"So, he lives here?" Charlize sat cross-legged on the beach chair, with the script "Fine Perfect" on his knees. He raised his chin and pointed to James Franco who was playing against Alex. He had a smile on his lips and said teasingly.

Hugo shrugged, looked back at the lively lawn, and said in embarrassment, "I'm not sure." James signed up for the acting academy and has just started studying now. Alex, Leonardo, Toby and others finally found a student who can "teach" acting skills. Several of them seemed very excited. In their spare days, they were playing the most basic role settings in the acting academy. They were completely happy to substitute the roles into the game.

"He called his family and explained the situation. I'm not sure what he said, but... his family agreed that he stayed in Los Angeles to learn acting." Hugo turned his head and retracted his gaze. "So I think... he should live here temporarily. After finding a job, he can pay the rent and move out."

"You know you have no responsibility for him, right?" Charlize said, raising his eyebrows.

Hugo pursed his lips, "Are you sure?" As James said, whether he was willing to admit it or not, they were inevitably connected, and among all the things that had happened, James was always an innocent person implicated by accident.

Charlize chuckled and nodded, "I'm pretty sure." Then she looked carefully at the look between Hugo's eyebrows, "But he is indeed innocent. So... as long as you are sure you have no problem, then there is no problem for him to stay." Charlize always worried about Hugo. For her, Lena is just a stranger, and Hugo is her friend.

Hugo also tapped his chin gently, "Yes...yes..." and then he laughed, "At least he is not a stranger, isn't he?" He has known James for several years. Later, through Cameron, Hugo also knew that when he was drugged in Houston, it was James who really put a lot of effort into it. So, they are indeed not strangers.

"So, what do you think?" Hugo pointed to the script on Charlize's knee and returned to the serious topic today.

Charlize frowned slightly, "I'm not sure, it's undeniable that when I read the script, the person that came to my mind was not you. The first impression... should be a, uh, older person, but..." Charlize also tried to organize his own language and express his true feelings, "But I think your acting skills are enough to change this first impression. The sculptures of that detail can often make the impression change greatly. So, I'm not sure what you mean."

Hugo pondered and thought, "Say that, you know, the original intention of this script was Ernst," Charlize nodded in agreement. "Although I described it as my goal of playing a role when I was creating, many times when I grasp the details of the script, there will inevitably be deviations. It is more of a role to touch the pen. So, I think the role may be closer to Ernst, that is, if I play, the effect will definitely be reduced. Of course, I know that acting can change many things, but acting is not omnipotent, and acting cannot make up for the purely natural impression."

"So, are you worried that if you act on your own, you won't be able to achieve your original intention of writing the script?" Charlize then grasped the core of the problem and received a positive answer from Hugo, but Charlize couldn't help but shake his head, "Sorry, I can't give you any advice. I know the actor's goal, and I hope to use acting skills to inject life into the role and become a part of the story, but the screenwriter's goal? My understanding is too superficial."

"This is also my biggest confusion at the moment. I think the screenwriter's biggest goal should be to make the story look good and convey ideas through these stories. But I'm not sure." Hugo said while thinking.

"Where is Ernst? Still no response?" Charlize knew that Hugo had visited Ernst for a special trip, so he asked this question. Hugo shrugged, with a face full of dilemma and regret as if he had answered, "Maybe you should come to the door directly. You know, Ernst needs a little excitement."

Hugo couldn't help laughing when he saw Charlize's "you know, I know" expression, and remembered the time he had been in Sunset Square. They always liked to make sounds on purpose and anger Ernst, just to make Ernst not stay at home every day. Later, it was quite effective, but unfortunately after they moved, Ernst retracted his protective shell.

"It seems that I've disturbed your good times." A voice came from the stairs behind. Hugo and Charlize turned their heads, and then they saw a group of people climbing down the stairs. She was talking in front, and Rick Rosen was beside her.

