I’m in Hollywood Chapter 1: Hollywood 1988

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"Hey, Eric, steak on table nine."

"Oh, okay." Eric agreed, awkwardly serving two steaks to a couple in front of the window. After the incident, he returned to his original position and leaned on the counter to continue his daze.

The time is July 13, 1988, the third day of rebirth, at Italian Restaurant, a Hollywood north of Los Angeles. Eric turned his head to look at the faint figure reflected in the glass window not far away, with a height of about 1.8 meters, a sharp face, a tall nose bridge, and short blond hair, this is what he is now.

A few days ago, Eric was also an ad Director in the magic capital across the Pacific in 2014. At the age of 24, he graduated from the Director department of the famous film and television school in China. He aspired to be an internationally renowned Director. After ten years of struggle, he finally understood that reality is too cruel. An advertisement Director, anyway, is also famous for it, right? Married at the age of 35, a year after his son was born, he finally settled down and replaced his ideals with milk powder. A few years later, a classmate reunion, he was swallowed by a group of long-lost classmates, and then fell asleep in the memories of the past.

As in the beginning of all thrilling or non-thrilling stories, awakening is not human. He found himself back 25 years ago and became a high school student named Eric Williams, who just graduated from high school this year, and ...

"Eric, are you okay?" A chubby hand rested on Eric's shoulder and patted lightly. Eric turned to see the restaurant Boss Jeff · Jones.

"Sorry, Jeff, I'm distracted again."

"It doesn't matter," Jeff rubbed his hands, and seemed to be thinking about how to word it, and then said: "I'm sorry about Ralph, but life has to continue, isn't it? Cheer up a bit, Eric."

Ralph · Williams, the father of Eric, is an excellent Italy chef and has been working in this restaurant for many years. Although the cooking is great, Ralph has a very bad hobby-alcoholism. According to the memory left by the original body owner, Ralph's hobbies may be related to the mother that Eric has never seen. In a sentence of later generations, this is also a man with a story. The matter is simple. A month ago, Ralph died of acute alcoholism due to excessive drinking.

"Thank you, Jeff. Without your help, I really do n’t know how good it is." Eric said. After the death of Ralph, Eric ’s life was in chaos. Originally, Eric has applied for California University, but the death of Ralph has made Eric's hopes of going to the university into a bubble. Even a public university requires about 20,000 USD tuition a year, not counting other expenses. As a friend of Boss and Ralph, after Jeff discussed with Eric, Eric started to serve as a waiter in the restaurant. After all, as Jeff said, life has to continue.

"Ralph has worked here for so many years, this is what I should do. But I can only do so much, the rest can only rely on your own efforts."

Eric nodded gratefully, watching this Jeff turned and left, thinking of what he had just said, and lost in thought. In the midst, since a certain unscrupulous deity sent him to Hollywood more than 20 years ago, if he has been working as an obscure restaurant waiter, then some one will definitely be alive and dead.

Just three days ago, after understanding his situation, Eric was once excited, but after being excited, he was confused. previous life, as a high-profile student at the Academy of Film and Television, did not realize his ideals, and finally bowed his head to reality. What's more, now that he has neither a diploma nor a background, even if he goes to apply for the lowest position in Film Studio, he may not be successful.

After a busy day, Eric drove away from Italian Restaurant, car is a Ford car that Eric's cheap dad left behind. After the death of Ralph, Eric once wanted to sell this car to subsidize the home, but after receiving the job of the waiter, he stayed. After all, United States is a country on wheels. Without car, many things are inconvenient.

When passing by a movie theater, Eric saw the poster of "First Blood3" posted at the door of the theater. Against the background of snowy mountains and helicopters, Stallone in the golden age was wearing a vest to show a woman screaming in a vest. muscle. Ghostly, Eric parked car in the parking lot not far away, inquired about it, just one event was about to start, Eric bought a ticket and went into the cinema.

Because it is not prime time, there are only about thirty or forty people in the two-hundred-seat auditorium. Eric finds his seat and sits down.

The projection hall soon fell into darkness. After the opening of the film, the movie plot officially began. Colonel Torvin invited Rambo, who was living in Thailand, to go to Afghanistan to perform his mission, but Rambo rejected him. After Colonel Torvin was trapped, Rambo armed again to save his friends ...

previous life, Eric have watched all Stallone movies, and most of them are more than once. The reason why I bought a ticket to enter the venue was because Eric remembered the experience of Stallone and at the same time remembered his former self. During the ten years of tumbling, whenever he wanted to give up, he would use some more inspirational stories to inspire himself, including Stallone's legendary acting career.

The plot of the movie continues, and Eric takes back the flying thoughts and concentrates on enjoying the movie. Gradually, Eric, who originally relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, straightened up. Because he discovered something, because of the movie I watched before, every time the plot advances, Eric will subconsciously think about what will happen next, and then he magically discovers that as he thinks, The movie screen that comes down will be clearly displayed in his mind, that is to say, he actually remembers every shot, every line of the whole movie, even every soundtrack.

Gradually, Eric got excited, then closed his eyes and randomly selected a Cameron "Titanic" to start recalling. The result is still the same, he can recall every minute and every second shot of this movie. Picking a few movies that I have watched again, it is still the same. The thoughts turned around. Eric tried to recall some movies that had only heard of the name and had not been seen. The miracle did not appear. It seems that he only remembered what he had seen, but this was enough.

When I was just born again, Eric thought about taking some of the films of later generations as his own. However, previous life is a professional Director after all. Of course, he knows how difficult it is to operate. He wrote at most some similar script. But now, after discovering that all the memories of previous life are clearly contained in his mind, Eric knows what it means. As long as there are conditions, he can copy the classic movies that previous life has seen almost perfectly.

Because of the excitement, Eric's cheeks are hot in the dark, and his fingers are slightly tingling. In the end, Eric finally couldn't help but took a heavy shot on the armrest of the seat and blurted out his mouth: "Lying Groove!"

The pain in the palm brought Eric back to reality. Looking at the dissatisfied eyes cast by several surrounding audiences, Eric smiled pretendingly. The 100-minute movie passed quickly, and Rambo successfully rescued his friend, waved his sleeve again, and hid his merits and fame.

But the Eric sitting in the dark apparently did n’t notice it, but thought a lot about things. previous life does not have such a good memory. Like ordinary people, an article must be read many times before it can be recited, and a song must be listened many times before it can be sung. Obviously, this is a certain unscrupulous ... Oh no, is a huge fortune given to him by the lovely god.

With huge ambition on the peak of life, he walked out of the cinema, and Eric hurried to his home. He knew that if he had such a huge resource in his mind, if he failed like previous life, it would be better to choke himself to death with a pot of tap water consider as finished.