Samora parked the car at the door of her house, Hugo got out of the car, and then saw Ernst Lehman, who was cursing next to the trash can. Obviously, someone did not throw the garbage into the trash can accurately, and Ernst would make him nag for a long time every time.

Ernst noticed that the car behind him had stopped, and immediately turned around and squinted his eyes to look at Samora who walked out of the driver's seat. Samora immediately reacted and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, it's not me, I haven't lost the garbage today."

Ernst curled his lips and continued to turn around and mutter, "This is simply a low morality. How can he do such a shameful thing? How dare he!" It can be seen that Ernst is very angry about it.

Hugo looked at Ernst in front of him and overlapped him with the famous screenwriter "Enst Lechman" mentioned by Harvey Weinstein, but found that this was too incredible. He still couldn't overlap the image of Ernst and the screenwriter. Sure enough, it was not so easy to adjust after leaving a fixed impression in his mind.

Ernst in front of him was wearing a wrinkled suit, a shabby shirt and a dark blue pilled sweater, which could be judged by the naked eye. His gray hair was combed into a neat back, but it was not enough to stick it in, and it looked a little messy. Coupled with his swear words and a irritable temper, he was just a lonely old man living next door, and had no connection with the image of a "screenwriter" or a literati, author and other related professions.

Could it be that Ernst in front of him is not the famous screenwriter, but just a person with the same name and surname? This is not impossible.

"What! Don't look at me with that kind of looking look, I hate it." Ernst noticed Hugo's inquiring eyes sensitively and curled his lips, which made Hugo look back embarrassedly and smiled at Ernst. But obviously Ernst didn't buy it, glared at Hugo in anger, muttering, "Young people are really not polite at all..."

Hugo was so amused and laughed when he stood beside him, but he had no way to refute it. He could only touch his nose and think that he was unlucky.

After Ernst muttered, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He looked around and said hatefully, "The crows finally left, and his ears can be clean. Recently, he felt like he was living next to a subway station, and there was no time to be peaceful at all." After that, Ernst glanced at Hugo, obviously blaming Hugo for all this.

Hugo was unwilling to admit his mistake, so he widened his eyes and pushed back, "Is there a quiet time in Los Angeles? Those crows are flying around every day."

Ernst looked at Hugo and said irritably, "After you come, there has been no quiet nearby." After that, he glanced at Hugo with disgust, hesitated for a momentum, but his whole momentum became restrained, "But what you said makes sense. Even if you don't come to the door, they won't stop."

Hugo thought about it and saw that Ernst seemed not as irritable as before, so he decided to ask his doubts directly, "Enst, I heard that you were a screenwriter before? Is this true?"

Ernst had never expected Hugo to suddenly ask such a question, and was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows were tangled together, raised his eyebrows and roared, "So what?"

If he was a stranger, he would have been frightened by Ernst's wave of roars. However, Hugo has lived here for almost two years. He also has a certain understanding of Ernst, so he outlined the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Not really, I'm just a little curious. You know, the old man with a bad temper in my neighbor's house is actually a famous person. This is always very interesting to children, just like...it's like scientific exploration."

Ernst looked at Hugo's warm smile, and all the words were stuck in his throat. He tried twice to say something, but he didn't say it. In the end, he could only say with abilities, "Child, you are still a child, you are about to be thirty years old, cut it." After saying that, he sneered, his eyes kept peeking at Hugo and then moved away, as if he wanted to turn around and leave, but he felt that leaving like this was too cowardly, so he couldn't make a decision when he stood there for a while.

Hugo was not in a hurry. He stood there, looking at Ernst with a smile, waiting patiently for the answer. Samora stood beside him, looking at the show. He had only been here for less than two months and was not familiar with Ernst at all. On the contrary, he suffered a lot. Now seeing Ernst's hesitation, it was a rare joy for Samora.

"What are you laughing at?" Ernst rolled his eyes quickly and saw Samora's smile. He immediately shouted angrily. Samora, who suffered an unrestrained disaster, could only lower his head depressedly. Ernst was a little satisfied, but when he turned his eyes, he saw Hugo who was still smiling, and his mood suddenly became worse again. Finally, he could only say irritably, "That's all seventeen years ago, and I don't remember it any longer."

