Chapter 245 245 Wisdom Elder

Hugo rubbed his aching temples and sat on the stairs from the second floor to the first floor. He originally planned to go downstairs to throw garbage, but he saw a group of paparazzi guarding the door from the window, which made the rain fall. Guo's footsteps could not help but become hesitant, and finally stopped at the entrance of the stairs, the whole person sat directly on the steps, looking down at the paparazzi wandering outside the window from top to bottom, in a daze.

For the past week, Hugo has been frightened by reporters, and he has been having a nightmare these days. In the dream, he was standing in an empty playground, and then there were countless dark camera lenses rushing towards him, like countless spiders rushing up, even without the need for the flash to be turned on, it would make the rain Guo felt breathless, and the intensive phobia made Hugo get goosebumps all over his body. There are faces behind each lens, but no facial features can be seen, just like the dementors in the Harry Potter series, nothing can be seen under the empty hats, these black holes seem to be absorbing Hugo's happiness was like that, draining all his emotions, and then surrounded by countless cameras, just like ants swallowing an elephant, eating him directly.

In the nightmare, Hugo has been struggling, trying to get rid of these shots, and even more wanting to get rid of the shackles of dreams, but always fails, until he is completely overwhelmed by the shots, then he can sweat profusely from the dream. wake up. This caused Hugo's sleep quality to plummet, and his spirit was sluggish.

Hugo has always known that being an entertainer means being surrounded by the spotlight, and every move of a public figure will be observed under a magnifying glass—even a microscope. Hugo thought he was mentally prepared, he had enough With tenacious nerves to deal with all this, even after facing Anthony's provocation, Hugo quickly calmed down and thought of a solution.

But Hugo still underestimated the power of the media. During this period of time, the speculation and tracking of "big-name suspicions" almost cut Hugo's life into pieces. The reporters were like leeches. Once they touched Hugo's skin , they won't leave until they are full of blood, which makes him miserable. Hugo tried all kinds of methods, such as silence, anger, and reason, but to no avail, and the reporters still refused to forgive. Hugo's self-proclaimed tenacious nerves have been under the test of fire, and the invasion of nightmares made him start to be afraid of facing the camera and reporters.

It's like now, seeing the reporter outside, he doesn't even dare to go downstairs to throw the trash, it's really ridiculous.

The corner of Hugo's mouth wanted to draw a mocking arc, laughing at his incompetence and cowardice, but he found that he didn't even have the strength to laugh, not even a sarcastic smile. He rubbed his temples, which were constantly twitching, as if a group of villains were beating gongs and drums in his head, and the muscles in his back stiffened, which forced Hugo to lean against the wall and closed his eyes, hoping Just a little relief from this terrible headache.

"Get up! Don't get in the way." A grumpy voice came from behind, and Hugo didn't need to open his eyes to know that this must be Ernst Lechmann who lived on the second floor.

Hugo wanted to open his mouth to say something, but found that he suddenly didn't want to. He has said so much to reporters recently that he feels that speaking now is a burden. This is really ridiculous. I didn't think that one day I would be afraid to speak. It's ridiculous. Hugo snorted lightly, expressing contempt for himself.

"Are you going to die? If you want to die, go out and die. Don't dirty the corridor." Ernst pressed a hard object against Hugo's back. Hugo guessed that it was Ernst's crutches. Guo suddenly felt like it was about to fall apart.

Ernst's words were really unpleasant, and Hugo was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help but said irritably, "Don't worry, I will never die earlier than you."

Hugo turned his head and looked at Ernst angrily, expressing his dissatisfaction. Although the action of turning his head made Hugo's head hurt as if it were about to explode, Hugo strongly suspected that he must have a cold, which was really beautiful; but Hugo didn't have time to take care of his head at this time. His hazy vision saw Ernst in front of him.

At this time, Ernst was wearing a thick padded jacket, as if he was about to drown his thin body. The wrapped scarf covered most of his cheeks, but it could not cover the aging of his forehead and the corners of his eyes. The layers of wrinkles are so clear, and Ernst's turbid eyes are even more blurred at this time, as if the ray of light will disappear at any time.

Hugo realized that Ernst was the one who was closer to death than himself. Although he didn't know how old Ernst was, he looked at least seventy years old. What he said just now was a bit too much, which made Hugo stunned for a while, and then sighed, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." Hugo turned around and twisted back and felt his bones aching, "I I'm in a bad mood, but shouldn't be mad at you, sorry."

