Chapter 1910: 1910 Childhood Dream

The party was in full swing because of the cake fight, and then the opening party of "The Truman Show" officially turned into Hugo's birthday party, and everyone began to let go of their hands and feet to revel. When the party reached two o'clock in the morning, the crowd began to leave in twos and threes, but everyone had returned to their handsome and tidy appearances. Only careful people could find that almost everyone's clothes were different from when they entered the party—— Sunset Tower Hotel is a hotel that can provide showers and accommodation.

It's just that no one knows what happened at the party.

Hugo originally thought that he was not the host, Scott Rudin and Shirley Lansing were, but when he learned that the party was mostly for his birthday, he had to stay and thank all the guests attendance. It wasn’t until 3:30 that I was able to get away, and drove back to Malibu slowly. Samora and Joseph came back together, “Hugo, you go in first. There are still some things in the back compartment. Move in." Joseph opened the car door, but did not get out of the car in a hurry, but spoke.

Hugo stopped in his tracks, "Do you need my help?"

"No, you should go to rest early, and you will fly to Miami tomorrow." Joseph shook his head, but Hugo didn't insist, "Then you should be careful." Moving things down the stairs is always troublesome. After finishing speaking, Hugo closed the car door and walked towards the house.

Hugo originally planned to stay in the apartment in Beverly Hills for one night, but Zamora said that he needed to come back and pack his luggage. The luggage for the flight to the crew tomorrow was not packed at all, so he still had to go back to Malibu. It was only then that the three of Hugo drove back. At this time, Hugo felt a little dizzy, and stopped at the stairs. On the one hand, it was because it was already early in the morning, and on the other hand, it was also because he drank a lot of wine tonight. Although he was not drunk, the whole person felt He was so fluttering that he couldn't even keep his eyes open.

A gust of sea breeze blew in, and the fresh air refreshed his tired brain a lot. Only then did Hugo take a step forward and carefully climbed down the steps.

Going down the stairs, Hugo saw a huge black shadow in the dark hall. Since it was the darkest time of the night, the dim light of the moonlight could not be seen clearly at all. Hugo couldn't help but frowned. One reaction thought that he was dazzled and didn't see clearly.

But after bypassing the Blackstone wine cabinet, Hugo found that the black shadow became clear instead, it looked like a pile of garbage or a tree, and the entire height had touched the ceiling. Hugo's eyebrows got closer and closer, and finally got completely tangled together.

He walked slowly into the hall, only to find a pile of things scattered on the ground. He kicked them lightly and touched the switch on the wall. After turning it on, Hugo stood there and was stunned. The reaction was that he was really drunk.

I saw that there was a huge gift mountain in front of me—literally, the colorful and colorful gift boxes were almost blinding, and the large and small gift boxes were completely piled up into a hill. It was blocked, so that the open space between the hall and the kitchen completely disappeared, and the full hill filled the entire space, even the sofa in the living room and the dining table in the kitchen were completely filled. On the edge of the foot of the mountain, there are countless gift boxes scattered on the ground, piled up casually and messily around, making the huge airborne seem to be completely packed, making it extremely difficult to find a place to stay.

The mountain of gifts is even bigger and more exaggerated than the mountains of gifts piled up by major department stores every Christmas. This is almost the picture that every child dreamed of in childhood, but now it really appears in front of Hugo's eyes, gorgeous and dazzling. There are at least hundreds of gifts here, in all colors, shapes, and shapes, making this place look like a magical gift shop.

Hugo inexplicably felt that he had come to Diagon Alley in the world of "Harry Potter".

Standing where he was, Hugo felt his head was a little dazed, and he couldn't react for a while. He couldn't even tell whether it was because alcohol made his brain slow, or because the mountain of gifts in front of him was too powerful, or because All this is just a dream.

Joseph and Zamora stood on the stairs, poked their heads out quietly, looked towards the courtyard, and then saw the light in the hall. The two couldn't help but smiled at each other, and tiptoed down the stairs to Hugo's Behind them, they shouted in unison, "Surprise!"

Due to his slow reaction, Hugo was just a little surprised, and was not really frightened. He turned his head to look at Joseph and Zamora in a daze, and was stunned, "This is... what's going on?"

