The Oscar-owned night has ended, and the glory and waves of 1995 have officially ended, but life cannot be simply divided into last year and this year. Although the new year and new atmosphere, every present is the continuation of the past, and every present is the basis of the future. Every "present" is unique and complicated.

Neil looked at Pedro's back as he resolutely left, stood up and rushed to the door of the hall. If he wanted to chase him, he was still worried about Pedro's situation. Not only did he worry about whether Pedro could rely on his own strength to truly enter the drug rehabilitation center, but he hesitated and gave up halfway, or was controlled by the drug addiction center again, and "sucked it the last time before going in" without anyone monitoring... He was also worried that Pedro did not drive over. Could he rely on his feet to go to the drug rehabilitation center?

But the steps were still unable to keep up and were trapped in the same place. Because Neil knew that Henry was right, Pedro needed to rely on his determination and perseverance to enter the quack. In the drugstore, as Pedro's friends, all they could provide was spiritual support.

Neil looked back at his teammates. Alfonso also stood up at this time, looking at the direction of Pedro leaving with a worried look, but he still didn't take any steps. He just stood by the dining table, looking obscure.

Neil also felt the confusion in Hugo's heart as never before, not only a bottleneck, but also a kind of constraint, firmly bound the band's wings that were freely flaunting. Next, where should they go, but no one knew the answer.

In the kitchen, the sound of Samora fried eggs was still noisy, the thin sea breeze mixed with salty smell came to the face, and the surroundings of the villa were still quiet, as if time had always stopped at a certain moment, and never changed. But each of them knew that in fact everything had changed.

When the morning came again, the topic of Oscars was buzzing, and ABC TV immediately announced that the average number of viewers at this year's Oscars ceremony was as high as 46 million, which is also the best result in Oscar history after last year. The moment Hugo won the Oscar winner, it set a record high. People originally thought that this would be a "boring" award ceremony, but the result was far beyond everyone's expectations.

This is really an extremely ironic thing. Just a few hours ago, Hugo was standing on the stage in Doroth Chandler Hall to accept the most important trophy of his career, becoming the first actor in film history to win both the Golden Raspberry Awards and the Oscars; but now, everything has begun to derail.

Hugo was sleeping in a daze. When he woke up, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. The whole villa was quiet and there was no sound. He came downstairs barefoot. Hugo then realized that everyone except Samora had left. Samora, who was originally reading all the newspapers today, immediately put the newspaper aside and stood up, "Are you hungry?"

This is almost a fixed line from Samora. Hugo pulled the corner of his sore mouth, "I'm really hungry."

Samora immediately took a step towards the kitchen, "Wait, I'll prepare afternoon tea for you." Hugo found a seat next to the dining table and sat down. Samora thought for a while and explained, "There is a meeting with Warner Brothers. It was originally invited to go there, but seeing that you are so tired, Rick and Joseph rushed over... Alfonso returned to the city, Alfonso said he would stay in Los Angeles recently and would not leave for the time being; Neil said he needed to relax and drove along the coastline; Pepe said he was going to the drug rehabilitation center, so he left first, and he didn't receive his call for the time being; and Fujin... He was at the golf course next to him."

Hugo was not at all focused on Samora. He was not interested in the dynamics of his friends, but when he heard the part of Fujin, he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth. However, Hugo didn't ask anything more and his eyes turned to the sofa, "What were you looking at just now?"

"Oh, newspapers from major media today are reporting on the Oscars yesterday. Are you interested?" Samora didn't say much. He and Hugo were already very familiar with each other, so Samora knew clearly that what Hugo needs now is not comfort or enlightenment, but maybe just a moment of tranquility.

Read major newspapers and magazines regularly and receive the latest information in the entertainment industry. This is a compulsory course for agents and managers. Rick and Joseph are both persistent in doing this work. However, now Samora has also begun to share some of the tasks. After receiving the information, it is feedback to Joseph. After all, different perspectives may find different messages.

Hugo curled his lips, "Forget it, I guess there is nothing new."

Samora smiled and nodded, "It's almost the same. Everyone thinks that the 'Brave Heart' wins a great victory. This is a regression for the Oscars, and then everyone says that you deserve it."