After Hugo finished speaking, he took a deep breath, adjusted his irritable mood, and prepared to stand up, "Sorry, I'll stand up now." Hugo knew that he was sitting on the stairs, blocking Ernst's path.

Unexpectedly, Ernst's crutch tapped Hugo on the shoulder, motioning for him to sit down, Ernst's irritable voice said, "Don't worry, although I'm very old, I'm healthy, maybe it's better than If you live long, who knows if you will take it. Overdose will kill you."

The old man was really ruthless, and Hugo couldn't help but chuckle, "Ernst, I know you don't like me, but there's no need to curse me."

Ernst snorted softly, "I'm not a wizard, and cursing you has no lethal power. Why, are you still worried that I will end you with a knife? Then you are too useless." Ernst The irritable voice made Hugo's tired mouth draw a helpless arc. The old man really had a sharp mouth. "I see you looking downcast and lacking in spirit. Could it be because of those crows outside?"

Hearing Ernst describe the reporters in this way, Hugo smiled rudely and nodded, "Yes, their screams give me a headache."

"It's useless." Ernst gave Hugo a look of contempt, as if he was despising the mastiff that was beaten by the cat. Hugo only felt that a black line fell on his forehead, and then he saw Ernst Very slowly sat down beside Hugo, Hugo looked at the ground, opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted directly by Ernst, "It's really useless to be scared by the reporter, They're not ancient dragons." Then Ernst sat down.

Seeing Hugo's astonished expression, Ernst was very comfortable and put the crutches on his knees, "I remember you made a movie, right?" Hugo nodded blankly, he did not expect Ernst To actually start a conversation with him, this is the most normal exchange between him and Ernst in a year, which is really surprising, "The media is part of your job, you need to use these crows for publicity, At the same time, these crows also need to use your power to make a living, you are in a relationship of mutual help, why should you be afraid of them?"

Ernst glanced at Hugo, the taste of contempt could not be more obvious, "These crows are talking very irritably, some good and some bad, some positive and some negative, if you listen to them all, That's not annoying, you just don't make movies, just watch what they shout there every day."

"I..." Hugo tried to justify, he didn't read the reporter's comments all day, but Ernst didn't give him a chance at all, "Che, don't deny it, if you don't care about these crows, why are you stupid Sit here." Ernst pointed to the garbage bag in Hugo's hand with his crutch, which made Hugo's cheeks flush.

"It's like no one is perfect, no one can be liked by everyone, and if you want to be loved by everyone, then currency is your choice, preferably a check or something." Enns Te's harsh words were like sandpaper rubbing against a blackboard. It was very ugly, but the comedy effect was very good, which made Hugo a little laugh, "Don't you think you are perfect?"

Hugo quickly shook his head in denial.

"You're a little self-aware." Ernst smacked his lips, looked at the restraint on Hugo's face, and continued, "So, those crows must have good or bad views on you, and when every movie comes out, Those film critics who claim to be professional are actually self-justified, there must also be applause and shouts, how to filter these remarks, how to treat these comments, this is the most important. "

Hugo listened attentively, although Ernst's words were rough, they were all truth, "People say hello, why is it good, is it really good or just a compliment; why is the negative news such as criticism and condemnation? , is it really to point out your mistakes for your own good and hope you correct it, or to get the focus on gibberish. You have to discern the meaning behind the noise, and then ignore the useless stuff.”

In fact, Hugo didn't know these truths, but what he knew before was too general. After this incident, it was a personal experience. Now that Ernst mentioned it again, Hugo's head gradually became clear.

"The most important thing is, don't affect your mood because of these crow's words. When people say you are happy, you can't be happy. When people say you are almost depressed, it's too cheap. You know, it's just a crow, you are you. , insisting on yourself is the most important thing." Ernst said bitterly, showing his contempt for Hugo again, "Walking around in this circle, if you can't learn this, then just hide Go to my mother's arms."

Hugo couldn't help but chuckled softly. He could finally show a real smile, but in Ernst's eyes he was very puzzled, "What are you laughing at, a woman has appeared?" Ernst actually He also looked around cooperatively, it was a simple action, but it was very funny at this time.

Hugo held back his smile, "No, no, it's just..." Hugo's eyes fell on the stairs, "You're sitting on a chewing gum, you know this, right?" Hugo just wanted to remind Ernst was, unfortunately, interrupted.

Ernst looked at Hugo with a stiff face, and after hesitating for about two seconds, he said, "When...of course!" Then he looked down at his pants and muttered in a low voice, "I'm going to kill this guy. guy..."