Brazen

Hugo had watched big-budget premieres of movies on TV before, and at the premiere, the appearance of each star would cause a wave of cheers, making the scene very spectacular. But today, as Hugo walked on the red carpet of a premiere himself, there was no cheering around him, only a low commotion, more like the atmosphere of the end-of-year party in college, which made Hugo both disappointed and amused.

However, thinking that today was not the premiere of his own movie, Hugo's mood was immediately relieved a lot.

Because no one kept Hugo, and he had no experience, he quickly approached the end of the red carpet. Hugo was wondering why it took others ten minutes to walk a red carpet, while he finished in just one minute. What was going on?

"Hugo, Hugo." A voice came from beside him. Hugo turned his head and saw a middle-aged man holding a microphone and a camera hanging around his neck. This was obviously a journalist.

Seeing Hugo turn his head, the journalist immediately took two steps forward, pretended to support Hugo, and walked over to interview him, clearing some space on the red carpet. "Hugo, I'm James Rudd, a journalist from Us Weekly. Why did you attend the premiere of "Final Analysis" today?"

"I worked with Paul in "Dead Poets Society" before, and he is the producer of today's movie. I think it's my honor to come and support him," Hugo told the truth, believing that even if he didn't say it, the journalist could find the information.

James nodded secretly, then complimented him, "You look great today. I'm sure the whole audience will remember this moment."

"Haha, I don't think Richard Gere would be happy to hear you say that." Hugo wasn't that easily fooled. These journalists were just joking, and compliments didn't cost a penny.

"I'm serious. I'm afraid you'll have a place in tomorrow's coverage of the premiere," James explained. Although the proportion of coverage on male actors' clothing was much lower than that of female actors, male actors who really knew how to exude their charm had a greater influence than female actors. But James' words were unlikely to persuade Hugo, because he didn't understand the rules of Hollywood news coverage and didn't know how truthful James' words were.

"Is this your first public appearance after the Razzie Awards?" James didn't interrupt Hugo's response and continued to ask, "How do you feel?"

Hugo looked around and shrugged, "Well, it's better than I imagined. At least it's more grandiose than the Golden Raspberry Awards." This quip made James laugh.

"And what do you think of the movie today?" James asked as a routine question.

Hugo looked around the still bustling scene and smiled, "I believe in Paul's vision. That was the case before and it's still the case now."

Hugo's words had a hidden meaning. He was implying that Paul had given him a chance in "Dead Poets Society", which was a wise choice. Quietly, Hugo boasted about himself. James didn't react immediately. When he regained his senses later, he only saw Hugo's back and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

At this point, Hugo had basically completed his mission for attending the premiere today. The actual exposure effect remained to be seen. He didn't know how much power his Givenchy outfit had, or if it was even worth it.

After leaving the red carpet, Hugo entered the Fox Theatre. He took out the invitation from the lining pocket, showed it to the security guard at the door, and gained access to the venue. By now, many people had gathered inside, scattered throughout the seats. There were also many journalists among them, whose main job was to write film reviews. Of course, taking photos and conducting interviews inside the theater was also part of their duties.

Hugo stood still for a while, looking around before entering his seat. He had his own agenda in mind. He only knew a handful of people, and if he didn't recognize someone he knew from his previous life and walked by them without acknowledging them, it would be quite embarrassing. So he simply stood by the door, waiting for those who wanted to say hello to him to come up. He planned to handle the situation if it went out of control.

However, it was evident that Hugo was not the main focus today. No one came up to him. He felt a little relieved and eventually found a seat on the fourth row near the aisle.

As people started to fill in the seats, Hugo observed each person carefully, trying to jog his memory. But with so many people present, it wasn't easy to recognize everyone. When the crew started to arrive, Hugo greeted Paul and had a brief chat with him before returning to his seat.

Hugo's gaze was moving when he saw a charming figure walk into the theater. With a tall figure and a unique temperament, she easily attracted everyone's attention. This was none other than Uma Thurman, who also appeared in "Final Analysis".

