misheard, but after pushing open the wooden fence, the voice rang again, "Hugo!"
This time the voice was louder. Hugo followed the position of the voice and looked over. Then he saw a thin figure hesitatingly stand up from the small garden. He was carrying a worn sky blue backpack on his head. Wearing a dirty baseball cap, a pair of big eyes looked at Hugo innocently and pitifully, looking like an abandoned puppy.
Hugo took a closer look and didn't really recognize who it was. He had facial blindness, and with the cover of the opponent's baseball cap, he was even more uncertain. The other party seemed to realize the confusion in Hugo's vision, took off the baseball cap, stroked his hair in embarrassment, and looked at Hugo sternly.
The person in front of him is James Franco!
It was so long, too long, that Hugo hadn't remembered the name, so that Hugo almost forgot about the Franco family, thinking they could continue their lives in peace. But when he saw James at this moment, Hugo knew that many things were impossible to get rid of in a lifetime, because it was accompanied by blood and genes, deeply imprinted in the soul.
But why did James appear at his door? "What's the matter?" Hugo had a big exclamation mark in his mind, and he looked at the figure in front of him incomprehensibly, which made James even more embarrassed, and he hardly knew he should put his hands. Where.
After hesitating again and again, James raised his right hand, waved stiffly at Hugo, and smiled awkwardly, "Hey, buddy."
Hugo paused for a while, and in the end, as soon as nothing happened, he turned around and was about to go down the stairs. James looked at Hugo’s back, but he was completely panicked, and immediately shouted in a hurry, "I ran away from home." These words stopped Hugo’s footsteps, but he still didn’t turn around, just stayed. A back to James, "I had a big quarrel with my mother. I can no longer bear her hypocrisy. I can't wait to tear off her mask. I can't even face her calmly and calmly. After the quarrel, I was angry. I told my father everything, and then... the house was completely messed up. I packed up a few clothes and fled directly to Los Angeles."
James's immature voice was trembling in the air, and he could clearly feel his excitement and nervousness, the uncontrollable anxiety trembling. The messy words can't describe the whole picture, but he can feel the huge impact of the great changes in his life.
In fact, even for Hugo, the turbulent news almost made him unable to cope. He had been looking forward to the truth for more than 20 years, but swallowed him like a beast. The same change happened to James. The truth completely changed his life. The image of a mother who had always been perfect in his mind suddenly became...real. This was too cruel for James in his adolescence. It's too ferocious.
"I can't... I can't keep this secret, pretend that our family is still happy and happy." James' brain was in a mess, because all this happened so quickly that he was in a hurry, and all his life became fragmented, even for him. Without knowing the ins and outs, he came to the door of Hugo's house, squatting nervously in the garden, waiting for Hugo to appear, and waiting for an unknown future-even he didn't know it, so he did it by himself What is the purpose of, what exactly does he want to find out.
"Your image always appears overwhelmingly, leaving us no room to escape. You can see your news almost every day. It seems to remind me all the time what my mother did to you. However, she always Pretend that none of this has happened, as if you are just a stranger... She treats our three brothers very well, everything is fine, even better than before, she is always the perfect mother... but I know , She regrets it. She hides in the bathroom every day to wipe her tears. She will also quietly follow your news. If your picture appears on the TV show, she can't help but stop and look at it more... but as long as When I show up, she will pretend not to care at all, I know..."
"So, what do you want?" Hugo finally couldn't help it anymore, turned around and interrupted James' words hard, "Need me to comfort your mother's guilt? Or do you need me to forgive your mother's fault? Remember? Did I tell you that you have your life, I have my life, and there is no relationship between us."
James looked at Hugo with a stiff face in front of him, as if he saw a scourge. He was so scared that he couldn't say a word. His thoughts were already chaotic. At this time, there was no way to sort out a line of thought, "No, I don't. ...I didn't mean that..." James could only whisper like this, not knowing how to defend himself, nor how to calm Hugo's anger, he could only stand in place at a loss.
"I don’t know what is your purpose in coming to find me? If you want to seek my forgiveness, I can tell you that I don’t care anymore; but if you want me to do more, I’m sorry, I can’t do anything. "Hugo believes that he has done the best within his ability, and he has no choice and no need to pay more.
