"Maybe I'm a madman." Hugo glared and said with a stern expression, but it made Sandra laugh, because it reminded her of Hugo's recent situation in the crew, but before the laughter started, Sandra realized that they were in a high-end restaurant at the moment, and it was very rude to make a loud noise.

So Sandra quickly turned around and nodded her head in apology, then covered her mouth and looked back at Hugo, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, but this time both of them remembered to control the volume of laughter and not disturb others.

At this time, the sushi was served like flowing water, Hugo and Sandra both got out of the way, and when the food was served, both of them picked up the chopsticks - this was a completely familiar tableware for Hugo, but Sandra sat in place and struggled, for Sandra, who was used to using knives and forks, the control of the chopsticks was too difficult.

Sandra complained with a depressed face, "Every time I eat it." It's the same in Chinese cuisine, and chopsticks are so infuriating that if it weren't for the fact that the food was really delicious, I would have given up a long time ago. Hopefully tonight's food will satisfy me. ”

Looking at Sandra's gritted teeth, Hugo chuckled and said, "Actually, I don't mind using my hands directly." ”

Sandra stared at her dumbfounded, and paused for a moment before she said, "Great idea!"

Not only does the mountain town boast one of the best views in Los Angeles, but it also has the best Japanese cuisine, and it's a treat to have the best ingredients and taste.

Sandra struggled to put a piece of sushi in her mouth and swallowed it, then looked at Hugo again with a satisfied expression, "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

Hugo's eating was obviously much simpler, he calmly put down his chopsticks and thought, "I have my own band, you know?"

Although Sandra didn't know why Hugo didn't answer her own question and brought up the band instead, she nodded, "Glory to death, even I, who don't have much interest in rock and roll, have heard of it." ”

"I thought you'd say you're a big fan of 'Oprah'." This sentence immediately made Sandra roll her eyes, and Hugo laughed hehehe-the main viewer group of "Oprah talk show" is housewives, "In fact, the band has been established for less than a year, and our performance started around June last year." ”

Hugo said simply, "Sleepless in Seattle was on the airs and the number of people who could recognize me was starting to grow, and you know, chick movies were always attractive to women." Sandra nodded her head in agreement, "After that, I was on the street with the band, and we traveled all the way from the West Coast across the United States to the East Coast, and then all the way back from a road trip. ”

Sandra's eyes widened unexpectedly, and the movements of her hands couldn't help but pause, "After becoming an actor that everyone knows, you are still performing on the streets, don't you ...... Is it awkward?" As a result, the chopsticks were unstable, and the sushi was dropped on the plate, which made Sandra look annoyed. Hugo smiled and picked up the chopsticks, sorted out the loose sushi lightly, and put it on Sandra's plate before putting the chopsticks down again.

Street performance has never been a glamorous profession, because it is not fixed, and it is a kind of food and sleeping, this is the simplest and most primitive way of performance, from the top stage where the spotlights gather and cheers to return to the humble platform of the street, it can be said that it has fallen from the clouds to the bottom, and few people can accept it normally.

At the time of the 21st century singing talent show, "The Voice of America. voice)" attracted many professional singers to attend, although this is also a talent show, but the main focus is on professional cards, many singers who have released an album, solo singers who have been the lead singer of the band, and members of the former idol team will appear on the show.

They have all experienced such ups and downs: once stood on the stage and were admired by thousands of people, but after their careers declined, they could only go to the streets and bars to be lonely and stubbornly guarding their dreams, and this huge gap almost made them lose hope in life. The reason why they entered the "Voice of America" draft is to get back into the spotlight, win a record contract, and get back to the top of their careers.

Therefore, it is indeed an incredible thing that Hugo, like Hugo, is willing to return to the streets after the glory of "Sleepless in Seattle".

"No, why should I be awkward?" Hugo chuckled and shook his head, "You know what? The performance of standing on the street is actually very different, it is a kind of performance that is so cruel that there is no disguise. When we're on stage, or on the red carpet, the reporters are pressing the shutter at you, the fans are screaming at you, the gaffers are rushing to shine the lights on you, but on the streets, none of that. ”

"What is there on the streets? A white-collar worker in a company who passes by in a hurry, a mother who picks up her children from school, a small clerk who is overwhelmed by the burden of life, a lonely woman who quarrels and breaks up with her boyfriend, and a student who messes with and plays carefreely...... And, of course, against poison. An addict who never forgets his love, a gangster who does not do his job properly with a device in his hand, and a police officer who uses his power to vent his anger. "Hugo's memory ...... back to the memory of standing on the street, the vivid stiffness is so clear and real, Hugo can effortlessly recall those images.

