1944. Chapter 1944 1944 Repeating the mistakes of the past
Hugo looked at Toby in front of him, a little dumbfounded. Toby didn't notice the surging in Hugo's eyes, and continued, "Leo has been under increasing pressure lately, and just last week, he got into an argument with a movie fan in front of a shopping mall because the woman had been following Leo and even tried to follow him into the men's bathroom. But he couldn't really move, so he went to nightclubs more and more...... Drinking more and more alcohol...... There are more and more strange friends around me...... More and more women are looking for ......"
Speaking of the end, Toby's voice slowly lowered like this, and he seemed a little lacking in confidence.
Hugo didn't speak, he was silent for a while, but he still couldn't hold back after all, and he laughed after a while, making Toby sit in place with a stunned face, not knowing which link went wrong, and the expression was completely like a ghost, which made Hugo wave his hand, "I'm sorry, I just thought of something else." β
Hugo actually thought that twenty years later, Leonardo was already a world-renowned top actor, and his lifelong pursuit of the Oscar statuette was enough to constitute a singing and crying. In addition to his career as an actor, Leonardo's private life has become the focus of countless people's attention, and it has become common for him to change girlfriends every once in a while - the "Victoria's Secret" models are what he wants. Palace, and haunts major nightclubs all year round, which has allowed him to establish a huge network and win the nickname of "King of Nightclubs".
Thinking of Leonardo's infinite scenery at that time, and comparing it with tonight's embarrassment, Hugo inexplicably felt a sense of joy. Perhaps the future king of nightclubs grew up in this way.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Leonardo standing on the sofa, the stains on his face were still not cleaned, and it looked like a palette, and the smile that stopped couldn't help but sketch again, and he laughed out loud.
Toby's whole expression suddenly stiffened, he thought that Hugo was angry and laughed, and he couldn't help but move his hips slightly when he sat on the sofa, and the taste of sitting on pins and needles was really uncomfortable. This made Hugo have to wave his hand again and again, "No, no, it's my own problem, I thought about it...... Uh, a joke. It has nothing to do with you. β
"So, you've been in a nightclub lately?" Hugo took the initiative to ask, wiping the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes. In fact, it wasn't so funny originally, but with Leonardo's embarrassment and Toby's embarrassment, Hugo was inexplicably poked at the point of laughter, and it was out of control.
Toby nodded stunned, but did not answer again, and after a moment of silence, Toby took the initiative to say, "Hugo, I know that Leo is wrong now, very wrong, and has had a lot of fun recently, but...... Leo is not the same as before. I don't know what the hell is going on, but ...... I don't like it. β
Actually, that's growth. In childhood, a cup of ice cream was enough for an entire day; But when I grew up, the satisfaction brought by a villa was only maintained at the moment when I swiped my card. Of course, this is not absolute, but the emptiness hidden behind it is the complexity and helplessness of the adult world.
Leonardo has been in Hollywood for many years, it can be said that it has been smooth sailing, he has hardly encountered too many setbacks, and he has moved firmly towards his goal all the way, and after the "Titanic", he has soared into the sky, and the positive and negative about society has swarmed and swarmed, and the rough and cruel way made Leonardo lose his way in an instant.
Toby saw Hugo's pensive expression, and some words came to his lips, but after thinking about it, he finally said simply, "Leo, he is always willing to listen to you, maybe you can talk to him." β
In fact, what Toby wants to say is that what Leonardo is experiencing now is the process that Hugo went through at the beginning, so Hugo is bound to help Leonardo. But thinking about it, Toby knew that Hugo must be more aware of this fact than himself, and he didn't need to deliberately remind Hugo, because even now, Hugo is still harassed by the paparazzi.
The night grew deeper and deeper, and all the noise around the whole villa settled down and became quieter and quieter.
Leonardo was woken up by the cold, although he was covered with a quilt, but the average temperature of the seaside villa was still lower than that in the city, not to mention that the temperature was already relatively low after he was drunk, and he was directly frozen awake in the second half of the night. He sat up in a daze, looked left and right, and then found the coordinates here, and carefully recalled what happened tonight, but he was only left with fragments, which made Leonardo's mouth dry for a while. I went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and poured it into my stomach, which relieved me a little.