James couldn't help but shrank his shoulders, standing still on the spot, wriggling his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, his panicked gaze didn't even dare to look at Hugo, trying to explain vaguely, "I I ran out of money, and I couldn’t pay for the motel I sneaked out...I, I don’t know where else I can go...I don’t have a place to stay, either ……have no idea……"
Hugo felt a dull pain in his temples. He could not help closing his eyes and rubbing his aching head, trying to calm himself down, "Why come to me? Why me?"
James secretly raised his head, glanced at Hugo, and whispered, "Because I only know you in Los Angeles."
Hugo only felt his chest tight, wanted to refute but didn't know what to say, he couldn't even tell whether he was angry or helpless, or ridiculous. I looked at the poor James up and down, but finally looked away, thinking about how he should deal with the lost boy in front of him.
"Crunch", the brakes of the car's tires attracted Hugo's attention. In a panic, he just subconsciously looked at the sound. Before the car was fully heard, he saw a figure in a blue suit panicking. Get out of the car, "Hugo..."
When Hugo saw the man in front of him, his originally chaotic thoughts became even more chaotic, "Hugo, we need to talk." The visitor said, this made Hugo rub his face severely, long. He breathed out and said helplessly, "Alan, long time no see."
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After "Before Sunrise", Hugo once again created a script, "Perfectly Perfect". This news almost caused a sensation in Hollywood.
Production companies, large and small, have cast their sights on, but Hugo has always kept a cool head. He clearly knows that these production companies value not Hugo’s talent as a screenwriter, but Hugo’s as an actor. Charisma. This is a matter of course, because "Perfect and Perfect" is only Hugo's second screenplay, but as an actor, Hugo has already proven his powerful influence.
Of course, in many cases, these two things are the same-especially when Hugo plays the leading actor, it has almost no effect. However, if Hugo does not play the leading role, or even not play the role at all? The huge gap is clearly visible.
Hugo hopes to be clear about the boundaries: a screenwriter is a screenwriter and an actor is an actor. These are two different jobs.
Hearing Hugo’s answer, Mark frowned and said eagerly, "So, do you have any other conditions?" For Sony Columbia Pictures, "Perfect" can be said to be a must. This is also a crucial part of Mark's plan.
Hugo thought for a while and said solemnly, "Mark, read the script carefully." Mark looked at Hugo with a puzzled face, obviously not understanding what he meant, "The script, read carefully, this is what My terms." After speaking, Hugo stood up and raised the coffee in his hand, "Thank you for your hospitality." Then he turned and left the coffee shop, leaving the unknown Mark sitting in place.
The coffee in this coffee shop at the entrance of Sunset Plaza was really bad, but it was the taste in memory. Hugo frowned while savoring it slowly, and then drove away from Sunset Plaza.
At the same time, in a building next to Sunset Plaza, a slender figure in a blue suit stood in front of the French windows, witnessing what happened on Sunset Plaza. After watching Hugo leave Sunset Plaza, Mark in his sight took out his cell phone and made a call. Then the cell phone ringing in the room broke the silence. The man picked up the cell phone, and then Mark’s voice came intermittently. "Sir, Hugo has already left...No, Hugo didn't nod and agree...No, the conversation has always been smooth, but in the end..."
Hugo drove all the way back to Malibu, and couldn't help but think of the "perfectly perfect" script. He knew every detail of the script and knew exactly the characters he created, but he never stood as an actor. Think about it from a standpoint. If he really took over this so-called "tailor-made" script, how would he interpret the role of Melvin?
Putting the car back into the garage, Hugo unconsciously played with the car key in his hand, and then walked towards the door of the house. The moment he pushed open the wooden fence, there was a timid sound beside him, "Hugo "This made Hugo pause. He looked around, but found no one. He thought he had misheard, but after pushing open the wooden fence, the voice rang again, "Hugo!"
This time the voice was louder. Hugo followed the position of the voice and looked over. Then he saw a thin figure hesitatingly stand up from the small garden. He was carrying a worn sky blue backpack on his head. Wearing a dirty baseball cap, a pair of big eyes looked at Hugo innocently and pitifully, looking like an abandoned puppy.
Hugo took a closer look and didn't really recognize who it was. He had facial blindness, and with the cover of the opponent's baseball cap, he was even more uncertain. The other party seemed to realize the confusion in Hugo's vision, took off the baseball cap, stroked his hair in embarrassment, and looked at Hugo sternly.