However, Hugo didn't have time to say hello to Shirley and Rick, and his eyes turned to the tall and thin figure behind him. The man was gray-haired, his cheeks were covered with wrinkles, and a strong bookish atmosphere was depicted between the gullies. Although it was midsummer, he was still wearing a sky blue vertical striped shirt, buttoned neatly, and even paired with a bow tie, looking like a decent British gentleman, and his old pedantic temperament was easily discouraged.

When Hugo saw this person, his expression couldn't help but pause, and then he immediately bloomed, "Peter? Oh, my God!" Hugo shouted, and then he saw the old gentleman showing a kind smile, as if the master saw his beloved disciple. This made Hugo immediately leave the beach chair and quickly meet him, "Jesus Christ, how many years have we not met?"

"Six years and five months." The gentleman gave the answer accurately, standing on the flat ground in front of the stairs with his feet together, politely waiting for Hugo to come up. Finally, Hugo stopped in front of him. He stretched out his right hand and said politely, "Look at this young man, he is already a complete gentleman, and I almost can't recognize him."

Hugo held the other party's right hand and couldn't help but sway it twice. His enthusiasm was hard to express in words. Hearing the other party's words, he couldn't help but chuckled, "I believe Mr. Keating will be very satisfied with his educational achievements."

The gentleman's smile gently outlined, and then looked up and down at Hugo in front of him: Today Hugo was resting at home, wearing a simple lake blue T-shirt and white beach pants, and a pair of beach flip-flops on his feet. Compared to the gentleman's full formal outfit, this could almost be said to be out of order, but he slightly pointed his chin, "Believe me, Mr. Keating can't be more satisfied."

Speaking of Mr. Keating, perhaps some senior film lovers will think of a movie, "Death Poetry Club", which is exactly Hugo's famous work, and a work with special significance to Hugo's entire career. The gentleman in front of him is Peter Will (peter.weir). Although there were many additional factors in Hugo's joining the "Death Poetry Club", Peter did take a look at Hugo's bookish spirit at a glance. During the filming process, Peter even polished Hugo's acting skills a lot. Even if Peter was Hugo's master, there was absolutely no problem.

Peter, who was over 50 years old, is a very special director in Hollywood. He is a typical Hollywood director. Most of his works can be called "commercial films". But the reason why he is special is that he refuses to follow the commercial trend and shoot standardized commercial films. On the contrary, he always interprets profound, struggling and contradictory human nature with his unique style and aesthetic concepts, presenting profound connotations.

Peter is even more unique in teaching actors. Among the current Hollywood superstars, Mel Gibson, Harrison Ford, and Robin Williams can be said to be the top actors he discovered or made famous, and Hugo can also be regarded as Peter's disciple, and he has truly entered the top ranks of Hollywood through the "Death Poetry Society".

However, after filming the "Death Poetry Club", Peter slowed down his work pace, almost as if he was in a semi-retired state, and only filmed two works in the past eight years. Therefore, Hugo really hasn't seen Peter for a long time. When he saw Peter appearing on the stairs just now, he couldn't hide his excitement.

"It seems that our worries are wrong." Shirley, who was standing aside, said with a smile, attracting Hugo's attention. She shrugged, "We are all worried that you haven't seen Peter for too long, and you probably won't recognize him." This sentence was a pun, on the one hand, which was about Hugo's face-blindness, and on the other hand, it also said that Hugo is now a superstar, with a completely different status.

Hugo didn't mind at all, but just chuckled, "Even if it's true, I have to pretend to avoid being rude." This teasing made everyone laugh out loud. Hugo received Rick's sight and then reacted, "Look, I'm still rude. Please come in. The swimming pool is obviously not a good place to enter the house."

Hugo moved away from the position and signaled everyone to enter the room. Rick stayed at the end and whispered to Hugo, "New Work." This made Hugo understand immediately.

Recently, Hugo has been seeking "perfect" cooperation, but today Shirley came on behalf of Paramount, not for this work, but for something else. Such an accident caught Rick off guard, so he did not notify Hugo in advance.

Hugo stood there, but thought about it seriously. In fact, if Peter was asked to direct "Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Full-Fu
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