"Boom!"

Hanson only felt as if he had been slammed by someone, and his head was dizzy and painful.

"Hey, sir, are you alright? Answer me! ”

"What the fuck is going on?" Johansen cursed and opened his eyes, and a blinding white light immediately shot into his eyes. It took about two or three seconds for his eyes to finally adjust to the bright light. Hansen could finally see his surroundings clearly, but the next scene scared Johansen and shuddered!

The first thing that caught Hansen's eyes was a huge face, to be exact, a black face covered in sweat and with two big nostrils spewing hot air! This face was so close to him that it was almost next to him!

"What the ......" Hanson was completely stunned, and as his head dizzy, he seemed to remember something.

Hansen's last memory is that he and his friends drank too much, and he seemed to have been drunk by a little girl. And then? Then he arrived, and when he opened his eyes, he saw not a beautiful girl beside the bed, but a black man sweating profusely and hugging him!

"Hey, sir, are you alright? Answer me! The black man in front of Hansen asked again, and a drop of sweat from his forehead fell on Hansen's face.

"It's okay! It's okay! Damn, where is this? Han Sen hurriedly wiped the sweat that was dripping onto his face, and then pushed away the man in front of him, otherwise the next drop might fall into his mouth! At the same time, he was also very surprised, how could he open his mouth to be "bird language"?

"Jule, leave that guy alone, we're already attacking!" It wasn't until another man's voice came that the guy who was pressing on Hudson finally ran away.

At this moment, Hansen's eyes suddenly brightened. Spotlights, wooden floors, cheerleaders, a reddened crowd in the stands, two basketball hoops and ten players in action.

Hanson couldn't help but rub his eyes, he was on the scene of a basketball game!?

"Where is this? Where the hell am I!? Hudson suddenly stood up from the floor and asked the people around him in a panic. But everyone around him watched the game intently, shouting cheers, and no one cared about him, the unlucky guy who was accidentally knocked down by the player.

On the court, the No. 21, who had just pounced on the audience for saving the ball and knocked Hansen directly to the ground, shot from outside the three-point line, and the scene was cheering again! And Hansen's voice for help was naturally completely drowned out by the cheers of the fans, like a pebble thrown into the sea.

"Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip......" At this time, a strange sound came from Han Sen's head, "The data analysis module is activated." ”

A burst of mechanical and electronic sounds echoed in Han Sen's mind, and he knew that his life might have become very different.

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The loud cheers still lingered behind Johansen until he closed the door to the arena's toilets.

Leaning on the sink in the toilet, Hanson finally saw his body in the mirror.

He has messy hair, thick eyebrows, some stubble on his face, and most importantly, he has yellow skin. Yellow skin, which made Johansen a little happy. At least he hadn't fully transformed into a "different person", yellow skin, the only trait that his new body had in common with his previous one.

Johansen turned on the faucet and poured some cold water on his face. But he didn't wake up as he imagined, lying in his messy bed. He was still standing here, in this empty toilet, looking at the strange "self" in the mirror.

At this moment, there was another tingling pain in Johansen's head. After that, a lot of things suddenly flashed before his eyes. Some of the images came to his mind one by one—memories of the body's original form.

Henson. Joe, a Chinese-American, was born in China in 1979 and immigrated to the United States with his family when he was six years old. His father was a businessman, and his mother was an ordinary housewife. Hansen was a little disappointed, and he thought that the people who could sit in the first row of the basketball court must be rich. But the fact is that his "father" left him nothing.

After coming to the United States, Henson's father was a gambler. When he was 10 years old, the body of his gambler father was found in a cornfield on a farm on the outskirts of Indianapolis, shot twice, and killed because he was unable to pay a huge gambling debt.

At the age of 18, the brilliant Henson was admitted to Indiana State University with his tireless efforts. This made Hansen a little relieved, at least he finally had a smart brain.

I thought that I could change my fate after being admitted to college, but a month before the start of school, Henson's mother died in an accident on the way home from a part-time night shift at a supermarket, and the perpetrator escaped on the spot, without even helping to call an emergency number. His mother's lay on the street for nearly half an hour before it was finally discovered by a passer-by who was jogging in the morning.

The United States is vast and sparsely populated, and the Henson family lives in a bustling area. If this kind of thing happened in China, it would certainly not drag on for that long.

Due to the lack of timely assistance, Henson lost his mother a month before entering college.

Since then, Henson, the hapless man, has been left alone in the United States. Henson studied statistics in college, and although he had a smart mind and was very sensitive to numbers, Henson didn't communicate much with people due to his family since he was a child, and he was always alone and had few friends. As a result, after graduating, he changed several jobs but were unsatisfactory. Henson couldn't get along with his colleagues and leaders.

After thinking back to Henson's memory, Hanson couldn't help but shake his head. Maybe it's really predestined, this guy is almost exactly the same as his own life trajectory!

His father was forced to jump into the river due to gambling debts, and his mother died in a traffic accident a month before he went to college. Of course, the difference is that Hansen doesn't have such a bright mind, he just went to an unknown pheasant university in China.

After graduating, Hansoh from Pheasant University naturally did not do a few serious jobs. But because he liked basketball since he was a child and knew a lot about the NBA, he started working as an NBA statistician on an unknown small website. The job is very simple, in fact, it is to go over the wall to foreign data websites, copy and paste those professional player data into domestic websites, and that's it.

Although the salary is not high, the work is not very technical. But at least Hudson is interested in this job, and after studying the data every day, Hudson can be said to know the world of the NBA well. Although he is not a professional, he is definitely an out-and-out "emperor who understands the ball" among ordinary people.

Two unlucky ghosts with names so similar, no wonder God would pour his soul into this guy. It seems to be unlucky, but it is really the attribute that Henson and Hansoh are born with.

For example, just now, on the side of the basketball, the players on the court rushed to the audience to save the ball, and they were unbiased, but they were unlucky enough to knock over Henson. It was at that moment that Henson lost consciousness.

Thinking back to the strange events that had just happened, Henson got goosebumps. But then, I immediately became excited. There is no doubt that I have crossed over, according to the plot in the Chinese online novel, after the crossing, I rely on my previous memories, wouldn't it be possible to make a fortune by buying a few lottery tickets?

In the past, he was afraid of poverty in China, but now that he has come to the capitalist land of America, Hansen must be a rich man.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Hansen was disappointed again. Today is January 18, 2009, and the day Hansoh got drunk in China was the evening of January 17, 2009...... And even if Hudson had traveled back in time, he wouldn't have remembered any lottery numbers at all. Sure enough, the novels are all deceptive.

The unlucky guy Henson looked at his strange and familiar self in the mirror and sighed, such a useless crossing, why would God choose himself!

At this time, Henson suddenly recalled the mechanical and electronic sound that had just echoed in his head. What does the phrase "data analysis module on" that sounded inexplicably in my head just now?

Data analysis module, sports website data analyst, brilliant mind, sensitivity to numbers and knowledge of the NBA. Henson struggled to connect these things, what could he do with them? You can't just "aspire" to be a homeless person on the first day you come to the United States. His life in his previous life had been a mess, and now that he had another opportunity, Henson didn't want to go any further.

By the way, the memories just now stopped when Henson changed jobs, and he didn't even know what "he" was doing now. Although the previous owner of this body had an unpleasant personality, Indiana State University's bachelor's degree in statistics would not be just a jobless vagrant.

After a stirring in his mind, Henson in the mirror suddenly turned pale!

Obediently, this top student, who is now himself, is actually a fucking scout for an NBA team!?