Chapter 1915: 1915 Inner Enlightenment

Hugo is Truman, Truman is Hugo, or to be more precise, "Hugo=Truman=Helena-Jenny", they are just a symbol in the entertainment industry, after "losing" their names At the same time, they also lost themselves, gradually getting lost in the glamor of Vanity Fair.

Looking up at the small town of Seaside in front of me, the houses that look like model houses look ordinary and ordinary, but they seem to have no vitality at all. They are just a part of the scenery in the studio, and every moment in life is captured. , Every detail has evolved into virtual data, as if you only need to press the clear button in the computer, and the whole life will be wiped out immediately.

The hopeless pessimistic state of mind surged and almost swallowed Hugo. He even started to look around in a panic, trying to find a way to escape from this world, but all the surrounding scenery were exactly the same, even the one at the end of his line of sight. The sea level is so similar, as if no matter how he escapes, he can't escape this trap. That kind of despair dimmed the whole world in an instant, and even the sunlight lost its color.

Looking around, he found that there is no place for him in the huge world, and the brilliance under the spotlight is just an illusion. This made Hugo doubt himself, his life, his dreams, and himself The three views.

Is this period of his life really wonderful? Is this really what he wants? Is all this real? Are those praises, those honors, and those happiness really meaningful? Are the flattery and sweet talk around you sincere? Has he really not forgotten his original intention? Is he still on the road of his dream? Isn't his all about a reality show? Is his life merely an excerpt from a novel? Is he really "Hugo Lancaster"?

At this moment, Hugo is Hugo, Hugo is also Truman, Hugo is still Helena-Jenny, he can't even distinguish clearly, as if Hugo, Truman and Helena-Jenny are the same person at all, The colorful fragments of life were released like a Nicaragua waterfall, and the rushing river continued to rush down, leaving Hugo with no room to breathe. He felt surrounded by boiling water mist and could not see anything at all. , Can't see the future, can't see the past, can't see the present, as if he is just a fiction.

Hugo just felt dizzy, unable to distinguish reality from the script, himself from Truman, and the real from the fake. The panic-like confusion and darkness after "Death Row Walking" completely disappeared again. All Hugo's defenses were smashed, and he was at a loss. He only felt that he was about to suffocate. Even if he opened his mouth to breathe heavily, he couldn't relieve it, as if his lungs were about to burn.

"Hey, young man, are you okay?" A voice suddenly came from above, as if it was the voice of God, causing Hugo to raise his head suddenly, and then he saw a face all around him, it was a kind The old lady, who seemed to be at least seventy years old, was wearing a floral dress, holding a parasol, holding a bag of apples, and her face was full of worry.

Hugo was stunned suddenly, he didn't know if it was just an old lady, or a character in this "reality show", or the God he hallucinated, which made his eyes widen, just like that Frozen in place.

"Are you sure you're okay? If necessary, I can call an ambulance for you. The hospital is just two blocks away, and they can get there quickly." The old lady murmured worriedly, and stretched out her hand He patted Hugo's cheek lightly, then touched Hugo's forehead, "Oh, poor child, you must have caught a cold, why is there no temperature on your cheek."

At this time, Hugo finally came back to his senses a little bit. He wanted to turn around and run away, because the blurred boundary between reality and virtuality made him afraid of everything. Everything around him seemed unreal, but the old lady The worry in his eyes made his legs hesitate a little, "It's okay...I, I mean, I'm okay."

Hugo spoke intermittently, and then stood up. Only then did he realize that his legs had softened just now, and he was actually sitting directly on the steps beside the street. Seeing him trying to stand up, the old lady stretched out both hands to support his right hand and helped him stand up straight.

"Am I sure I'm okay?" the old lady asked again, and after seeing Hugo nodding seriously, the old lady pursed her lips and showed a smile, "Someone said, do you look like a movie star? You just play 'Death Row' That guy on Rambling? God, that's a great actor, I cried like a sixteen-year-old girl when I saw it. He's such a good guy."

