Chapter 1607 1607 Photography Factory

From San Diego all the way to the south, only thirty miles away, you can leave the United States and enter the territory of Mexico, along the coastline of the California peninsula. , This small town called Rosarito still maintains the simplicity and simplicity that has not been eroded by business. The rugged rocks complement each other, allowing the unstoppable golden sunlight to draw a wonderful outline of the world, taking away everyone's language ability in an instant.

However, the entire coastline has not yet been developed, and it still maintains a pure natural appearance. There is some desolation in the desolateness. Even the sun that is still in the midsummer has not been able to dissolve the rustling between the sand grains.

Tall scaffolding soon appeared within sight. The towering steel structure directly dissects the blue sea and blue sky. The chaotic and interlaced scaffolds stubbornly stretched around in the clean sky, hanging scattered on it. Dilapidated canvas ruins the beautiful beach scene.

If you get closer, you can see that three huge photo studios are staggered behind the scaffolding, the largest one of which looks more than one-third larger than the largest photo studio in Burbank, and it is very magnificent. In the open space, there are temporary rooms made of steel plates, and there are many scattered tents next to them, and the worn canvas is drooping everywhere, and the dirty dust and mixed colors look like a messed palette. . Tractors with cable cars were parked at the entrance, and there were some mottled trucks and pickups, dotted with dry mud and looking messy.

The coastline, which was originally a little desolate, now looks completely disorganized from a distance, and the colors are even more blurred. Even the clear blue sky behind it seems to be covered with a layer of gray, like a slum, it seems A pile of poor and hungry children would pop up in those tents at any time.

However, this "nightmare" seems to have come true.

Right in front of the entire slum, there is a crowd of people standing turbulently, which looks spectacular.

Twentieth Century Fox chose Rosarito instead of Burbank for the filming location of "Titanic" because they needed a wide enough space to build a studio. After much negotiation and selection, they finally chose here. Twentieth Century Fox bought 100 acres of land in Rosarito in one fell swoop, 40 acres of which were used for the studio and 60 acres for emergencies.

Rosarito can almost be said to be an off the beaten track town. Although it is only 30 miles away from San Diego, California, it is more like a small fishing village than the bustling and lively San Diego. Except for the local residents, Few people come here. Therefore, in the past half a year, the "Titanic" crew has been focusing on filming here, without being disturbed by anyone.

But this is not the case today. The quiet Rosarito has been flooded with strange tourists since early in the morning. In just a few hours, at least 500 people have poured in, and many of them are carrying Reporters with professional camera equipment, this made the remote Rosarito completely lively, and local residents ran out one after another, as if it was a new year, and flocked around the "Titanic" crew.

Because the paparazzi learned that Hugo will arrive in Rosarito today to visit the class - Hugo and Leonardo are best friends, everyone in Hollywood knows that as the most attractive person in the United States today, there are even some people Jokingly said that Hugo's momentum has surpassed that of Bill Clinton, and he can be called the iconic figure of the United States today. Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, but you can still feel Hugo's super popularity.

After learning about Hugo's itinerary, many young volcanoes in San Diego began to boil, and they all drove to Rosarito for the first time, hoping to see Hugo as soon as possible; not only that, the entire east coast was Mobilized, many fans made a special trip to Rosarito, just for a chance to get close to Hugo. Even many tourists from various countries who are vacationing in Mexico have rushed over.

Rosarito was like a bright torch, the faint flame lit up the entire night, attracting all the moths within a radius of five hundred miles.

When Hugo arrived at the scene, there were now at least a thousand people gathered. The endless sea of ​​people spread all the way from the coastline, surrounded the entire "Titanic" crew, and let the noisy and chaotic heat wave make the surrounding desolate and decadent. The environment is becoming more and more like a slum - these people in front of them are like residents living in this small area, and there is a large family of more than ten people living under a tent, that kind of shocking feeling. Breathtaking.

Even Hugo couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, "Are you sure you're not looking in the wrong place?"

The crowds in front of you didn't look like the legendary deserted and remote Rosarito at all, but Disneyland on a holiday day -- just the sight of the line was scary enough.