In the seventeen years, Ernst's words revealed his true emotions. He clearly remembered that his last work, "Strange Case", was filmed in 1976, but he said this stubbornly, and this small detail made Hugo suddenly feel a little sad.

Hugo didn't know what exactly made Ernst secretive about his former glory, but when he recalled Ernst's life in the past two years, Hugo felt a little sad. Like Catherine Hepburn, they were all top-notch existences who had created countless glory, but the growth of time made them gradually disappear from the spotlight. However, Catherine was still active on the stage on Broadway, but Ernst was not. He was just a lonely old man, with a bad temper, bored guarding his empty house, waiting for tomorrow or waiting for death.

But this sentence just now revealed Ernst's thoughts. He still missed the joy of writing the script seventeen years ago. Moreover, he still called the reporters Crows. When he saw Hugo being upset because of the Golden Globes incident, he would still be willing to share his little thoughts in his heart. Perhaps Ernst chose to live peacefully in Sunset Square because he had never let go of it.

After Ernst finished speaking, he looked at Hugo. He could see a faint sadness in Hugo's quiet eyes, but this hurt his pride as if it was sympathy. So Ernst immediately straightened his back and said to Hugo with great momentum, "Those memories have long passed and have nothing to do with my current life."

Hugo looked at Ernst's back as he left, stubborn and stubborn. He knew that his "sadness" hurt Ernst, and it could even be said to be an insult. The passage of time took away the glory and glory of the past, but it could not take away the pride and persistence of the past. Hugo cleaned up the sadness in his sight in a little embarrassed manner.

"Last year," Hugo quickly raised his inner question. This sentence made Ernst pause in leaving for a moment, "Nora Everon is willing to give me a second audition. Did you recommend it to her?"

Hugo has been thinking about the reason why the second chance of "Seattle Night Without Sleeping" appeared over and over again, but he has never found a clue, but now, Ernst is the most likely candidate.

After the Golden Globes incident, Hugo's depressed will, Ernst saw that Ernst always had no good face to Hugo, and could even be said to be swearing, but Hugo knew that this lonely old man was afraid of loneliness under the irritable temper. Therefore, Ernst recommended Hugo to Nora and won Hugo a second audition, which made it completely understandable.

Ernst did not look back, but said calmly, "It should be your own efforts to finally get this role." Although he did not admit it, he did not deny it.

Looking at Ernst's back as he was about to leave again, Hugo quickly said, "Thank you." This made Ernst pause again, "I mean, although seizing opportunities requires relying on his own strength, not everyone can get opportunities. This is true in society, and even more so in Hollywood, so thank you for giving me this opportunity."

In the Hollywood world, there are countless actors with strength and conditions, and there are no 100,000 or 80,000. The competition for each role is almost a battle of more than thousands, especially for actors who have experienced troughs or newcomers who have just entered the industry. It is too difficult to compete with those successful actors. Many people consume all their youth and ambitions without even touching the opportunity.

After the Golden Globes incident, although Hugo's situation was not that bad, at least it could not be said to be on the edge of a cliff, it could only be said to be a temporary trough. After all, the success of "Yihai Xiongfeng" and "Smelling the Scent and Knowing Women" can still allow Hugo to gain some bargaining chips; but "Seattle Not Sleeping at Night" gave Hugo a chance at the first time, and Hugo successfully seized it, which is undoubtedly a major breakthrough for Hugo who is in a low period.

Although Ernst may be able to solve the problem by just saying a word or making a phone call, it was one of the most important turning points in the whole of 1993. So this sentence "thank you" comes from Hugo's sincere thanks deep in his heart.

Ernst heard this and stood there without much action. After a while, he turned around, looked at Hugo, and said with a serious look, "This is Hollywood. One word can change the real world of many things. Some people are not worthy of your sympathy, so don't be soft-hearted."
Chapter completed!