Listening to Hugo's words, Sandra also stopped the movements in her hand and looked at Hugo quietly, Hugo in front of him was still very handsome at the moment, especially when he focused on his own world, that kind of serious light made Yiqiē beautiful. But Sandra didn't have a fawn or a mess of breathing, she just listened intently, she wanted to listen carefully to every word of Hugo, she didn't want to miss it.

"So, standing on the street, no one will want to cheer for you, because they don't owe you anything, they don't need to rely on you to eat, they don't need to chase you, they just need to show their love for themselves. This is the biggest difference between the street and the stage under the spotlight, and at the same time the most frightening reality in your mouth. But, I don't think so. ”

The corners of Hugo's mouth drew a small smile, and he looked at Sandra, who was not at all. I just want to share my inner thoughts with the person in front of me, who is not a man or a woman, just a friend, and it feels very good to share.

"I think that the street and the stage have different charms, it is a real to cruel test, it can most directly show the attitude and opinion of ordinary people about your music and your performance." The shallow smile on Hugo's face was full of confidence at the moment, it was a kind of light that automatically emitted by time precipitation, "When our band stood on the street, we experienced the embarrassment of not having an audience, and at the same time experienced the excitement of hundreds of spectators cheering together; I've seen the disgusted expressions of middle-aged women or hangovers, and I've also seen the glittering anticipation of young teenagers......"

"It's really real, it's like their most direct reaction to our music, there's no cover-up, no hypocrisy, no politeness, every qiē...... Authentic. Hugo also seemed to be a little short of words, but after saying that, he still smiled self-deprecatingly, obviously a little embarrassed by his own commitment, "I enjoy the blood of performing on stage, but I also enjoy the closeness of performing on the street." You know, it would be great if I could conquer those street listeners and get them on tour and enjoy the music together. But if it doesn't work, I don't mind, because music comes from life, and it should also come back to life. ”

"When you're standing on the street...... What was that like?" Sandra was also suddenly curious, and it was hard for her to imagine this wonderful feeling.

"Remind you that you're no different from everyone else, that's what it feels like." Hugo chuckled, perhaps this is an important reason why he was able to keep his mind calm in Vanity Fair, whether it was through the previous ten years of underground rock career, or the experience of still insisting on street performance, Hugo always got his mind right.

Sandra was suddenly a little confused, Hugo didn't seem to answer her question, but it seemed to touch a little more, and this vague feeling made her a little confused.

Hugo seemed to sense Sandra's feelings, and then explained, "For others, the proof of zài may be sought after by the media, it may be the cheers of the fans, it may be the convenience of money...... But for me," Hugo paused, and he thought back to the night of the Golden Raspberry Award again, this qiē was so fake, as if it were a dream, but the only thing that could let Hugo know that he was not dreaming, that all qiē was real, that is, "my music, my performance, is the proof of my existence." ”

Hugo thinks of Katherine Hepburn, thinks of Michael Jackson, and when people talk about them in the future, do they use media comments to prove their greatness? Or is it proved by memories deep in people's minds? Definitely not, but with their works, Catherine Hepburn appeared again and again on the big screen, and Michael Jackson sang golden songs on the stage one after another, which is the best proof of their artistic life.

Hugo's simple sentence made Sandra fall into deep thought, this is not only a conversation, but also an impact.

Hugo couldn't help but laugh when he saw Sandra's expression, "I'm sorry, but we seem to start tonight's dinner with a topic that is least suitable for a first date, which is really not a good idea." ”

Sandra chuckled too, indeed, no one would discuss such a profound topic on their first date, "Maybe that makes our first date special, doesn't it?" After all, it's hard for others to copy. ”

Hugo chuckled and pointed to Sandra's gesture of holding chopsticks like chicken feet, "That can't be copied either." (The text of the unfinished version is provided by (Diandian Chinese Paper).) ）