Chapter 206 206 Blonde Argument

Regarding the plans of Lang and Tracy, it sounds difficult, but in fact, as long as Hugo is willing to give up the "sugar-coated trap" and "Schindler's list", there is not much threat, because they can't catch the rain The handle of the fruit. But the problem is, that's not the core focus.

In fact, for Hugo, it is not a problem to give up the "sugar-coated trap", nor is it a problem to give up "Schindler's List", but the question is never which work to give up, but whether Hugo will continue to be in the film circle. Otherwise, even if it is not "Sugar-Coated Trap" or "Schindler's List", other works will appear in the future, making Hugo and Lang and Tracy stand on opposite sides again.

Therefore, Hugo will not surrender to Lang for "Schindler's List", nor will he easily give up the "sugar-coated trap" for fear of being unspoken. You know, Lang and Tracy are just two successful people in the Hollywood circle, and they are only two insignificant nodes in the huge network. Hugo was able to break through their blockade and starred in "Smell the Scent and Know a Woman" and "Yihai Xiongfeng", then we can continue to struggle like this in the future!

As for the internal struggle of the International Innovation Management Company, the impact on Hugo is relatively small. Even though he has achieved good results this year, he still does not have the level to add brilliance to the company's signature. It can be seen from the attitude of the company's partners. It turns out that they were friendly to Joseph, but no further action was taken. So, Hugo doesn't have to worry too much at all.

After leaving Rick's office, Hugo and Joseph rejoined the atmosphere of the luncheon. It's a pity that Paul McCartney didn't stay for too long. Hugo regretfully missed the opportunity to contact the legendary superstar, which made Hugo suddenly lose his interest, and he couldn't even get his spirits up in the lottery.

After the lunch meeting, it was almost three o’clock when I got home. In the evening, Alex joined a group of friends to hold a party, calling on everyone to gather together for the New Year’s Eve. Naturally, Hugo and others were also invited. The busier the better, so Joseph and Hugo both went home and started getting ready for the night's party.

Hugo opened the door and shouted, "Alex, we'll be there at ten o'clock in the evening, will it be too early?" In fact, most parties don't start until after dinner, and even wait until ten or eleven o'clock. It's normal to continue to be lively.

"Alex is out." The answer was Charlize, her voice was not far from the door, it sounded like she was in the bathroom, "He said that he would not order takeout tonight, and he would cook something to eat at home, So I went to the supermarket."

Hugo followed the sound and looked for it, and sure enough, he saw Charlize busy in the bathroom, "Isn't there a lot of people in the supermarket today?" Hugo went to the supermarket at Christmas and was frightened by the crowd. I also felt that there were almost no people in Los Angeles - compared with the big cities in the country, but that time Hugo really felt what is called the madness of the festival.

"No one goes to the supermarket today. The supermarket closes at four o'clock in the afternoon." Charlize was standing in front of the mirror on the washstand, holding a jar in her left hand and a comb in her right hand. The comb stirred the paste in the jar, then applied it to her hair, combing it in bunches. At this point Charlize's long, beautifully smooth hair was almost held in place by the paste, and it looked like a long, flat jelly -- but it wasn't delicious at all.

Hugo leaned against the door of the bathroom, wrinkled his nose, the smell of the hair dye was really bad, "Dyeing your hair again?"

Charlize shrugged slightly and confirmed, "I've been busy on the set recently, and haven't been dyed for a while."

While speaking, Charlize had already completed the first step of dyeing her hair. She neatly arranged things, washed her hands, took out the hairdryer from the cabinet, and blew it evenly on her hair.

Hugo looked at Charlize who was busy and shook his head with a smile, "I don't understand, why you must insist on dyeing blond hair." Charlize's beautiful blond hair is not born, her original hair color is Dark brown, and then relying on persistent dyeing, this shimmering blond is maintained.

Charlize was using the hair dryer, and the humming noise made her unable to hear clearly, so she had to turn her head and yell at Hugo, "What?"

Hugo pointed to his hair and said aloud, "Why blond?"

Charlize stopped the hair dryer and reluctantly said, "I thought we discussed this matter." This is the characteristic of cohabiting roommates. It is easy for both parties to discover some private special habits. Hugo was the first time When I saw Charlize dyeing her hair there, I was so curious that the two had a discussion.

Hugo shrugged, "I still don't understand. Maybe your original hair color is beautiful? That chestnut brown is also very shiny."

In the past, when watching movies, Westerners always had a special plot for blondes, or thought that blondes were the representative of big breasts and brainless, or that blondes were sexual. sense. especially. The representative of things, or think that blondes are particularly attractive, whether it is positive or negative thoughts, blondes always have a special position. In this regard, Hugo has never quite understood it, and it is estimated that Asian cultures are not so deeply touched by this.