The person in front of him is James Franco!
It was so long, too long, that Hugo hadn't remembered the name, so that Hugo almost forgot about the Franco family, thinking they could continue their lives in peace. But when he saw James at this moment, Hugo knew that many things were impossible to get rid of in a lifetime, because it was accompanied by blood and genes, deeply imprinted in the soul.
But why did James appear at his door? "What's the matter?" Hugo had a big exclamation mark in his mind, and he looked at the figure in front of him incomprehensibly, which made James even more embarrassed, and he hardly knew he should put his hands. Where.
After hesitating again and again, James raised his right hand, waved stiffly at Hugo, and smiled awkwardly, "Hey, buddy."
Hugo paused for a while, and in the end, as soon as nothing happened, he turned around and was about to go down the stairs. James looked at Hugo’s back, but he was completely panicked, and immediately shouted in a hurry, "I ran away from home." These words stopped Hugo’s footsteps, but he still didn’t turn around, just stayed. A back to James, "I had a big quarrel with my mother. I can no longer bear her hypocrisy. I can't wait to tear off her mask. I can't even face her calmly and calmly. After the quarrel, I was angry. I told my father everything, and then... the house was completely messed up. I packed up a few clothes and fled directly to Los Angeles."
James's immature voice was trembling in the air, and he could clearly feel his excitement and nervousness, the uncontrollable anxiety trembling. The messy words can't describe the whole picture, but he can feel the huge impact of the great changes in his life.
In fact, even for Hugo, the turbulent news almost made him unable to cope. He had been looking forward to the truth for more than 20 years, but swallowed him like a beast. The same change happened to James. The truth completely changed his life. The image of a mother who had always been perfect in his mind suddenly became...real. This was too cruel for James in his adolescence. It's too ferocious.
"I can't... I can't keep this secret, pretend that our family is still happy and happy." James' brain was in a mess, because all this happened so quickly that he was in a hurry, and all his life became fragmented, even for him. Without knowing the ins and outs, he came to the door of Hugo's house, squatting nervously in the garden, waiting for Hugo to appear, and waiting for an unknown future-even he didn't know it, so he did it by himself What is the purpose of, what exactly does he want to find out.
"Your image always appears overwhelmingly, leaving us no room to escape. You can see your news almost every day. It seems to remind me all the time what my mother did to you. However, she always Pretend that none of this has happened, as if you are just a stranger... She treats our three brothers very well, everything is fine, even better than before, she is always the perfect mother... but I know , She regrets it. She hides in the bathroom every day to wipe her tears. She will also quietly follow your news. If your picture appears on the TV show, she can't help but stop and look at it more... but as long as When I show up, she will pretend not to care at all, I know..."
"So, what do you want?" Hugo finally couldn't help it anymore, turned around and interrupted James' words hard, "Need me to comfort your mother's guilt? Or do you need me to forgive your mother's fault? Remember? Did I tell you that you have your life, I have my life, and there is no relationship between us."
James looked at Hugo with a stiff face in front of him, as if he saw a scourge. He was so scared that he couldn't say a word. His thoughts were already chaotic. At this time, there was no way to sort out a line of thought, "No, I don't. ...I didn't mean that..." James could only whisper like this, not knowing how to defend himself, nor how to calm Hugo's anger, he could only stand in place at a loss.
"I don’t know what is your purpose in coming to find me? If you want to seek my forgiveness, I can tell you that I don’t care anymore; but if you want me to do more, I’m sorry, I can’t do anything. "Hugo believes that he has done the best within his ability, and he has no choice and no need to pay more.
James couldn't help but shrank his shoulders, standing still on the spot, wriggling his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, his panicked gaze didn't even dare to look at Hugo, trying to explain vaguely, "I I ran out of money, and I couldn’t pay for the motel I sneaked out...I, I don’t know where else I can go...I don’t have a place to stay, either ……have no idea……"
Hugo felt a dull pain in his temples. He could not help closing his eyes and rubbing his aching head, trying to calm himself down, "Why come to me? Why me?"
James secretly raised his head, glanced at Hugo, and whispered, "Because I only know you in Los Angeles."