Standing in place and thinking about it, Leonardo climbed the stairs, looked on the second floor, and found that everyone was asleep, and went up to the third floor, only then did he find the faint light in the study, he gently pushed the door open, and the goose-yellow light was like a waterfall cathartic down, and the darkness slowly dispersed like a mist, as if the whole world had become warm.
In the light, Hugo sat cross-legged on the ground with his guitar, sketching the strings while writing something on the draft in front of him, and heard the sound of the door opening, Hugo raised his head and glanced at Leonardo, but did not say anything, and then lowered his head again and got busy.
Leonardo tiptoed to the side, holding his breath and trying to reduce his presence. Then he quietly looked at the draft in front of him, and at the top of it was written "Save. Rockγ Andγ RollοΌβγ In fact, this sentence can be interpreted in another way: save the rock. But Leonardo prefers his own understanding, because this is a more consistent explanation of glory to death.
Looking down the trajectory of the lyrics, "I need to dream a little more, live a little less; I need a little more light in the darkness. You will never see the tears in my heart, so to hell with it! You can cry until you burst into tears and then let go of me. You are the person you love, not the way others love to see you as you are, and in a world surrounded by 'yes' shouts, I hear a roar: No, no! β
All the impetuousness and doubts in Leonardo's heart slowly precipitated, such a simple lyric, but it stirred up turbulent waves in Leonardo's mind, he could see too many things from this lyric, as if the soul in the depths of his mind was roaring madly, "No! No! β
This made Leonardo completely silent, quietly looking at the pencil writing fonts, in fact, he could not read Hugo's score at all, but it did not affect his concentration in the slightest, as if he was admiring Heine's poetry.
Neither of them spoke, and Hugo was intently composing the score, playing a few syllables on his guitar from time to time, humming softly, and then making a little modification; Leonardo looked at the lines of lyrics over and over again, chewing and savoring them, trying to find inner resonance in Hugo's scattered humming.
After a while, Hugo finished writing the whole score, he picked up the guitar and played it from the beginning. After revising a few notes again, I picked up the whole sheet of paper and looked it up and down. Leonardo didn't hold back after all, and asked in a low voice, "Is the whole song finished?" Hugo didn't speak, but chuckled and replied in the affirmative, "Is this the song you never finished?" β
"You know?" Hugo turned his head and glanced at Leonardo, who was still holding the palette on top of it, looking very funny.
Leonardo didn't realize his embarrassment, and said seriously, "Yes, I heard Samora mention it before, you have a song, and it has been more than a year, and it has never been finished. β
"Nineteen months." The song has taken 19 months from the first melodic fragment to today's end, and this is not only a song, but also embodies all Hugo's passion and expectations for rock and roll, "I didn't expect it to be done in such a way today." Hugo didn't look away, as if he saw the confusion on Leonardo's face, and then said, "The inspiration came from you, which helped me to complete the final creation." β
Leonardo couldn't help but be stunned, and then a happy expression appeared on his face, but seeing Hugo shaking his head seriously, as if to say, "This is not a good thing", Leonardo's eyebrows suddenly became wonderful, but in the end he chuckled, "Anyway, this song has my credit, and that's a good thing." β
Leonardo avoided Hugo's gaze, a little embarrassed and embarrassed.
Hugo was silent for a while, and then took the initiative to speak, "Actually, I've been thinking about whether it's a good thing or a bad thing that I persuaded you to take this script in the first place. Especially when Hugo already knew the historical trajectory, he still persuaded Leonardo to take over the "Titanic", which made Hugo even more uncertain.
In fact, Hugo also knew that if he persuaded Leonardo not to take the script, then Leonardo would face an unknown career as an actor, and he would not know whether the ending was good or bad; And he persuaded Leonardo to take the script, then Leonardo will follow the trajectory of history. This is a choice for which there is no right answer.
Hugo has no right to control Leonardo's life, but he always feels as if he has become the program team behind "Truman's World", which makes Hugo feel very mixed. Is this true for everyone? Trying to use one's own logic to change the lives of others, is everyone a Truman living in a certain world, and everyone is trying to become the master of that world?
Leonardo could see the confusion between Hugo's eyebrows, he let out a long breath and shook his head, "No, it was your suggestion, but it was my decision. Leonardo looked at Hugo seriously, "You know, friends are originally part of my life, so, whether it's good or bad, the person who needs to be responsible is me, not you." β