Reborn to Dominate Hollywood

The sight of his fingers running through his hair in front of the mirror hit the boy, and he realized it was him.

He controls the unknown body.

The dry lips took a light breath, revealing a bitter expression, it was not him, it was still him. Photo of the upper body naked and the lower body wearing bright blue sweatpants. It's something he doesn't usually wear, unlike his calm and dignified style.

His appearance had completely changed. He used to be 5 feet 10 inches, but now he looks a lot taller than he really is. His face looks very different from his. He describes himself as attractive. The diamond-shaped face, pointed nose, thin lips, dark skin and brown eyes made him almost think he was dreaming. He touched his face in horror, his black hair straight but trimmed just above his eyebrows.

"Am I dreaming?" He asked a little loudly, and the voice echoed in his ears.

He slapped himself while still staring at the mirror, making sure it was his normal physical reaction and trying to know what was really going on.

A heavy slap hit him on the left cheek, leaving a stinging sensation as he opened and closed his mouth to make him realize it was him.

Ian Renner remembers the last time he sat on a flight to London and remembered nothing but a short nap on the plane because he was exhausted by his busy schedule.

Looking around, he saw a room that looked luxurious and had a very high-grade interior, and he guessed that he was either in a mansion or a five-star hotel. But to his horror, there was no indication of why he was here.

The faint sunlight shines through the glass, resting quietly on the royal blue bed, indicating that there is still plenty of time today.

Looking around the four corners of the room, he realized that the mirror seemed to help him see what he looked like, but didn't tell him why he looked the way he looked. He now has a whole new body.

He took a few steps back and sat on the edge of the bed, wondering how and why it all happened.

Suddenly, there was a thud in the door to his left, causing him to jump and his brain numb for a second.

Out of the door came a young girl in her early twenties, with wet hair and a white robe wrapping around her white body. Seeing her, Ian frowned, puzzled.

Thousands of questions came to his heart, giving him a little headache. From head to toe, he thinks she's beautiful, only to find out that she's not the type he likes at all.

The longer he looked at her, the longer she looked back at him. His headache intensified, and at the same time reminded him of the fact that the original owner of the body and the girl had sex all night. Sarah is her name.

"Hey, you look weird, what's going on?" She asked as she walked over to the mirror, swinging her hips from side to side.

"It's okay, you can go." He replied coldly. With all the questions seemingly echoing in Ian's mind, he just wanted to be alone now.

The girl instantly turned and glanced back at him. She was confused. His gaze was still cold, deliberately locked on her.

"What-"

"Leave." You heard me. He quickly interrupted her.

"You promised to take me shopping. And I-"

"Leave, Sarah." The coldness of his voice startled Ian himself. The girl didn't dare say a word, just looked at him angrily.

She packed up her belongings lying on the floor and on the bed and left. He kept staring at her, his eyes moved to his tangled fingers, his elbows resting on his legs.

A low moan escaped his lips. His hand gripped his throbbing head, the pain increasing with each passing second.

Sarah's footsteps faded away, leaving Ian alone with his head full of thoughts. The gradual headache gave him more memories.

"I crossed over." After recalling one by one, he finally understood this, but there were still many things that were not clear.

He picked up his phone, which was sitting on the bedside table, and it showed 8:17 a.m. and the date was 2017.

-

Ian was born into a middle-class family and aspired to be an actor from a young age. Studying in film school was one of the things he wanted to do most in his life.

At the age of 18, he stepped into the film industry without the support of his family. He had to go through several auditions before he finally found a place in the industry.

Years of struggle finally trained him into a C-level actor. It was after this that he was offered a supporting role in a Disney blockbuster that cost more than $100 million to make.

He is always content, because he only knows that after making this movie, he can easily climb to the second line, but fate has another arrangement. His attempt to go to London fails, as he enters the body of an unknown person, also named Ian, but with a completely different background.

A litany of memories flashed through his mind, not only about his new body, but also about the new world he was going to live in. History and geography, almost everything is somewhat different, except for the development of technology. The more he recalled, the clearer it became.

-

Ian, the original owner of the body, is twenty-three years old and comes from a fairly wealthy family. He's basically the type of spoiled kid. His father owned a film and television studio, made a lot of money, and had a successful career, until he fell after investing millions of dollars in several disastrous projects and facing huge losses as a result. Despite his father's attempts to regain their former glory, they did not fully recover.

To make matters worse, Ian's parents died in a car accident about two years ago. Ian was left with five million dollars, an old mansion in Beverly Hills, and a now-bankrupt studio owned by his father.

The original owners, who have always lived in luxury, have to face their sudden death. However, he handled the matter in the worst possible way. He turned himself into a playboy, and sleeping with different girls casually and then leaving them was one of his daily routines, not to mention that the prison was a place he had already been to more than twice this year.

However, after last night's one-night stand, Ian's body was replaced by another 'Ian', but no one knows how this happened.

Actor Ian is still lying on the bed, frowning as he recalls these memories and struggles with what to do now. The image of him dying in his sleep kept replaying in his mind, much to his displeasure. As long as he knows a little time, he can control what he sees. Subtly, he stopped the replay of his death because it wasn't a good scene to keep watching.

Straightening his back, he sighed deeply, for all the memories flashed back, and he held it for too long. He began to wonder why his soul had crossed into this body. Is there anything else he can do? Is this a second chance? He began to think about all the sins and merits he had done in his life. Thoughts rushed into his mind.

The worst of them was how he thought of paying for the mistakes he had committed, Ian wasn't a saint after all. Obviously, the thought scared him, but it was something he would never do. He has always been a person who will do his best to do whatever he promises, good or bad. His thoughts didn't seem to end.