Hugo only felt his chest tight, wanted to refute but didn't know what to say, he couldn't even tell whether he was angry or helpless, or ridiculous. I looked at the poor James up and down, but finally looked away, thinking about how he should deal with the lost boy in front of him.
"Crunch", the brakes of the car's tires attracted Hugo's attention. In a panic, he just subconsciously looked at the sound. Before the car was fully heard, he saw a figure in a blue suit panicking. Get out of the car, "Hugo..."
When Hugo saw the man in front of him, his originally chaotic thoughts became even more chaotic, "Hugo, we need to talk." The visitor said, this made Hugo rub his face severely, long. He breathed out and said helplessly, "Alan, long time no see."
After "Before Sunrise", Hugo once again created a script, "Perfectly Perfect". This news almost caused a sensation in Hollywood.Production companies, large and small, have cast their sights on, but Hugo has always kept a cool head. He clearly knows that these production companies value not Hugo's talent as a screenwriter, but Hugo's as an actor. Charisma. This is a matter of course, because "Perfect and Perfect" is only Hugo's second screenplay, but as an actor, Hugo has already proven his powerful influence.Of course, in many cases, these two things are the same-especially when Hugo plays the leading actor, it has almost no effect. However, if Hugo does not play the leading role, or even not play the role at all? The huge gap is clearly visible.Hugo hopes to be clear about the boundaries: a screenwriter is a screenwriter and an actor is an actor. These are two different jobs.Hearing Hugo's answer, Mark frowned and said eagerly, "So, do you have any other conditions?" For Sony Columbia Pictures, "Perfect" can be said to be a must. This is also a crucial part of Mark's plan.Hugo thought for a while and said solemnly, "Mark, read the script carefully." Mark looked at Hugo with a puzzled face, obviously not understanding what he meant, "The script, read carefully, this is what My terms." After speaking, Hugo stood up and raised the coffee in his hand, "Thank you for your hospitality." Then he turned and left the coffee shop, leaving the unknown Mark sitting in place.The coffee in this coffee shop at the entrance of Sunset Plaza was really bad, but it was the taste in memory. Hugo frowned while savoring it slowly, and then drove away from Sunset Plaza.At the same time, in a building next to Sunset Plaza, a slender figure in a blue suit stood in front of the French windows, witnessing what happened on Sunset Plaza. After watching Hugo leave Sunset Plaza, Mark in his sight took out his cell phone and made a call. Then the cell phone ringing in the room broke the silence. The man picked up the cell phone, and then Mark's voice came intermittently. "Sir, Hugo has already left...No, Hugo didn't nod and agree...No, the conversation has always been smooth, but in the end..."Hugo drove all the way back to Malibu, and couldn't help but think of the "perfectly perfect" script. He knew every detail of the script and knew exactly the characters he created, but he never stood as an actor. Think about it from a standpoint. If he really took over this so-called "tailor-made" script, how would he interpret the role of Melvin?Putting the car back into the garage, Hugo unconsciously played with the car key in his hand, and then walked towards the door of the house. The moment he pushed open the wooden fence, there was a timid sound beside him, "Hugo "This made Hugo pause. He looked around, but found no one. He thought he had misheard, but after pushing open the wooden fence, the voice rang again, "Hugo!"This time the voice was louder. Hugo followed the position of the voice and looked over. Then he saw a thin figure hesitatingly stand up from the small garden. He was carrying a worn sky blue backpack on his head. Wearing a dirty baseball cap, a pair of big eyes looked at Hugo innocently and pitifully, looking like an abandoned puppy.Hugo took a closer look and didn't really recognize who it was. He had facial blindness, and with the cover of the opponent's baseball cap, he was even more uncertain. The other party seemed to realize the confusion in Hugo's vision, took off the baseball cap, stroked his hair in embarrassment, and looked at Hugo sternly.The person in front of him is James Franco!It was so long, too long, that Hugo hadn't remembered the name, so that Hugo almost forgot about the Franco family, thinking they could continue their lives in peace. But when he saw James at this moment, Hugo knew that many things were impossible to get rid of in a lifetime, because it was accompanied by blood and genes, deeply imprinted in the soul.But why did James appear at his door? "What's the matter?" Hugo had a big exclamation mark in his mind, and he looked at the figure in front of him incomprehensibly, which made James even more embarrassed, and he hardly knew he should put his hands. Where.After hesitating again