Joseph stood by and smiled quietly, while Zamora explained excitedly, "We have been planning for today's surprise for several days. Since you confirmed that there will be no birthday party this year, we have started planning. All of this was Leonardo's idea! After you went to the Sunset Tower Hotel today, we stayed here specially, and a dozen people worked hard for nearly two hours to build this hill."

No wonder they asked him to go to the hotel by himself today, and they didn't go together. He didn't see Fu Jin and Neil when he went around to Santa Monica. He thought it was because he started too late, and everyone had already Got to the scene. Thinking about it carefully, after he arrived at the scene, he was held back by a large group of people, and he didn't have time to look for the figures of his friends, and he didn't even have time to think.

It now appears that all this was premeditated. However, it was actually Leonardo's idea. It seems that he didn't have enough cream bath tonight.

Looking at Hugo with a dazed face, Zamora couldn't wait, "Aren't you going to open the present?" This sentence made Hugo wake up a little bit, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but outline, "Of course, this It should be the biggest dream of every child in childhood, right? When you wake up, you can see a mountain of gifts, and all the gifts belong to you.” Hugo pointed to the hill in front of him, “Are you sure they all belong to me? "

One sentence made both Joseph and Zamora laugh.

Hugo looked around, and picked up a gift at hand. It was a big square box, about the size of a whole pillow, and it was placed on the armrest of the sofa. There was a card attached to the box, and when I opened it, it was a gift from Shirley. I put the card beside me, and after opening the gift, I saw the contents inside, which surprised Hugo. It turned out to be a retro typewriter. The punk steam-style black body is outlined with golden edges, and the delicate and bright buttons are shining brightly under the light.

It can be seen that Shirley really put her heart into this gift. She chose something full of academic features like a typewriter as a gift, which not only showed her fit for Hugo’s major in classical literature, but also echoed Hugo’s recent position as a screenwriter. The highlights that have received wide attention. Not too expensive, but also not too polite, obviously the result of careful selection.

Hugo admitted that he liked the gift very much.

Joseph who was standing next to him couldn't help but sigh, "Wow, this gift is really thoughtful."

Hugo thought of meeting Robert Iger today, so he nodded slightly, then put the typewriter back into the box, looked around, and picked up the small box next to the foot of the sofa. The size of the box was much heavier than expected, and it was almost out of hand. Hugo quickly grabbed the box, sat on the armrest of the sofa, and looked at the card. It turned out to be a gift from Allen.

Unwrapping the gift, it turned out to be a thick stack of scripts. When I picked it up and looked carefully, it was marked "Modern Times (Modern Times)" on the cover.

"Modern Times" is undoubtedly one of the most well-known works of Charlie Chaplin. In an interview before, Hugo mentioned the deep memory left by this work. Flipping through the script, Hugo became more and more amazed as he read it correctly. If he read it correctly, this is the original script of "Modern Times", and there are still vigorous but messy fonts on it, which seems to be..."This Is it Charlie Chaplin's handwriting?"

Hugo was already shocked. Looking at the script in his hand, he couldn't believe it. He really didn't expect Allen to send such a gift. If it is really the original script of "Modern Times", with Chaplin's handwriting on it, it can definitely be said to be priceless. More importantly, Allen gave this gift before the filming of "The Truman Show" was about to start. The intention is self-evident, not only carefully prepared, but also seriously thought about.

This gift is really too precious.

Hugo looked at the script in his hand and couldn't help being a little distracted—the speed of his brain is really slow now, "What's the next one?" Zamora's voice interrupted Hugo's thoughts, and he carefully picked up the script , Sure enough, I found that there was an old book under the script.

This original script was not the only gift!

The book below is very dilapidated, and you can clearly see the traces of time. The old folds and dirty handprints have also been preserved intact with the book.

The bronzing font on the cover is very familiar to Hugo, "Les. Miserables", this is a French sentence, translated as "Les Miserables", written by the great French writer Victor Hugo, and also One of the greatest works in the history of literature, it condenses the romance, justice, faith, philosophy and profundity of French literature.

For Hugo, "Les Miserables" is not only as simple as his name comes from Victor Hugo, but also for Hugo, who came from classical literature, it is also his favorite work in his school days.

But why "Les Miserables"?