2043 Chapter 2043
"Cut!" Knight's voice rang out in the crew, he let out a long breath, and the worries between his brows gradually relaxed. Hugo's performance in the scene just now finally returned to the standard, and the effect was beyond imagination . Although Hugo's condition was really bad today, which delayed the progress of the filming, he was always able to get out of the predicament and dedicate a wonderful performance, which Knight admired.
Hugo didn't stand up immediately, but sat on the spot and rubbed his temples.
The scene just now consumed almost all of Hugo's energy. The state of struggling after being forced to the extreme is really too bad, as if dancing against the wind on the edge of a cliff. After the performance, Hugo had almost no way to think. He didn't know how he performed in the scene just now, and he didn't know whether he was Hugo or Malcolm now. He just felt tired, endlessly tired.
This tiredness made his head throb slightly.
"Hugo, are you sure I don't need to buy some antibiotics?" Zamora handed over the lemon honey water, he could notice Hugo's tightly furrowed eyebrows, the heavy and painful expression was almost Can't melt.
Hugo took a sip of warm water, but the sweet and sour taste made his brows lean closer, "No, it's not that exaggerated." Now it doesn't even count as a cold, it's just a cold, "You'd better make me a pot of coffee." Hugo felt that the honey water was not refreshing enough.
Zamora hesitated for a moment, but in the end she could only shake her head and reluctantly agreed, "Then you should at least finish this glass of honey water."
Hugo twitched the corners of his mouth depressedly, but he still raised his head and drank the whole glass of water after all. Then Hugo stood up, and Haley and the two walked towards the monitor, "How was the filming just now?" Although Knight waited until the entire scene was filmed before pausing, Hugo was still a little uncomfortable. too sure.
Knight gave an affirmative smile, "Very well, no problem!" Having said that, he stepped aside and let Hugo come behind the monitor. He has also understood Hugo's habits now, and he is meticulous about the shooting situation, but he has handed over the situation of the crew to the director-as a producer, Hugo has given the director enough rights and freedom, which is very important for Knight. Windfall.
Hugo started to watch the replay of the scene just now. When he was not in a good state, it was very difficult to devote himself to the performance. I feel that my performance is always lacking a bit of heat, and it is difficult to express this situation in words—it is not like the first scene before, where you can tell why, it is more of an intuition, and it is even difficult to say a Solution.
For example, in the scene just now, as Knight said, there is no problem. People including Leonardo and others came to watch, and they all said there was no problem. Hugo also knew that the overall feeling was in place, including details, movements, eyes, etc., were very accurate, but Hugo always felt that something was lacking What - the problem is that he can't say what the specific content of "what".
What's worse, amid the affirmative words of others, Hugo even began to doubt his own judgment: Is there really nothing wrong with the scene just now? His feeling is just to be picky.
This possibility frustrates Hugo.
Standing on the spot and thinking for a while, Hugo finally shook his head, "Nate, give me a little time to adjust, let's do it again." Although he had never dealt with such a situation before, Hugo knew that even in the face of Difficulties, he can not compromise - even if it is a compromise to himself, he must continue to work hard and try to find the right solution. Otherwise, what happens to similar situations again in the future? For example, if you are really sick, for example, if you are really distracted by something outside the crew... Then, should Hugo continue to muddle through?
No, he doesn't want to.
Knight opened his mouth. He didn't know what was wrong with this scene, but he knew that something was wrong with Hugo's current state, so he asked worriedly, "Hugo, are you sure? We all feel that the scene just now The play was good enough without any issues."
Hugo's temple throbbed slightly again, and he shook his head, "I can't say it, I just feel that the whole atmosphere seems to be lacking a bit, let's try again."
Knight looked at Hugo in astonishment, but the firmness in those amber eyes made him nod slightly and agreed. Hugo twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't smile, "I'll go to the door to get some fresh air."
Joseph stood beside him with a worried face. He knew that Hugo's condition was not good today, and it was definitely not that simple, but he didn't know what was going on, because everything was fine before Hugo went back to the room last night. Joseph thought for a while, exchanged glances with Leonardo, and then Leonardo quickly followed Hugo, and together they came to the corridor outside the door.
