The City of Angels was brightly lit under the night sky. Although the buildings were not arranged orderly in rows like the skyscrapers in New York, the lights in Beverly Hills showed that the city flourished.
This was where the biggest film industry in the world was located, where plenty of dazzling stars were produced every year. This was Hollywood. Each year, countless handsome men and beautiful women visited in search of an opportunity. Whether they were from America or other parts of the world, they wished to gain instant success and become noble celebrities of character who were idolized by many.
As long as one could be famous, and could have a foothold or even rise in Hollywood, the place for luxurious lives, were people willing to give everything they had? Wait, were they doing it for shows, and for the film industry? Of course, that was what everyone said, no?
A medium-scaled drinking party was held at the golden lobby of the Hilton Hotel. Since Universal Pictures was celebrating the sales of their latest movie, many celebrities both big and small showed up. As usual, some of them left in pairs then reappeared, and the noise outside managed to mask the movements in a certain room.
When the breathings of excitement gradually softened, the room finally became quiet. The rustling sounds of shirts being worn were only heard a few minutes later. Perhaps because of the intense activity, the Armani suit was very crumpled, and the latest Chanel evening dress was at risk of being reduced to fragments. It was such a pity.
"You're too attractive, Ms. Barrymore." The man was pleased as he scanned the lady's half-covered body while putting on his clothes.
"You can call me Drew, Adrian." The lady's voice was uniquely hoarse, which made it rather alluring. After wiping the thing that was left on her face because they forgot to take a certain preventive measure, she put the mirror down, then put on her evening dress.
Although her makeup was gone, her bare face was still charming, and her captivating body overflowed with youth. She was best described as a sexy stunner.
Drew Barrymore was the perfect example of a Hollywood star who went downhill after becoming famous at a young age. Her first appearance on television was when she was eleven months old, where she became a celebrity after acting as an adorable little girl in Spielberg's 'ET.' She later won a Golden Globe Award for best supporting actress because of a few top-grossing films, and consequently became a highly anticipated star.
Nevertheless, the stress that came with being famous at a young age made her drink at the age of 11, and she had to be sent to a drug rehabilitation center by her mom in the end. Fortunately, she had a big director as her godfather, thus she resumed her acting career by picking up a few premature and sexy characters, which were very similar to her current state.
"You can call me Eddy, Drew." Adrian, who was neatly dressed ,walked over to Barrymore and reached his hand out.
"Honestly, that was the most awesome experience I had, Adrian." Drew smiled sweetly as she stood up with the help of his hand. Her seemingly innocent baby face was extremely seductive. "I'm almost drawn to you."
"Me too," Adrian replied with a smile, then took advantage of the situation to grab her round butt.
Of course, he did not really believe her, because it was easy to say nice words, and he knew that they were both looking for some temporary excitement. Nonetheless, he felt that the coquettish lady was enchanting in her own way, her skilled techniques and gorgeous body of a 17-year-old gave him a sweet aftertaste.
'As expected, drinking parties are great. I hope that there'll be more to come in the future,' Adrian smiled and thought to himself while he helped Drew put her dress on. From time to time, he also caressed her body to please himself.
'When I returned to the '90s, everything became different. Hollywood's in my hands!'
The story began a year and a half ago.
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After retching for a while, Zhang Haoxuan crawled up from his bed. He covered his mouth as he slapped his chest for some time before coming back to his senses.
'Damn it, I think I drank too much.' While holding his aching head, he rubbed his face with another hand, then found his way to the bathroom with the help of dim lights.
Zhang Haoxuan was stunned the moment he turned on the light because a strange face came into view when he looked into the mirror above the sink. Brown curls, eyes as black as the bottom of a lake, and a good set of facial features with a distinctive hint of an oriental. On top of that, he was tall and built, but was an exceptionally young Western man.
He returned to bed after staring into the mirror for a good five minutes, then grunted. "F*ck, I'm still f*cking dreaming."
Two seconds later, he sprung up from his bed, then ran into the bathroom again. He was terrified when he looked into the mirror.
"This, this, this. F*ck… What… What's going on?!" Zhang Haoxuan touched his face all over. The touch from his hands as well as the movements of the person in the mirror were telling him that he was the Western man!
