1. Chapter I

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She's been eating burgers and fries for three days in a row.

These things, which she regarded as a flood beast in the past, are undoubtedly her lifesavers in her embarrassing situation at this moment.

Perhaps she should be glad that American hamburgers are much cheaper than those in China.

Elisa sighed, reflecting her expression in the mirror facing her.

The blonde stunner was biting the hamburger in his hand miserably.

It's a small apartment of less than 10 square meters, and the whole room is scattered on the floor except for a bed, which looks very sloppy.

Ever since Elisa woke up three days ago, she was in a trance except for filling her stomach, and she had no time to tidy up the room.

Sadly, she sat on the cool floor for a while, touched a few coins in her pocket, and had to start to face up to her own meal plan.

Three days was enough time for her to relax, and she began to face up to the fact that she was not in China in 2015, but suddenly jumped to the United States in 2004 after a sleep.

And the original owner of her body doesn't know what kind of wind she smoked. I committed suicide by taking sleeping pills.

Although I don't know why sleeping pills in the United States are so easy to get, Elisa's heart is still very melancholy.

Maybe this girl didn't commit suicide, and she wouldn't have been able to get over.

As an out-and-out patriot, she has never touched English since she finished college, and Elisa estimates that her English level can only compete with junior high school students.

Of course, maybe she'll be the same again.

Now that she has suddenly come to the United States, Elisa is sad to find that although she can understand what others are saying, in addition to being able to understand a few numbers, she can barely remember a few meanings of other words, and she can only look confused about the rest.

In this way, Elisa, who has received nine years โ–กโ–กof compulsory education in college and three years of high school and four years of undergraduate, has completely become a blind person, and to put it simply and rudely, she is commonly known as illiteracy.

Just when she began to think about how she should make money, her mobile phone, which had long been eliminated in the future, screamed.

She looked at the name of "Jenny" that appeared on the screen, hesitated, and pressed the answer button.

In the past three days, this Jenny has made a lot of calls, but Elisa is not sure who she is, and she is in a trance, so she has not answered, but some things can not be avoided after all.

She let out a long breath and said a dry "hey" to the other end of the phone.

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The owner of this rotisserie is clearly not a good talker.

The man, McLawrence, looked the "good employee" in his hand with his small scary eyes for more than ten minutes before he spoke.

"Miss Elisa Serena." He crossed his Erlang legs: "I can roughly understand your mother's death, your feelings." โ€

"But I also want you to understand that I want you to take the initiative to contribute to our restaurant, rather than taking three days off from me and actually taking three days off." Mike narrowed his eyes, and from the outside, the man looked like he was a full hundred and eighty pounds (maybe maybe more.)

The barbecue restaurant in the afternoon did not have any good business, but with Mike's watch, the employees were still busy, but in fact, they quietly pricked up their ears to listen to the good show.

Seeing that Elisa didn't say a word, Mike had no choice but to sarcastically mock her a few more harshly, pretending to be merciful and only deducting her salary for one day, and letting her leave.

"Oh God! I said that stupid pig wasn't a good thing. Jenny pulled Elisa, who had left the table.

"Last time you asked for leave so smoothly, I felt that something was wrong, how could the hateful capitalist be so kind, if you want me to say, I guess he is still taking revenge for the last time you rejected him."

They came to the back kitchen, and Jenny was even more indignant than Elisa.

"Jenny, don't say it, he's watching there." Elisa glanced at her, and Jenny immediately stopped her mouth and took Elisa to brush the plate with her.

Jenny has the typical characteristics of a Westerner, with a high nose and deep eyes, and she is burdened with "illiterate" and "road idiot", and it takes a lot of effort for Elisa, who is face blind, to remember her.

Having a job and not being put to the point of having no food, Elisa can only plan to save a little money for herself before thinking about leaving.

She can't be a hostess for the rest of her life.

From the past few days of inquiry, it seems that Elisa has almost touched her identity, and it seems that the reason that Mr. One Hundred and Eighty pounds is so directed at her is because she rejected his courtship?

Elisa, who had been picked a dozen times to stab, thought so.

Fortunately, she can finally get a lot of tips every night, this barbecue restaurant has a good location, the flow of people soars from five to six o'clock, and the majority of people who come to eat and call friends are about men, relying on the advantage of "sweet mouth", she has always been the NO.1 tip winner in the restaurant.

And Jenny and the rest of the staff were surprised that Elisa was tipping so much.

"But I thought you would care about Ranger's affairs, and I'm relieved to see you like this." Jenny put away her staff uniform and said to Elisa, who was waiting for her.

Elisa paused, and suddenly a male name popped up to make her heart shake the alarm bell, the original owner has not had any family members come to the door these days, except for Lawrence's troubles in the restaurant, it can be regarded as a fish in water, and she can't help but relax.

She deliberately came up with a copied excuse.

โ€œโ€ฆ How is he? โ€

Looking over from Jenny's angle, I only saw Elisa's face lowered, looking a little lonely.

"I said it earlier, although he said that he broke up with you because of some bullshit brokerage company's restrictions, but--lie to the ghost! It's not that you haven't seen it, who doesn't know that he recently had a hot fight with the second female lead of the theater? โ€

Jenny's tone was full of anger, obviously not knowing that Elisa had thrown out that Noni no matter where she was, but the man seemed to be blind.

Jenny was still babbling, but Elisa began to wonder if the original owner's taking sleeping pills was related to her mother's death and a tragic breakup.

As a blonde and blue-eyed white beauty, she has been successful as a winner in life in this face-watching world, but she has taken sleeping pills boringly, and no one knows about her death.

Elisa could only sigh for the original owner.

But - she feels sorry for the original owner, so who will feel sorry for her!

After saying goodbye to Jenny at the street crossing, Elisa returned home haggard.

With the few remaining skin care products and barely doing a basic treatment, Elisa tied up the villain in her heart again.

Originally, as a rich girl, she didn't gamble, she didn't get involved in drugs, and she would go home before eleven o'clock every night.

As a result, when I woke up, I became a hostess.

All of a sudden, from Miss Jiao who was waiting to die of eating to death to the poor lady who might starve to death on the street in the next second, this distance from heaven to hell, fortunately, she had a strong ability to bear it in her heart and accepted it quickly, so she simply took sleeping pills and died when she didn't wake up.

Although from a certain point of view, she is still quite afraid that even if she dies, she will not be able to return to โ–กโ–ก.

"My luck, hell......hell......," she muttered to herself, and a bang rang in her head.

"Hell it.3.0 The new assembly version of the system has already started to be installed."

Elisa felt as if she was in a dream, and a blue-and-gray border of squares appeared in front of her eyes, each of which was a familiar Chinese character.

"Progress bar 1%... 2๏ผ…โ€ฆ.67๏ผ…โ€ฆ 82๏ผ…โ€

"100%, loaded, now start installing."

"Hello, dear Host 9, Lady Elisa Serena, hell with your system.3.0 has been successfully installed, welcome to explore it."

A burst of prompts in her head and the pictures in front of her made Elisa feel that her experience in the past few days may not have been time-traveled.

Rather, she's crazy.

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