"You're really a mess today, but there was nothing wrong with the scene just now, you know that?" Leonardo and Hugo are already familiar enough that they don't need to hide it. Leonardo knew that if Hugo wanted to say it, he would say it; if he didn't want to, then he only needed to let Hugo know that his friend was always there. that's enough.
Hugo glanced at Leonardo, "I don't know." The deep tiredness in the voice revealed, "Because I'm not sure if I'm in the right state during the performance..." Hugo wasn't sure, his Is the loss because of Malcolm's sadness, or because of his own confusion, "So, I'm not sure if the scene just now is correct."
The phone call from last night came to mind again. Hugo inserted his right hand into his hair and stirred it vigorously a few times, his restlessness could hardly be concealed.
Leonardo could feel that Hugo was troubled, but he couldn't find an outlet, just like himself in the past six months. Leonardo wanted to enlighten Hugo a few words, but found that he didn't know what to say, because the help he could give Hugo was really too little.
Leonardo leaned against the wall with some worry and depression, perhaps being with Hugo now was the only thing he could do.
"Leo, you said..." After Hugo opened his head, he paused and fell silent for so long that Leonardo couldn't help turning his head to look at Hugo, wondering why he didn't The following is up. As a result, Leonardo saw the struggle and tangle between Hugo's eyebrows, as if a ball of wool was completely messed up after being played by a cat. He couldn't even find the beginning and end, let alone untie it. up.
When Leonardo almost thought that Hugo gave up, Hugo's voice came again, "Is it wrong to refuse to own because I am too afraid of losing?" The voice seemed to fall lightly on the sun Butterflies are just gliding slowly with the breeze.
"You mean, because you are too afraid of the end, so you refuse to start?" Leonardo's interpretation made Hugo choke, and after being interpreted by him in this way, that kind of stupid sense of sight rushed to his face. Everyone knows that "refused to start because they are afraid of the end", this is the most stupid, shameful and speechless excuse in the world, because there is no beginning, so why talk about the end? If you refuse to start simply because you fear it will end, you will never know the outcome—much less the process.
In fact, Hugo's dream is not the case. Hugo shouldn't be starting a rock band if he's afraid of failure; he shouldn't be trying to be an actor if he's afraid of ending; Because all these lives will end sooner or later, just like life, there is an end after all. It's just that everyone has the autonomy to decide the scenery of this journey from the starting point to the end point, whether it is short or long, and it is never the end.
If you are afraid of ending, you should not start; if you are afraid of losing, you refuse to have. This is the excuse everyone who refuses to fight for their dreams finds for themselves, and it is also the best excuse for cowards and losers.
Once upon a time, this was Hugo's firmest and most persistent belief, which led him all the way to the peak, but now Hugo himself raised this paradox, which is simply ridiculous.
Leonardo saw the bitterness slowly spreading from Hugo's mouth. Although he didn't know what happened, he could clearly feel Hugo's powerlessness and helplessness. He thought for a while, "Rain If, you know, in fact, we all understand the truth, the truth of life, the truth of dreams, the truth of love, we all understand. I believe you know these things better than me... But the reason why we are 'imperfect human beings'," Having said that, Hugo looked up at Leonardo, and both of them had a smile on their lips, "It's because of our emotions that we can't control. To be more precise, even if we want to control, it is impossible." Yes. Just like love, there is no reason, it starts right from the beginning, like a tornado. Sometimes, you know that the other person is absolutely not the object to fall in love with, and you know that this relationship is destined to end in tragedy. It is taboo, even forbidden love, yet hopelessly in love, without any reason, without any reason. Not even the greatest philosopher can resist it."
Hugo raised his head and looked deeply at Leonardo. He originally thought that Leonardo said this on purpose, but seeing Leonardo's clear blue eyes, Hugo knew that Leon Nadeau is simply giving an example. But this random example hit Hugo hard, causing his palms to curl up again in pain.
Leonardo didn't notice the subtle changes in Hugo, but continued with a slight smile, "But, this is the most wonderful part of love, isn't it? Because of an unpredictable result; this is also the most beautiful part of life. Wonderful place for an unknown future."