As a qualified traverser, after more than ten days, Song Ya has calmly explored his starting situation and concluded that he ...... It's pessimistic.

First of all, it is poor, welfare can really only ensure basic life, Aunt Susie's extra income from helping neighbors with children on weekdays is just a drop in the bucket for such a big family, don't think about the starting capital of the crosser, there are only three twenty-five cents in her pocket at the moment, and she is still afraid of any emergency and prepare to make a public phone.

Tony and his own clothes are basically all donated by churches or charities, Tony's dark coat is supposed to be the uniform of a factory, the cuffs and elbows are almost worn out, his black suede jacket is from an Air Force veteran, and the words U.S.A.F 1969 are on the internal marking, which is also in poor condition.

Connie and Emily are treated much better, and Aunt Susie won't let them dress too shabby, but it's a pity that the aesthetic legacy of the eighties and the excessive preference for bright colors by African Americans make the overall effect unflattering, of course, the above is the personal opinion of Song Ya, a time-traveler.

Poverty is not enough, personal safety is the big problem, the law and order in the south city of Chicago is the worst in the United States, poverty, guns, drugs, gangs, and vendettas affect each other, and now it has shown a trend of sinking and not returning. It is not a matter of course that the big shooting murder case that can shock the whole country of China is changed here, and there will be a few cases every once in a while, and there are even news reports that a passer-by was accidentally killed by a stray bullet from a gangster who was fighting fiercely.

In addition to shootings, low-intensity cases such as theft and robbery are even more common, gangs and drugs have long invaded the campus, and the black public school where several brothers and sisters attend is the hardest hit area, such as a few half-sized children who are also waiting for the school bus, and they are smoking a cigarette in their hands.

"Yooo, Tony."

Fortunately, they were all in the streets, and one of the half-sized children wearing a baseball cap took the initiative to greet Tony, "Are you messing with little Lowry now?" ”

“hey。”

Tony put Emily on the school bus that had just arrived, laughing and punching his baseball cap, "Go over and say." Deliberately avoiding Song Ya and Connie, he walked to the other end of the station.

The baseball cap is a little familiar, Song Ya has only heard people call him 'ET', and his large, bulging eyes are supposed to bear a lot of resemblance to the alien image in the movie that swept the world in the 80s. However, from the corner of the flower-colored headscarf looming under the brim, I know that this 'ET', who is almost two years old from him, is an absolutely ruthless character, and in Nancheng, the flower headscarf is not something that can be worn casually on the head.

Tony travels a lot, the middle school bus arrives soon, he and 'ET' go to the back row to continue talking and laughing, and Connie gets together with her younger sisters in the same grade.

"MORNING, APLUS!"

Song Ya's circle of ninth-graders was in the front row, and as soon as he sat down, someone shouted, and then the boys and girls of the same grade next to him laughed in unison.

"Early ......"

Song Ya reluctantly squeezed out a smile in response to them, and then leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

There is no solution to poverty and security, but there is another problem at hand, "school bullying".

Here's the thing, the original Alexander Song's academic performance was probably in the middle of the class, and when his soul was replaced by Song Ya ten days ago, he easily got a perfect score in a math test.

Originally, it wasn't a big deal, if it was a few decades later, no one would want to know about other people's grades, but now the political correctness of the United States has not "evolved" to that extent, the math teacher happily announced his 'A+' grade in front of the class and praised it fiercely, and used him as an example to spur those "backwards".

So here comes the trouble......

In just ten days, Song Ya was quickly isolated by his classmates, and the 'Yali' that everyone called him well also became 'APLUS' and must have followed the inexplicable laughter, and those backward boys began to "provoke" from time to time.

Although the so-called provocation at present still stays at deliberately hitting the shoulder when encountering on the road, or touching a book when passing by the desk, this trend still makes Song Ya very uneasy.

Song Ya was a standard Chinese Buddhist youth in his previous life, his family was well-off, his academic performance was above average, he had just graduated from college and had six wallets ready for him to prepare a house, and after a few years of code, he saved a car and was ready to find a daughter-in-law or something, and his life was smooth and smooth, but he was suddenly thrown into the current environment, which is really a bit impossible to deal with.

And in China, who would be isolated and bullied because of a perfect score! Not to mention giving your classmates stupid nicknames like '100 points'. The most unjust thing is that although the math scores have improved by leaps and bounds, the scores of physical education and art have plummeted, and it is difficult to say whether it is a loss or a profit for the credit system of the United States High School!

"Could it be that the golden finger of the traverser is the talent of the Chinese race? In that case, the physical education and art credits will be given up, and the main mathematics and natural sciences will be counted, and by the way, the English and social sciences will not be left behind......"

"Even so, if I complete my credits in advance for a year and a half at most, then I will have to survive in this environment for at least three years......"

All the way to plan for the future, before you know it, the school bus has arrived at its destination.

"Yali, don't rush to leave after school, wait for me." When we were about to break up, Tony came over and asked.

"What?" Song Ya asked.

Tony leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Little Lowry." ”

"Basketball again?" Song Ya was deflated when she heard this, "Can you not go?" ”

Ever since he crossed over, the body's original athletic foundation has been gone, and playing basketball is simply torture for him, this is street basketball in the black ghetto, and what he threw casually in physical education class before crossing is not a sport at all.

“FXXX You！ Don't bargain! Don't play tricks on me! Tony immediately changed his face, and before leaving, he added a soft sentence: "Just do me a favor!" ”

"Well, you're the boss." Song Ya had no choice.

Passing through the chaotic crowd, I entered the classroom and saw that the chair behind my desk was thrown into the corner of the classroom, and the "naïve ......" didn't bother to pursue it, picked it up and wiped it up, and just started another day of high school life in the United States.