"Hey, Eric, steak at Table Nine. ”

"Oh, okay. Eric agreed, and somewhat awkwardly brought the two steaks to a couple near the window. After finishing the matter, he returned to his original position again, leaning against the counter and continuing to be in a daze.

It was July 13, 1988, the third day of rebirth, at an Italian restaurant in North Hollywood, Los Angeles. Eric turned his head to look at the faint figure reflected in the glass window not far away, about one meter eight tall, with an angular face, a tall nose bridge, and short blond hair, this is his current self.

A few days ago, Eric was in the magic city across the Pacific in 2014 as an advertising director. At the age of 24, he graduated from the directing department of the famous film and television academy in China, determined to be an internationally renowned director, and finally understood that the reality was too cruel, with his solid professional skills, he still became an advertising director in the famous magic circle, and he was also famous, isn't it? Married at the age of 35, his son was born a year later, and finally settled down, and replaced the ideal package with milk powder money. A few years later, at a class reunion, he was drunk by a group of classmates he hadn't seen for a long time, and then fell asleep in the memories of the past.

As at the beginning of all horror or non-horror stories, when you wake up, nothing is human. He finds himself back 25 years ago as a high school student named Eric Williams, who just graduated from high school this year and ......

"Eric, are you alright?" a chubby hand put on Eric's shoulder and patted it gently. Eric turned to see the restaurateur, Jeff Jones.

"I'm sorry, Jeff, I'm wandering again. ”

"It's okay," Jeff rubbed his hands together, as if trying to figure out how to phrase it, and continued, "I'm sorry about Ralph, but life has to go on, don't you? ”

Ralph Williams, Eric's father, is an accomplished Italian chef who has worked at the restaurant for many years. Although he was a great cook, Ralph had a bad habit of alcoholism. According to the memories left by the original owner, Ralph's hobby may be related to Eric's mother, whom he never met, and in later words, a man with a story. The thing is simple, a month ago, Ralph died of acute alcohol poisoning due to drinking too much.

"Thank you, Jeff. I don't know what I would have done without your help. After Ralph's death, Eric said, Eric's life was thrown into chaos. Originally, Eric had applied to the University of California, but Ralph's death made Eric's hopes of going to college come to naught, even if it is a public university, it will cost about $20,000 a year in tuition, not counting other expenses. As Ralph's owner and friend, Jeff had a conversation with Eric, and Eric started working as a waitress in the restaurant, after all, as Jeff said, life has to go on.

"Ralph has been here for so many years and that's what I'm supposed to do. But there's only so much I can do, and the rest is up to you. ”

Eric nodded gratefully, watching Jeff turn away, remembered what he had just said, and fell into deep thought. In the dark, since a certain unscrupulous god sent him to Hollywood more than 20 years ago, if he had been an obscure restaurant waiter, he would definitely be to death.

After understanding his situation just three days ago, Eric was also excited for a while, but after the excitement, he was confused. In his previous life, as a top student of the film and television academy, he did not realize his ideals, and finally bowed to reality. What's more, now, he has neither a diploma nor a background, even if he goes to a film company to apply for the lowest position, he may not be successful.

After a busy day, Eric drove away from the Italian restaurant in a Ford sedan left behind by Eric's cheap dad. After Ralph's death, Eric once wanted to sell the car to subsidize the family, but after receiving the job as a waiter, he stayed, after all, the United States is a country on wheels, and without a car, many things are inconvenient.

Passing by a movie theater, Eric sees a poster posted at the door of the theater, and against the backdrop of snow-capped mountains and helicopters, Stallone is in his prime wearing a vest and showing off a muscle that can make female fans scream. By surprise, Eric parked his car in a parking lot not far away, inquired, and just as a show was about to start, Eric bought a ticket and walked into the cinema.

Since it wasn't prime time, with only about thirty or forty people in the two-hundred-seat screening room, Eric found his seat and sat down.

Soon the screening room goes dark, and after the opening credits, the plot of the film officially begins, Colonel Toven invites Rambo, who is in seclusion in Thailand, to go on a mission to Afghanistan with him, but Rambo refuses him. After Colonel Toven is ensnared, Rambo is armed again to save his friend......

In his previous life, Eric had seen all of Stallone's movies, and most of them more than once. The reason why I bought a ticket to enter the venue was because Eric remembered Stallone's experience, and at the same time remembered his old self. In those ten years, 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 collects his wandering thoughts and concentrates on enjoying the movie. Gradually, Eric, who had been relaxing and leaning back in his chair, straightened up. Because he discovered one thing, because he had seen this movie before, whenever the plot progressed, Eric would subconsciously think about what would happen next, and then he magically found that as he thought, the next movie picture would be clearly displayed in his mind, that is, he actually remembered every shot, every line, and even every soundtrack of the entire movie.

Gradually, Eric became excited, then closed his eyes and randomly picked a random Cameron starting memory, and it turned out to be the same, he could recall every minute and second of the film. Pick a few movies that you've seen again, and it's still the same. Thoughts raced, Eric tried to remember some movies he had only heard the name but not seen, the miracle didn't happen, it seemed that he only remembered what he had seen, but that was enough.

When he was just reborn, Eric also thought about taking some of the later films for himself, but in his previous life, he was a professional director after all, and of course he knew how difficult it was, and he wrote some similar scripts at most. But now, after discovering that he clearly contained all the memories of his past life in his mind, Eric knew what that meant, and if he could, he could replicate the classic movies he had seen in his past life almost perfectly.

Because of the excitement, Eric's cheeks were hot in the dark, and his fingers were slightly numb. In the end, Eric finally couldn't help it, slapped it heavily on the armrest of the seat, and blurted out: "it!"

The pain in his palm brought Eric back to reality, and he smiled wryly at the disgruntled gazes cast by the few spectators around him. The 100-minute movie passed quickly, and Rambo successfully rescued his friend, waved his sleeves again, and hid his merit and fame.

However, Eric, who was sitting in the dark, apparently didn't notice this, and his mind was racing about a lot of things. In his previous life, he didn't have such a good memory, just like ordinary people, an article had to be read many times before he could memorize it, and a song had to be listened to many times before he could sing it. Obviously, this is some kind of unscrupulous ...... Oh no, a great fortune given to him by a lovely deity.

Walking out of the cinema with great ambitions to reach the pinnacle of life, Eric hurried home in a car. He knew that with such a huge amount of resources in his mind, if he failed like in his previous life, it would really be better to choke himself to death with a basin of tap water.