Chapter 1252 1252 Worrying

When Rick hung up Joseph's phone, he just stayed where he was, his mind was in a mess. His first reaction was: Is Hugo all right?

As a friend, not as an agent, Rick was worried about Hugo's situation.

Although Joseph said that Hugo's allergy symptoms were not serious, Rick could not rest assured, and immediately asked his assistant Jim Snow to book the next flight to Baton Rouge, so that he had time to sort out his thoughts.

Rick knew that he needed to take care of many things at this time. As Hugo's friend, he could panic or worry; but as Hugo's agent, he had to calm down. Not to mention Hugo's future career, at least for now, the news must be completely blocked, and the media must not be disturbed by Hugo.

Thinking of this, Rick forced himself to calm down, made a few phone calls, and after arranging things, he made sure that he would not miss any news from the media, and then drove to the airport for the next flight to Baton Rouge. The flight is just two hours away.

Dinner time had just ended when we arrived at the crew, but Rick didn't have the heart to eat dinner, so he went straight to find Joseph, "How is Hugo now?"

Joseph's brows were also furrowed, but when he saw that Rick was still full of worry, he still said, "It's okay, Hugo is okay." This made Rick start to gasp again, "The doctor also said that it was just speculation. It's just, everything is uncertain at the moment, you don't have to worry too much."

Rick tortured his hair angrily, "Actually, I noticed his addiction before, so I should have noticed that something was wrong with him, he was on the horns, I should slow down a little bit, even if I was filming 'Death Ramblers' ', and it has to be delayed for a while."

Rick didn't care that he was now on the "Death Ramble" crew site, and Tim was not far behind him, and he didn't shy away from complaining.

Joseph opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word of comfort, "Rick, Hugo has been abnormal for the past month, but I haven't paid attention to it. I should be blamed for this." As long as you think of Hugo With that blank expression on his face, Joseph couldn't stop blaming himself. This was his job, his most important job, but he was negligent.

Samora, who was standing by the side, took a deep breath, "Rick, Joe, you shouldn't blame yourself, no one wants this to happen, including Hugo. And now is the time Hugo needs our help, if we all help ourselves What if Hugo is in a mess?"

Samora's words silenced both Rick and Joseph.

Rick rubbed his cheeks hard, took a deep breath, and cheered up, "Joe, so what's going on now, you can tell me in full, Samora and I will sort out my thoughts, and so will you."

While Rick, Joseph and Samora were discussing, an anxious voice came from outside, "What the hell happened!"

As soon as everyone turned their heads, they saw Steven Spielberg strode into the set with a serious expression, even a little angry, and not far behind him, David Geffen and Jay Fury Katzenberg also walked over one after another, not looking very good.

When Steven saw Tim, he immediately asked, "What the hell happened? How could such a thing happen after filming well!" Obviously, he was accusing Tim of not managing the crew well.

Tim was really at a loss for words, but he didn't justify it, he just endured it silently. As a director, he is indeed to blame for Hugo's accident. What's more, he is very worried about Hugo's situation now. He is not only the director of "Death Ramble", but also Hugo's friend.

"Steven, Steven!" Joseph shouted loudly, and then motioned for him to be quiet, "Hugo is resting, he has slept badly for many nights." Joseph went in just now, and he could still see the rain There was sweat on Guo's forehead, obviously having a nightmare. But Joseph didn't dare to wake Hugo, because Hugo really needed a rest, but Joseph didn't understand now, whether sleeping was rest or torture for Hugo.

Steven looked over and realized that it was Joseph who was speaking, and then strode over again, "What happened to Hugo? I received news that Hugo was in shock and had a mental illness. What's going on?" Steven's face was full of anxiety.

David walked up quickly and gave Steven a stern, "You can be louder!" Then he looked at Rick, and Tim, Susan and others who were standing aside, "The crew must Block the news, you make sure no reporters come to disturb Hugo, otherwise they will be blocked!"

Only in these few words can we see David's domineering as a top boss, which is completely different from his usual gentle and elegant appearance. Obviously, David and Rick wanted to go together, no matter how things were, as long as there was media mixing in, things would get complicated, and what Hugo needs now is absolute silence.