"F*ck… I… Time-traveled and possessed another person's body?" As someone who occasionally spent time reading online, he quickly realized what happened. A strange emotion surged inside him, which was a mix of excitement, panic, and agitation.
Right then, Zhang Haoxuan felt immense pain in his head as though a searing rod was stuck into his brain, causing his brain juice to be boiled. He collapsed to the ground and rolled around while screaming in pain. After a long time, he eventually stopped and caught his breath on the bathroom floor.
"What happened… Just now?" When he sat up after adjusting his breath, he was startled because the pain went away completely, and he did not suffer any aftereffects. However, he felt something sticky below his nose, and quickly realized that it was blood!
Zhang Haoxuan immediately stood up to look into the mirror. Sure enough, traces of blood could be seen below his nose, whereby a thread of it was going to touch the corner of his mouth. 'Was that… A memory reorganization?' He recalled a movie called 'Butterfly Effect'.
After pondering for a few seconds, he shut his eyes to recollect his memories. By the time he opened his eyes, again, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and he felt dizzy. He found out that the owner of this body was Adrian Cowell who was 23 years old and a rich playboy who lived enjoyably by relying on the inheritance from his parents. Most importantly, the year was 1990!
Mrs. Galen felt that Adrian was being unusual. He had been roaming around mindlessly in the villa in his pajamas and was murmuring strange words here and there. Not only did he take half a day to remember his name, but he also scooped his food from his plate repeatedly without putting them into his mouth, which was very impolite of him.
Nonetheless, the most unusual thing about him was that he stayed home for the whole day! It was worth noting that it was his daily routine to get drunk, and he only returned home when the sky turned bright.
"I'm fine, Mrs. Galen. Really," Adrian mentioned when he sent her off and purposely emphasized the words "really."
"Alright, Mr. Adrian, I'll be leaving," Mrs. Galen replied. "I sincerely suggest that you make a trip to the hospital, or it'll be troublesome if you suffer residual effects of an electric shock."
"I will." Adrian forced a smile, then sighed a breath of relief after she left the villa.
"This really feels like… A dream." He scratched his head. After spending the whole day adapting to his current state, he felt much better.
As mentioned previously, Adrian Cowell was a rich playboy who lived using the inheritance from his parents, who died in a plane crash two years ago. The inheritance was worth over 10 million dollars, with roughly 6 million dollars in the form of stocks and funds, and the remaining value in a few expensive villas—the villa that he lived in was worth at least 4 million dollars.
According to Adrian's memories, his family was considered extremely wealthy, and he used to attend many high-class drinking parties when his parents were still around. Unfortunately, he spent most of his time in indulgence and often caused trouble. While he learned to play the piano as well as the guitar and read various books, he did them to pick up ladies. On the other hand, his academic results were terrible, such that he paid for his admission into Stanford University, and only managed to graduate by doing the same. Therefore, his furious parents changed their will to donate half of their property to charity foundations, but they got into a plane crash less than half a year after they did so. With that, it was impossible for Adrian to change himself anymore.
Though it was great being a millionaire, and it would be fine for one to splurge if one could manage finances, the money was insufficient for one living in a wealthy area like Los Angeles. If the area were to be bombed, 80 percent of the dead people would be millionaires. Furthermore, Adrian was used to living a luxurious life.
Hence, he had been getting himself drunk for two years—he no longer lived extravagantly, and was less unrestrained—but sadly, he suddenly wanted to fix his spoiled bedside lamp after getting home drunk last night. In the end…
"What a pitiful and unfortunate fella," Zhang Haoxuan, who was watching the television from the couch, commented while sipping on a French Bordeaux wine. Even though it seemed like he was overdoing it, the outcome was unchangeable.
'No matter what, I inherited everything that belonged to him—his identity, and his life. From now on, I'm Adrian Cowell.' Zhang Haoxuan shrugged, then stretched himself in front of a window as he wondered. 'Now, what can I do?'
Although the villa was not in Beverly Hills, it was well within reach. As he looked at the brightly lit Los Angeles beneath the hill, laughter could be heard coming from the television. It was Disney's family channel that was playing a movie for all age groups.
Zhang Haoxuan who was in deep thought licked his lips and was instantly excited. He shivered due to the sudden increase in adrenaline.
"Hollywood!" He squinted his eyes and uttered.