Joseph, who has seen countless crowds in the past two months, was a little surprised. They didn't expect that even in the remote and remote Rosarito - and in Mexico, they could still call for such a thing. Many people, such a sight is a huge surprise: a real surprise and joy.

"Fortunately, we don't have to get out of the car today." Samora, who was driving, tried to make a joke, but he couldn't laugh himself, because the dense sea of ​​people in front of him seemed impossible to pass through.

Fortunately, at this time, the crew of the "Titanic" sent staff to come to respond. The sixteen staff members were divided into two rows, blocking the sea of ​​people, and then opened a road for the car, which made Satsuma. Pull can slowly drive the vehicle forward. However, there is not much difference between the speed of the car and the snail crawling.

Outside the window, the crowds on both sides were extremely excited. When they saw the car approaching from a distance, they had already started to riot. When the car approached, the frenzied screams gathered like a tide, just like the premiere of a movie. The general style makes it hard to imagine that Hugo is just here for a cameo appearance today.

Through the car window, Hugo saw the faces outside the window that were distorted because of being too excited. It seemed that everything was so real, but so unreal, so unpredictable, which made Hugo silent. down.

The first time he saw the crowds, Hugo felt new and excited, excited and moved. Those unfamiliar faces cheered and shouted for him, as if he were a god. This kind of feeling is hard to describe. The emotions are mobilized; the second time I see it, the third time I see it... When the number of times increases, people will begin to become numb, which is inertia, and even start to take it for granted.

The splendid achievements of this "Independence Day" caught Hugo off guard. The turbulent waves of people were like real waves, smashing their heads and covering their faces. Now Hugo has even been stripped of his freedom to go out to run, as if Like a convenience store that day, he was in danger of being swallowed up by a sea of ​​people at any moment, which made him start to fear crowds, reject crowds, and even hate crowds.

But today, those unfamiliar and familiar faces are screaming wildly outside the car, they can't even see themselves, and they are not sure if the person sitting in the car is the one they want to cheer, but they are like this Unreservedly vented his enthusiasm.

Some people may say that popularity is a bubble, it exists today and disappears tomorrow; some people may say that these are blind obedience, they are just shouting for the sake of shouting, not because of admiration for the talent of actors; some people may say that this is a brilliant business Accessories have no meaning of value.

Hugo will not deny these, but he also cannot deny that it is his honor to receive such enthusiastic cheers and support, because he is just an ordinary person, not God.

Among the crowd, there was a little girl who seemed to be under ten years old. Those big twinkling eyes shone with crystal brilliance in her dark face, and her eyes flashed with tears. She watched helplessly with anticipation. The car window, muttering, "Where's Hugo? Where's Hugo?"

Hugo couldn't hear the little girl's voice, and could only vaguely distinguish the words from the shape of her mouth. The hope that came from the bottom of her heart was gradually turning into disappointment. The surging crowd around her was like a flood of beasts. , she could swallow the little girl at any time, and she could swallow Hugo at any time, but the little girl just followed the waves and muttered helplessly, "Where's Hugo? Where's Hugo?"

Hugo couldn't help but closed his eyes, hesitated for a moment, patted Samora on the shoulder, and said loudly, "Slow down the speed and open the sunroof."

"Hugo!" Joseph immediately reacted to what Hugo was going to do. He knew how much Hugo had suffered in the surging crowd recently, and even almost had crowd phobia. But now Hugo is willing to take the initiative to contact these enthusiastic fans, which makes Joseph worried.

Hugo gave Joseph a smile, intricately, "This is an entertainer." This profession will bring many additional effects, both good and bad. People can't be so greedy, only accepting the good and rejecting the bad. As "Spider-Man" says, with great power comes great responsibility. This is also the price that must be paid after a brilliant career, not to mention, the brilliant achievements of "Independence Day", maybe everyone in the line of sight has credit.

Hugo took a deep breath, stood on the back seat, got out of the sunroof, cast his eyes in the direction of the little girl, then waved his right hand with a bright smile, and all the people at the scene lost their sight in an instant. After taking control, the piercing scream set off a huge wave like an earthquake, causing the whole town of Rosarito to shiver.

In the surging waves, Hugo's eyes came into contact with the little girl, and he saw the brightest smile on the face of the pear blossom with rain.