and again, James raised his right hand, waved stiffly at Hugo, and smiled awkwardly, "Hey, buddy."Hugo paused for a while, and in the end, as soon as nothing happened, he turned around and was about to go down the stairs. James looked at Hugo's back, but he was completely panicked, and immediately shouted in a hurry, "I ran away from home." These words stopped Hugo's footsteps, but he still didn't turn around, just stayed. A back to James, "I had a big quarrel with my mother. I can no longer bear her hypocrisy. I can't wait to tear off her mask. I can't even face her calmly and calmly. After the quarrel, I was angry. I told my father everything, and then... the house was completely messed up. I packed up a few clothes and fled directly to Los Angeles."James's immature voice was trembling in the air, and he could clearly feel his excitement and nervousness, the uncontrollable anxiety trembling. The messy words can't describe the whole picture, but he can feel the huge impact of the great changes in his life.In fact, even for Hugo, the turbulent news almost made him unable to cope. He had been looking forward to the truth for more than 20 years, but swallowed him like a beast. The same change happened to James. The truth completely changed his life. The image of a mother who had always been perfect in his mind suddenly became...real. This was too cruel for James in his adolescence. It's too ferocious."I can't... I can't keep this secret, pretend that our family is still happy and happy." James' brain was in a mess, because all this happened so quickly that he was in a hurry, and all his life became fragmented, even for him. Without knowing the ins and outs, he came to the door of Hugo's house, squatting nervously in the garden, waiting for Hugo to appear, and waiting for an unknown future-even he didn't know it, so he did it by himself What is the purpose of, what exactly does he want to find out."Your image always appears overwhelmingly, leaving us no room to escape. You can see your news almost every day. It seems to remind me all the time what my mother did to you. However, she always Pretend that none of this has happened, as if you are just a stranger... She treats our three brothers very well, everything is fine, even better than before, she is always the perfect mother... but I know , She regrets it. She hides in the bathroom every day to wipe her tears. She will also quietly follow your news. If your picture appears on the TV show, she can't help but stop and look at it more... but as long as When I show up, she will pretend not to care at all, I know...""So, what do you want?" Hugo finally couldn't help it anymore, turned around and interrupted James' words hard, "Need me to comfort your mother's guilt? Or do you need me to forgive your mother's fault? Remember? Did I tell you that you have your life, I have my life, and there is no relationship between us."James looked at Hugo with a stiff face in front of him, as if he saw a scourge. He was so scared that he couldn't say a word. His thoughts were already chaotic. At this time, there was no way to sort out a line of thought, "No, I don't. ...I didn't mean that..." James could only whisper like this, not knowing how to defend himself, nor how to calm Hugo's anger, he could only stand in place at a loss."I don't know what is your purpose in coming to find me? If you want to seek my forgiveness, I can tell you that I don't care anymore; but if you want me to do more, I'm sorry, I can't do anything. "Hugo believes that he has done the best within his ability, and he has no choice and no need to pay more.James couldn't help but shrank his shoulders, standing still on the spot, wriggling his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, his panicked gaze didn't even dare to look at Hugo, trying to explain vaguely, "I I ran out of money, and I couldn't pay for the motel I sneaked out...I, I don't know where else I can go...I don't have a place to stay, either have no idea"Hugo felt a dull pain in his temples. He could not help closing his eyes and rubbing his aching head, trying to calm himself down, "Why come to me? Why me?"James secretly raised his head, glanced at Hugo, and whispered, "Because I only know you in Los Angeles."Hugo only felt his chest tight, wanted to refute but didn't know what to say, he couldn't even tell whether he was angry or helpless, or ridiculous. I looked at the poor James up and down, but finally looked away, thinking about how he should deal with the lost boy in front of him."Crunch", the brakes of the car's tires attracted Hugo's attention. In a panic, he just subconsciously looked at the sound. Before the car was fully heard, he saw a figure in a blue suit panicking. Get out of the car, "Hugo..."When Hugo saw the man in front of him, his originally chaotic thoughts became even more chaotic, "Hugo, we need to talk." The visitor said, this made Hugo rub his face severely, long. He breathed out and said helplessly, "Alan, long time no see."