At the time, Uma was only twenty-two years old, and her youthful energy was overflowing in every gesture. However, her alluring inner charm was already emanating from her every move, even if she was a bit green, it was still a deadly weapon. The smile on her lips, full of enchantment, added to her overall attractiveness.

Hugo was still sighing in his heart that Uma was indeed a beauty. Her graceful footsteps had a hypnotizing effect so her seductive energy could not be underestimated. The only regret was that Uma had tied up all her hair today, revealing her smooth and neat forehead. If she had let her long hair down, her messy beauty would have been even more amazing.

Just as Hugo was marveling, he suddenly realized that Uma's gaze met his, and she was walking towards him step by step. This made Hugo a little confused. He subconsciously looked to both sides but did not see any other artists. Was Uma greeting him? But Hugo couldn't remember anything, and he didn't know how to interact with Uma.

Sure enough, during this moment of contemplation, Uma had already walked up to Hugo, and a sly smile appeared on her face. "Long time no see!"

Hugo was sure that Uma was talking to him. He was just at the experiment site earlier, trying to see if anyone recognized his previous identity, but unfortunately he didn't meet anyone. However, now Uma had come directly to him, and Hugo couldn't figure out the situation because in his memory, he had never worked with Uma. However...Hugo suddenly remembered Joseph's hesitant expression when he mentioned Uma. Could it be that there was some secret between Uma and Hugo that he had not remembered?

But Uma was already in front of Hugo, and he had no time for more thoughts. So he stood up, looked at Uma in front of him, and smiled. "Long time no see. How have you been recently?"

"Everything is good." Uma took another half step forward and stood directly in front of Hugo. "And you? It seems like your life has been quite exciting recently."

Uma and Hugo were chatting here, and the reporters around them all sensed that something was amiss. They all shifted their attention over, and some couldn't wait to record this scene with their cameras. This was something Hugo had not anticipated.

"Work, that's all there is to it. Besides that, there's nothing else," Hugo said honestly. But as soon as he finished speaking, he instinctively wanted to take a step back because Uma leaned in close to his ear as if she had a secret to tell. This move scared Hugo for a moment, but he couldn't step back because there was a chair behind him. The increasingly close face made it clear to Hugo what was on Uma's mind.

"Why you stopped calling me suddenly? That's not like you. Are you trying to tease me? Such an old-fashioned way of pursuing a girl seems outdated." Uma's words made Hugo's brain work quickly. They had contacted before? It sounded like his previous self had pursued Uma.

But Hugo's brain couldn't function effectively because Uma's warm breath and the strong smell of perfume overwhelmed him. Not to mention the slightly warm air inside the theater, which made Hugo's heart rate soar and his thoughts slightly delayed.

"Huh, I absolutely won't admit that I've been curious about you lately." Although Uma continued to whisper in Hugo's ear, he could feel Uma's mouth slightly hooked to one side, and a mischievous gleam in her eyes flickered. "Although you have been appearing in the media more frequently lately..." The latter half of the sentence seemed to say "but the contact has become less frequent."

Then Uma took a small step back, leaving Hugo's ear, but her eyes cast a hot gaze in front of him. Uma's deep blue eyes rippled in circles, making Hugo dizzy for a moment.

In that moment, Hugo felt Uma's breath rapidly approaching him, and although he instinctively stepped back, he still couldn't figure out the relationship between his previous self and Uma. However, his reaction was still slow, and Uma quickly approached him. Then Hugo felt a warm and soft touch on his lips: it was Uma Thurman's lips.

The two of them kissed like this, and the theater suddenly became lively. Journalists all opened their cameras to record this classic moment. As for Hugo?

Hugo only felt the soft but icy touch of Uma's lips exploring his own lips. He didn't even have time to react, and the rapid heartbeat and shortness of breath made the surrounding atmosphere warm. The atmosphere heated up quickly, and the two of them openly kissed each other.