These contents are expected. Samora has read nine mainstream newspapers today, and her views are basically consistent. Everyone has almost given the headlines to Hugo. This is not only an Oscar winner, but also means that Hugo has truly pushed himself to the unique superstar position. In terms of awards and box office, in Hollywood, perhaps only Tom Hanks can barely stand on the same level as Hugo, and Tom has never been an "idol" and his overall strength is still inferior to Hugo. Therefore, you can imagine Hugo's powerful momentum now.

Of course, many media have also noticed that Hugo has also accomplished the feat of winning the Golden Raspberry Awards and the Oscars at the same time, which is even more incredible, making Hugo's development curve in the past few years add to the mythological color. The Golden Sour Plum, which everyone laughed at, despised, and despised, has become an interesting story of Hugo's great achievements, making the whole story even more incredible.

Life is always like this. Good things can be bad things, but bad things can also be good things. The one who truly has the right to decide is always the parties involved.

"Even Carl says that today's newspapers are too uninnovative, they even satirize Oscars for their old-fashionedness, and these uncrowned kings are not enterprising." Samora teased with a smile, his tone seemed very relaxed.

However, Samora's words made Hugo feel a little stunned. He remembered that two years ago, the morning after he won the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor, almost all his friends gathered in the apartment and made a lot of noise. But what about today?

Hugo retracted his gaze and took back his chaotic thoughts, "There should be no work these days, right? What will Rick explain?"

"No, Rick said you can relax first, just leave the work to him and Joe." Samora had already prepared a pasta neatly and put it in front of Hugo. "By the way, Thomas Verland sent you an invitation letter, which I just received at noon."

"Who?" Hugo had just woken up, but his brain was still a little heavy and he didn't react for a while.

"Bobery." Samora explained simply that Hugo suddenly realized and looked at Samora. Samora quickly explained, "Bobery's Los Angeles branch was officially unveiled, and he invited you to attend as a special guest."

"The branch is only unveiled now?" Hugo raised his eyebrows slightly, "I thought it had been put on the agenda." If Hugo's memory was not confused, he remembered that Thomas had been planning this matter before he moved. More than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye. Has the branch in Boberly not been unveiled until now?

"Borberry has been brewing this matter. Last Christmas, it was announced that the April 2nd meeting will be officially unveiled. Over the past few months, their advertising has wave after wave, and there are obviously more lofty ideas." Samora is no longer a simple fan. Although his touch on Hollywood pulse is not as professional as Rick and Joseph, he can also smell many unusual things. "Actually, I think they care about Oscars more than anyone else. They hope you can win awards in Burberry's clothes so that the publicity effect will be maximized. Of course, even if you don't win the award, the red carpet is enough for them to show off. So, their Los Angeles branch has been waiting until now to unveil."

"The plan is well planned, but who can really make it right?" Hugo chuckled, lowered his head and started eating his own pasta.

"This is the question of vision." Samora supported her hands beside the dining table. Seeing Hugo eating deliciously, she began to swallow her saliva. After thinking about it, she turned around and became busy again, intending to make a plate of himself with the remaining ingredients, but his mouth did not stop. "You said, if Armani had not misunderstood, maybe they were the ones who are glorious now. At that time, only Bobery was willing to invest in you. Now it is time to collect returns."

Hugo shook his head, "Even if Armani is not me, he will be prosperous and they don't need me." This is a fact, but for Armani, the most topical Hugo in Hollywood currently rejects their clothing, and the loss caused invisibility is the great rise of Burberry. The best proof is that Burberry's rise is the market that Burberry seizes.

Samora did not argue with Hugo either. He made a plate of pasta for himself, and then sat down next to the dining table. Hugo was stunned. It was three o'clock now, and Samora had not had lunch. Samora had learned to ignore Hugo's surprised gaze directly and began to enjoy it calmly, "Then are you going to attend? Bobery's unveiling ceremony."

Originally just a casual sentence, Hugo fell silent. After experiencing last night, Hugo originally planned to take a good rest and adjust for a while, so all exposure was unnecessary. But now Burberry has come with an invitation letter, and they probably can't predict what happened last night.
Chapter completed!