The Basketball Court Swordsman

"Boom!"

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

"Hey, sir, how are you? Answer me!"

"What the **** is going on." Qiao Hansen cursed and opened his eyes, and the dazzling white light immediately shot into his eyes. It took about two or three seconds before his eyes finally adjusted to the bright light. Hansen was finally able to see his surroundings, but in the next scene, Qiao Hansen couldn't help but shudder!

The first thing that rushed into Hansen's eyes was a huge face, to be precise, a black face covered with sweat and two big nostrils still spraying heat! This face is very close to him, almost close to each other!

"What the hell..." Hansen was completely stunned, and as his head was dizzy, he seemed to think of 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. then? Then he got here, and what he opened his eyes to see was not the beautiful girl beside the bed, but a sweaty black man hugging himself!

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

"It's okay! It's okay! Damn, where is this?" Han Sen hurriedly wiped the sweat that dripped on 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 did he open his mouth just like "birds"?

"Juul, leave that guy alone, we've already attacked!" The guy who was pressing on Hansen finally ran away until another man's voice came.

At this time, Hansen's eyes suddenly opened up. Spotlights, wooden floors, cheerleaders, flushed crowds in the stands, two basketball hoops and ten players in the game.

Hansen couldn't help rubbing his eyes, he was at the scene of a basketball game! ?

"Where is this? Where am I!?" Hansen stood up from the floor and asked people around him in a panic. But everyone around him watched the game attentively and shouted to cheer. No one cared about him, who was accidentally knocked down by the player.

On the field, the No. 21 who just rushed into the audience for saving the ball and knocked Hansen directly to the ground made a long shot from beyond the three-point line, and there was another cheer! And Hansen's voice for help was naturally drowned out by the cheers of the fans, like a pebble thrown into the ocean.

"Di, Di, Di, Di, Di..." At this time, Han Sen heard an abnormal noise in his mind, "The data analysis module is activated."

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

The huge cheers still wandered behind Qiao Hansen, until he closed the door of the toilet in the arena, the sound finally stopped abruptly.

Standing on the sink in the toilet, Hansen finally saw the appearance of his body in the mirror.

He has messy hair, thick eyebrows, some scum on his face, and most importantly, he has yellow skin. Yellow skin, which made Joe Hansen a little grateful. At least he hasn't completely become "another person", yellow skin, this is the only common feature of his new body and the previous body.

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

At this time, there was another tingling in Qiao Hansen's head. After that, many things suddenly flashed before his eyes. Some pictures appeared in his mind one by one-it was the original memory of this body.

Henson Joe, a Chinese American, was born in China in 1982 and immigrated to the United States with his family when he was six years old. My father is a businessman, and my mother is an ordinary housewife. Hansen was a little bit disappointed. He thought everyone who could sit in the first row of the basketball court must be rich. But the fact is, his "father" left him nothing.

After coming to the United States, Henson's father was addicted to gambling. When he was ten years old, the body of the gambler's father was found in a cornfield on a farm on the outskirts of Indianapolis. He was shot twice. The reason for his death was his inability to repay huge gambling debts.

At the age of 18, the clever Henson was admitted to Indiana State University with unremitting efforts. This makes Hansen a little relieved, at least he finally has a smart head.

I thought I could change my destiny after I was admitted to college, but a month before the start of school, Henson's mother died in a car accident on the way home from a night shift from a part-time job in a supermarket. The perpetrator escaped on the spot and didn't even help call an emergency call. His mother's was lying on the street for nearly half an hour before he was finally spotted by a passerby in the morning.

The United States is vast and sparsely populated, and the Hensons live in a prosperous area. If something like this happens in China, it will certainly not drag on for that long.

Due to the late rescue, Henson lost his mother one month before entering the university.

Since then, the hapless Henson was helpless in the United States. Henson studied statistics when he was in college. Although he was smart and sensitive to numbers, due to his childhood, Henson didn't communicate with people very much. He was always alone and had no friends. This caused him to change several jobs after graduation, unsatisfactory. Henson couldn't get along with colleagues and leaders.

After recalling Henson's memory, Hansen couldn't help but shook his head. Maybe it's really destined, this guy and his life trajectory are almost exactly the same!

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

After graduation, Hansen, who came from Pheasant University, naturally did not do a few serious jobs. But because he loved basketball since he was a child and knew the NBA well, he started working as an NBA statistics statistician on an unknown small website. The job is very simple. In fact, it is to go over the wall to the foreign data website, copy and paste those professional player data to the domestic website, nothing more.

Although the salary is not high, the job has no technical content. But at least this job Hansen is still interested, and after studying the data every day, Hansen can be said to know the NBA world well. Although I can't talk about professionals, he is definitely an out-and-out "knowledge of the ball" among ordinary people.

Two unlucky ghosts with such similar names, no wonder God would inject his soul into this guy. It seems unlucky, it is really a natural attribute of Henson and Hansen.

For example, just now, on the side of basketball, the players on the court jumped into the audience and flew to save the ball. They were unbiased and knocked over Henson. That is to say, Henson lost consciousness.

Recalling the strange incident that had just happened, Henson got goose bumps. But then, he immediately became excited again. This is undoubtedly a traversal. According to the plot in a Chinese online novel, after traversing, relying on previous memories, wouldn't it be possible to buy a few lottery tickets and get rich?

In the past, I was afraid of being poor in China. Now when I come to the capitalist land of America, how can Hansen also become a rich man.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Hansen was lost again. Today is January 18, 2009, and the day Hansen was drunk in China was the evening of January 17, 2009... And even if Hansen traveled back to the past, he did not remember any lottery tickets. number. Sure enough, the novels are all deceptive.

Unlucky Henson looked at the strange and familiar self in the mirror and sighed. Why did God choose him for such a useless crossing!

At this moment, Henson suddenly recalled the mechanical and electronic sounds that had just echoed in his mind. What does the phrase "data analysis module is turned on" that sounded inexplicably just now?

Data analysis module, sports website data analyst, smart mind, sensitivity to numbers and knowledge of the NBA. Henson tried to connect these things. What can he do with these things? You can't "aspire" to be a tramp on the first day in the United States. His previous life had been messed up, and now he had another chance, Henson didn't want to lose money anymore.

By the way, the memories just stopped when Henson changed jobs. He didn't even know what his current occupation was. Although the character of the former owner was unpleasant, but his Bachelor of Statistics from Indiana State University is not just a vagrant.

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

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