Steven heard David's words, and realized his recklessness. He touched his nose in embarrassment. Then David ignored Steven and looked at Joseph, "We don't know anything, we just took the plane. Just rushed over here, and one of you explained it clearly."

Joseph didn't have time to say hello to Jeffrey, who had met for the first time. After nodding slightly, he explained it again from the beginning. Although Joseph just explained the matter briefly, even Joseph didn't understand the specific situation. Only Hugo, the party involved, knew the best; But everyone fell silent after listening. Hugo's dedication, devotion, focus and hard work are not only admirable but also admirable.

"This stupid idiot..." Steven murmured words that no one else could understand. He remembered the filming process of "Schindler's List", when Hugo fell into the role and couldn't extricate himself, but he didn't It was so serious; at the time, he himself almost collapsed due to excessive self-blame and guilt. If it wasn't for Hugo's blow, maybe "Schindler's List" would not have been completed successfully.

Now look at Hugo's almost self-destruction in order to study his acting skills. Even an old guy like Steven who has been rolling in Hollywood for more than 20 years can't help but feel embarrassed.

"Ah..." A low roar suddenly came from the room, and everyone rushed into the room in a hurry, and then saw Hugo sitting up, gasping for breath, sweating all over his head. Clearly visible in the remnants of the sunset at dusk.

Sensing that someone had entered the room, Hugo raised his head in horror, and then saw a familiar face, but Hugo couldn't react immediately, still breathing heavily, Joseph walked over quickly, "Do you need water?"

Hugo nodded. After taking the water glass from Joseph's hand, Hugo poured the whole glass of water into his stomach in one breath, and the whole person calmed down a little. Looking up at everyone's wandering eyes, Hugo gently twitched the corners of his mouth, " Don't worry, I'm Hugo."

This self-deprecating remark was obviously very happy, but at this time, no one responded.

"Hugo, you need to rest, you can't continue filming, you have to rest." Rick stood up and said slightly sternly, which was completely different from Rick's usual appearance.

Hugo sneered, "Then go to a psychiatrist? Or, live in a mental hospital for treatment?" Hugo glanced at Joseph. Although Hugo denied the doctor's speculation just now, he knew that Joseph was sure Tell everyone about the situation. And Hugo also knew that something was wrong with him right now, and he needed help.

"Hugo-Lancaster!" Steven was not used to such a Hugo, this was not the Hugo he knew, nor the Hugo he was familiar with.

Hugo took a deep breath and raised his head to look at the friends who were concerned about his situation. Those faces were so sincere, which warmed Hugo's heart slightly, "I can't." Hugo shook his head. Immediately explained, "I know, I need help, I'm in a bad state right now, but I can't."

Seeing that Joseph seemed to want to say something, Hugo stopped him, "I'm now thinking about how to play the character in a whole new way, and I'm about to succeed - or rather, I've already succeeded..." Rain Guo looked at Tim and seemed to be verifying: the excellent performance of the scene just now was the best proof, "So, I can't stop, and I can't accept help, at least, until the filming is over."

"Hugo, I don't care..." Tim said aloud, but was interrupted again by Hugo, "I care."

Hugo's words made everyone quiet, "Tim, I care...I care." Hugo's voice slowly fermented in the air, but left a mark in everyone's heart, " I seem to have touched that method, I want to keep going, I want to keep researching. Maybe, I succeeded at the cost of being a lunatic; but if I stop there, I will regret it for the rest of my life, and I will would be a lunatic."

The nightmare just now made Hugo's brain even more confused. He couldn't even calm down and think, but Hugo's inner voice became clearer: he didn't want to miss this opportunity, he believed that he could break through the barriers and make a breakthrough, he Desire to become a better actor. He has gone through countless efforts to get here, and he will choose to keep going, because giving up has never been his choice.

Regret after trying, or regret after giving up, Hugo will always choose the former. This belief has propped him up to where he is now, and it will propel him to keep going.

So, even if Hugo still couldn't sort out his thoughts, he still didn't know what was wrong with him, but he knew that he would not choose to give up.

The whole room fell into silence. Hugo didn't raise his voice deliberately, and he didn't accentuate his tone. He even seemed a little weak because of the nightmare just now. heart. "So, I can't stop, and I can't accept help." Having said this, Hugo looked into everyone's eyes seriously, "Are you willing to help me?"