Charlize chuckled, "I just like it." Charlize looked at the mirror again and checked whether the hair dye was evenly applied, "This is the advice John Crosby gave me - you still Remember John Crosby?" Hugo nodded, Charlize's first agent, but she was quickly fired, "This may be the only correct advice John gave me. At first It’s because blondes can get more jobs, and you know Americans have a special love for blondes.” Charlize, who is South African, said this with a bit of narrowness, as if to make fun of Hugo’s difference. Hugo couldn't help but lower his head and laugh.

"But later, I liked blond hair very much and thought it suits me very well." Charlize pouted, with some helplessness on his face, "Actually, blond hair is not so suitable for actors, it is easier for people Position the blonde actress as a vase. But there is no way, I just like it, so you can think that this is a little bit of a woman's willfulness." After Charlize finished, he chuckled lightly, and then opened it again. The blow dryer continues to heat the hair.

Hugo raised his eyes and looked at the looming strands of hair in front of his forehead. He was still not quite used to this face, including this dark blonde hair. This is really weird. In China, blonde hair is more common. The representative of the non-mainstream, Hugo still misses his previous pure black hair, "I don't like it. If it wasn't because it was too troublesome to dye my hair, I would have dyed it black long ago."

Hugo has seen Charlize dye his hair. In order to maintain a uniform hair color for a long time, it is necessary to dye it once a month or two on average. If it is frequent, it is possible to dye it twice a month. Hugo couldn't hold on.

"What?" Charlize didn't hear it again, stopped the hairdryer and asked, but looked at the ends of his hair in the mirror. Charlize needs to heat the hair dye on the back of his head, and it also requires uniformity. This is not an easy task. Hugo raised his voice and said, "Do you need help?" Then he stepped forward and walked towards Charlize. Without looking back, Charlize handed the hairdryer to Hugo.

Hugo took the hairdryer, turned on the warm air, and blew it evenly on the back of Charlize's head, "I mean, I don't like my hair color, I'd rather have black hair."

Charlize stopped, looked at Hugo in the mirror, and pictured Hugo with black hair in his mind, and laughed after a puff, "If you dye your hair black, then... I don't You know, that would be weird." Hugo's temperament is more sunny and warmer, and it must be admitted that dark blonde hair is a lot of extra points, making Hugo look sunny and not too dazzling, bright and bright. Don't jump too much, "Besides, your hair is not that kind of bright gold, it's dark gold, it only sparkles in the sun, and it usually looks good."

Hugo looked at the corner of his mouth in the mirror and twitched, and pulled down a disgusting arc. The dark golden hair was gently blown by the tail wind of the hairdryer, and it was revealed in the dim light of the room. Soft halo. As a third party, Hugo would admit Charlize's point of view; but the person in the mirror was Hugo himself, he still felt a little awkward, and Hugo couldn't help but wondered mischievously: his memory has not been fully integrated, is there something like this? There are some reasons, because I have not fully adapted to this pair of skins.

"Hey, you! It's hot!" Charlize turned his head away and looked at Hugo angrily. Just now Hugo was distracted, and the hair dryer kept blowing on one part, which made Charlize's scalp immediately hot. Charlize raised his hand and patted the back of Hugo's hand fiercely. The "pop" sound was particularly loud, and there was an echo in the small space of the bathroom.

Hugo took the hair dryer away, opened his mouth wide in surprise, stared at Charlize with round eyes, and complained aggrievedly, "Did you hear the sound! Did you hear it! Look, the back of my hand is on the back of my hand. It's red, and billions of cells are dying!"

Charlize was originally apologetic, but after being tricked by Hugo, he immediately gritted his teeth, "You still have dead cells, and my hands hurt too! You know, I'm a woman, and my hands are very painful. Tender and weak, I'm the one who really hurts, okay?"

Hugo couldn't help crying and laughing at once, "How can you be like this, it's obviously you who beat me, and I didn't force you." Hugo bit his teeth, "Hmph, where are you a woman, you are clearly a man, man!"

"What did you say?" Charlize put his hands on his hips and activated the angry mode, but Hugo still didn't know whether to live or die, and still said, "I said, you are a man!"

"Hugo Lancaster!" Charlize immediately grabbed Hugo's left hand, palm after palm, accompanied by kicks, and directly punished Hugo with force. Hugo couldn't fight back, so he had to turn on the hair dryer and blow on Charlize.

As a result, the two were like children, Charlize was avoiding the blower of the hair dryer, and Hugo was avoiding Charlize's hand, going around in circles in the bathroom and fighting. The screams and laughter could be heard echoing even in the hall.

"Hugo, are you at home? Open the door." A familiar voice came from the gate, vaguely sounding like Uma.