Hugo looked at the sincerity in the old lady's eyes, and still couldn't tell the truth from the fake, but that smile made Hugo swallow the rebuttal that was on his lips. He just outlined a smile, but didn't speak. The old lady patted his arm, "Young man, your body is the most important thing, otherwise, at my age, you will have no choice but to go to a farther place." After finishing speaking, the old lady took out the A red apple was placed in Hugo's palm, and he looked at Hugo again, "Oh, God, you really look like that actor, I can see that you are also a good guy."

After finishing speaking, the old lady laughed loudly, and then slowly took a step. After taking two steps, she turned around and said, "If you are not feeling well, remember to go to the hospital, just go to the street on the right. a little."

Hugo's throat was blocked, and he shouted, "Thank you." The old lady didn't respond, but turned around holding the parasol, and walked slowly again.

Hugo looked at the bright red apple in his hand for a long time, and finally he picked up the apple and took a bite, and the full juice burst out in his mouth. If the reality is pulled back from the virtual.

Carefully chewing the apple in his mouth, Hugo's chaotic thoughts poured down like autumn rain.

Indeed, he has no way to distinguish between reality and fiction, because this reality is too real, as if it is real life. Maybe this reality will never become virtual, but maybe one day he will learn the truth like Truman, But...how did Truman choose? He chose to face it with a smile, he chose to stick to his dream, compete for his dream, and embrace his dream. But why?

He's been through all of this before, hasn't he? Just like Truman.

Hugo suddenly remembered the night of the Golden Raspberry Awards, all the unbelievable and powerful shocks to his every nerve, although he temporarily accepted the reality, but in fact it took him a long, long time to really adjusted to reality. But that night, he made a decision that changed his life: follow his dream.

Life is always unknown, no one can know what will happen in the next moment, it may be heaven or hell, it may be success or failure, it may be happiness or disaster, there is a saying that everything happens before it happens Fifty percent chance. But if you don't work hard, don't struggle, and don't fight hard, then the 50% chance that belongs to you will gradually evaporate.

Therefore, Hugo decided to participate in the audition of "Scent of a Woman", he decided to seize his own "Second Chance (Second. Chance)", he decided to "Don't. Look. Back. In. Anger)". The story after that is very clear, Hugo has come all the way to the present-walking on the streets of Seaside.

Hugo would not be where he is now without that night's decision.

After Truman knew the truth, after knowing that his life was a complete lie - he was not even sure what was true, maybe even himself was a lie, because his birth was "falsified", this The impact on Truman is undoubtedly huge, and he may not be able to recover for a long, long time.

But Truman has a persistence in his heart, a crucial persistence: he wants to embrace freedom, he wants to break free and chase his own dreams. Therefore, life must continue after all, and bumps along the way are inevitable, but you can choose a path that belongs to you. So Truman made a choice—the same choice as Hugo.

Truman was not indifferent, but like Hugo, he chose to look at life positively, and he rejected the temptation of the program group. confused. Sexual proposal, resolutely chose to embark on the unknown road, just because there is a dream called freedom ahead of the unknown.

Everyone is like this, facing the same choices, but making different decisions. Truman chose to smile, optimism, and challenge himself. This is why "The World of Truman" can become a comedy instead of a heavy and dark realistic drama movie. It is because of Truman, Truman's attitude, and Truman's attitude. The posture and Truman's choice make the whole story different.

Just like Hugo on the night of the Golden Raspberry Awards, different choices will lead to different lives. And Hugo, like Truman, chose to break through the shackles, embrace dreams, and chase freedom.

Life is like a play, play is like life, life is like a play and a dream, life is like a dream and not as good as dust.

Does it really matter whether it is fact or fiction? Because life is a play, and in this stage play, the characters come on stage, with ups and downs, stumbles, and everyone is performing their own "role". Life is like a drama, but at the same time, drama is like life. There is no strict boundary or clear distinction between the two.

Hugo suddenly understood that he was not Truman, but he was also Truman, because in this "dream" life, they all made the same choice, they all faced life with smiles, and they all looked towards the truth. He took steps towards his dream and moved forward unswervingly on the thorny road-so, at the last moment, Truman still chose the unknown world outside.

Truman is indeed Hugo, and Hugo is indeed Truman.