"Edison! Edison! You okay? ”

"Edison! Wake up! ”

"Doctor! Call the doctor! ”

On the pitch of Thomas Moore Secondary School in North London, a group of muscular young men in rugby jerseys gathered around an unconscious player, asking anxiously one by one.

The unconscious player had an oriental face, but his body was not much stronger than the Westerners around him.

This man is the absolute heart of the Thomas Moore Middle School team, their ace quarterback Edison Chen. He was maliciously hit in the head with a knee by an opposing player in the process of saving the ball just now.

Unlike American football, rugby does not have protective gear, so Edison-Chan fell into a coma after a hard head and knee slam.

"Oh, God forbid! You're finally awake, Edison! ”

When Chen Xi opened his eyes with difficulty, what imprinted into his eyes was a western face that looked like it was growing on a macho man.

"My Lady! What's going on? Seeing the macho man in front of him, Chen Xi asked a little nervously.

This guy clearly remembers that he was having fun at the bar just now. As a result, he was shot in the head with a beer bottle because he robbed someone else's horse, and then he lost consciousness, why did he wake up and there were so many foreigners?

"Why hasn't the doctor come up yet? Edison seems to be in a state of confusion right now. Hearing a string of bird words coming out of Chen Xi's mouth, the macho man's brows that had just been relaxed furrowed furrowed again, and he shouted to the sidelines.

At this time, Chen Xi realized that he seemed to be in a noisy environment, and there were many onlookers next to him. What's more, this foreign hunk speaks in foreign language! (Uh, it looks like it's nonsense)

Chen Xi had studied several foreign languages hard when he was a child, so he was not surprised to be able to understand them. It's just that the current environment is very unfamiliar to Chen Xi.

What the hell is this place? Stadium? It's been a while since I've played football. Can anyone tell me why I'm in this place.

In such an unfamiliar environment, Chen Xi couldn't help but panic.

"Hey, man. Could you please tell me where I am? Chen Xi cautiously asked the macho man who was holding him, he didn't notice that his English slipped a lot more than before, and it was an authentic London accent that "made people have more face".

"Oh my God, Edison. Did that damn guy just knee you out of your brain? You forgot about your own stadium? You know, you spend most of your time outside of class, eating, and sleeping! The macho man looked at Chen Xi in disbelief and said with a solemn expression.

Edison? Knee? Stadium? Class? It's all a mess. The series of words obviously made Chen Xi's newly awake brain a little difficult. So, this guy rolled his eyes and simply fainted again.

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"Okay, that's all for today's lesson, goodbye, my gentlemen and ladies!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Mike!"

A conversation that takes place at the end of each class pulls Chen Xi, who is in the fugue too empty, back to reality.

A day has passed like this? Chen Xi shook his head helplessly. He didn't notice that Mr. Mike on the podium also looked at him and shook his head helplessly.

Obviously, Chen Xi's performance in today's math class fell into the eyes of Mr. Mike. Teacher Mike didn't know what was going on with his protégé these days, and he was always absent-minded in class. He wanted to talk to Chen Xi several times to see if this student was in trouble. But he still held back, because in Western countries where personal ** is important, it is not common for teachers to talk to students at every turn, or even take "political classes".

Chen Xi didn't know that in this unfamiliar environment, there was still someone who cared so much about him. And just as Mr. Mike thought, Chen Xi was indeed in trouble, and it was a big trouble.

In fact, Chen Xi does not belong to this place. His name should be Chen Xi, although the pronunciation of these two names is the same, but the backgrounds of the two are completely different.

Chen Xi was born in Huxiang Province, China, to a father who was a civil servant in the Sports Bureau and a teacher to a mother.

And this Chen Xi was born in England and is a British-Chinese. With both parents dead, he can only be regarded as the lowest person living in England.

So what makes such two characters who are not related to each other intersect?

That's the legendary crossing!

To put it bluntly, it was Chen Xi's soul that fused with Chen Xi's body.

Chen Xi, who was knocked unconscious by a wine bottle in a confrontation with someone in a bar, woke up and found himself in 2002, when he was in shock when he was hit in the head with his knee by an opponent because he flew to catch the ball on the rugby field.

Yes, this Chen Xi is not useless, he is the star quarterback of the Thomas Moore High School football team in London, and his academic performance is also very good. But these advantages are all floating clouds in Chen Xi's view. He was not interested in "savage" rugby, and he was not willing to "re-educate" for no reason, having graduated from college before the crossing.

Crossing may be a good thing for most people, but crossing over to such a poor boy really makes Chen Xi a little unbearable.

It took him more than a week to come to terms with this reality and admit his new identity...... Chen Xi, the people around him call him Edison-Chen! (In the future, Chen Xi will be used uniformly)

When he first heard this name, Chen Xi couldn't help but think of his idol before he crossed over, read countless women, and selflessly shared his treasured photographic works with everyone. What made Chen Xi find it ironic was that according to his fused memories, this body was still ...... Uh, popularly known as a virgin.

In this way, it is really a bit insulting to this name!

With a helpless wry smile on his crooked mouth, Chen Xi walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back. There is a big gap between the way education is done in the UK and China, as evidenced by the end of school hours alone, which is now less than four o'clock. It was a little early to go to dinner, and with Chen Xi's understanding of this unfamiliar environment, he couldn't find any pastime activities.

Therefore, he could only walk aimlessly around the school, walking and walking, and Chen Xi began to "fugue too empty" again.

These days, Chen Xi's life seems to be no different from before he was crossed, but his mind is completely focused on thinking about his plans after crossing.

After crossing over, Chen Xi's greatest desire is to return to the previous life. But this is obviously impossible. Therefore, he can only find a way to get out of the current poor life, but this is also not an easy task.

Chen Xi is not a lover of online novels, otherwise the knowledge just from some rebirth novels would be enough for him to make a fortune. Now he has only nine years of prophetic power, but he has no wealth at all. He searched his entire mind, unable to find any useful information.

Therefore, Chen Xi couldn't find any way to make himself rich quickly and live the good life he used to have.

In fact, in 2002, there was a major event that could make Chen Xi make a lot of money, that is, the Han World Cup, and Chen Xi paid attention to that competition throughout the whole process. As a "comer", he basically knows the outcome of this tournament, and this World Cup can be regarded as an upset, with favorites such as France, Argentina and Portugal eliminated in the group stage, while dark horses such as Senegal, South Korea and Turkey have gone far. If Chen Xi bets in the bookmaker according to his memory, it is enough to fight big with a small one.

It's just that the words he crossed over made him feel that it was not the right time to "wear", because the World Cup had just ended at that time!

The next World Series is Euro 2004, when Greece created a myth and could make a lot of money if you bet on Greece to win the championship at the bookmaker, but it will have to wait two years.

As for other games, Chen Xi has no impression in his mind.

As a result, he found that it was impossible for him to make a fortune by gambling in a short period of time.

Thief God! Do you want me to be poor all the time? I'm not going to let you get your wish! Walking on the clean asphalt road, Chen Xi, who is determined to fight against God, has a great ideal!

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ps: When the lid checked the information, it was found that the popularity of rugby was significantly inferior to that of the American one. Therefore, in this book, for the sake of understanding, the description of the position of the football ball in the lid is called American football. Such as: quarterback, running forward. Let's hope rugby fans don't take it seriously.

In addition, after a year, the lid is back, and we urgently need everyone's support. Recommend tickets, collect, smash them all, let the lid know, everyone hasn't forgotten me!