I practiced in the United States

“Ding ding ding ding~Ding ding ding~”

The alarm clock was like a death sentence, forcibly stripping Li Ang from his fantasy.

He closed his eyes and fumbled for the phone next to the pillow.

“Bang!”

The sound of the phone falling to the ground completely woke him up.

“Fuck! Is the membrane so easy to break now?”

Li Ang squinted his eyes and saw 6:50 on the screen and the web-like cracks, thinking about losing another 9.9 yuan.

Today is Monday, a date that even dogs shake their heads when they hear it.

Li Ang had an impulse to throw his phone away, fall on the bed, and continue to sleep.

But this kind of thing is just a thought. Everyone says to lie down, but how many people really lie down.

Li Ang closed his eyes and brushed his teeth mechanically.

It’s okay to do this every day, facing boring work and boring life.

But I don’t know from which period of time, maybe it was college, or maybe after joining the work, he felt that his body began to get worse day by day.

He just turned 26 this year. Li Ang didn't understand. He forced himself to get up early in the morning, but Xiao Xiaoqing couldn't get up.

He said, "Is it true that some people need to replenish their kidneys in their twenties? No way?"

In fact, even when eating instant noodles, he likes to choose those with wolfberries in the ingredients.

He tried to do plank support to exercise his core strength.

But before he finished watching the opening of GG, his waist thought he had survived the whole drama. It might be a bit exaggerated to describe it as broken, but it is absolutely correct to say that it is useless.

Of course, Li Ang had dreams before.

Picking up a straight stick, he is a swordsman who can frost the nineteen states with one sword.

After drinking a bottle of fifty-cent soda, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

When using rice grains to attract ants, Li Ang felt that he would definitely be a biologist in the future.

But in the end, the straight stick hit his butt. In the bright and clean office building, there was no trace of ants, only cheap soda. He was still drinking it, but he always felt that he was not so happy.

The location where the tempered glass broke was 21:44.

Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling pretty good. He only worked more than half an hour today. As for 18:00 to 21:00, sorry, that was voluntary overtime. As compensation, the company will provide a free dinner.

Going home at this time, including walking to the subway station, taking the subway, and then riding a bicycle from the subway station to the rented house, it is almost 23:00.

Go home and lie down for a while, clean up, and wash up, and it’s basically a new day.

It was not until after 12 o’clock in the evening that Li Ang could really feel that this was his own time and he could do whatever he wanted.

Li Ang stood up and looked around his workstation, and he could still hear the sparse sound of keyboards.

"I'll go first."

After he finished speaking, the keyboard sound also stopped for a moment, which was a response to him.

Li Ang stepped into the elevator with brisk steps. Whether mentally or physically, he felt that he was light.

"Play less tonight and go to bed early."

He said to himself silently in his heart.

The weightlessness brought by the elevator down made him give up thinking, but the next second, he couldn't help thinking: "Why is this weightlessness so strong?".

Li Ang hadn't come up with an answer yet, and he felt that the light in front of him was getting darker and darker, and then he fell into darkness completely.

"Bang!"

The sound of his body hitting the floor of the elevator was the last sound he left.

When he regained consciousness again, Li Ang felt that he had a terrible headache.

"How long have I been unconscious? I'm afraid I'll lose the full attendance award this month."

Li Ang thought in his heart, and after worrying, he felt relieved again. For many people in the workplace, falling ill is another form of vacation.

But when he opened his eyes, what he saw was not a hospital ward, but a small and cramped bedroom.

The things in the room were a little messy, and there were many English books on the desk.

The environment in front of him seemed to trigger a switch, and a large amount of memory, like a cream puff, was forced into his brain.

"Am I traveling through time?"

While sorting out the memories in his head, Li Ang walked to the mirror and observed his appearance.

The person in the mirror was quite thin, with black hair and black pupils, wearing a pair of thick black-framed glasses, and looked at least 90% similar to his original appearance.

"What is this? Another me in a parallel world?"

The original body's name happened to be Li Ang, and he was a high school student in a small city in Florida, USA.

Even in terms of family background, they were exactly the same, and they became orphans at a very young age.

The original body had been fostered in his uncle's house, but just three months ago, this uncle Jim died unexpectedly in a zero-dollar shopping incident.

The only legacy left to him was this small house and a small amount of cash.

Since then, Li Ang's life has been quite bad, which can be seen from the purple bump on his forehead.

Li Ang recalled carefully that this injury came from yesterday, which was the last day before summer vacation.

After school, he was carrying his schoolbag alone and was hit hard on the head by a flying football when he passed by the sports field.

In his memory, this was not the first time.

In fact, just looking at the weird expression of the apology, any normal person can tell that he must have done it on purpose.

This is actually not a rare thing. In American high schools, it is normal for a good boy like Li Ang, who only has excellent academic performance but is not physically outstanding and is not good at various sports, to be disliked by most classmates.

The original owner has actually been accustomed to such a life. His only goal is to graduate from high school smoothly. Everything else is tolerable.

However, the original body can bear it, but Li Ang can't. Let's not talk about the physical pain for the time being. He is a man in his twenties, being bullied by a group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old students. It's just a psychological barrier that he can't get through.

Fortunately, it's summer vacation now, and he doesn't have to face them for the time being.

Apart from these depressing things, Li Ang is actually quite satisfied with his current body.

What thinness and myopia are not a problem. He just turned 17 years old, and youth is his greatest asset.

In any case, it is much better than his overdrawn and shattered body.

Besides, this is America, where countless people would come to breathe the sweet air even if they had to abandon their wives and children and lose everything. Naturally, it still has its advantages.

The only drawback is that this is a parallel world, and there is no extraordinary power. Even the time nodes are similar to the original. He can't rely on some information gaps to gain advantages.

Li Ang twisted his neck, stretched his waist, and said to himself:

"Forget it, why think so much, anyway, it's already at the bottom of the valley, no matter how you go, it's upward."

As soon as he finished speaking, spots of starlight appeared in front of Li Ang's eyes, and his vision became darker and darker.

"Is it hanging?"

Li Ang was excited and paused for several seconds before he found that it was his mother who was hungry and had hypoglycemia.

Perhaps it was because he had just digested the memory and consumed too much energy, and this body was originally weak, so he couldn't stand a little movement.

Li Ang followed his memory to the kitchen and found that there were very few things in it. The kitchen utensils were complete, but there were no ingredients.

With the last hope, he opened the refrigerator, which still had half a hamburger and two-thirds of the pizza left over from yesterday.

He stuffed the only two foods into the microwave, set the temperature and time, and then stood by the microwave.

While looking at the food that was shining again, Li Ang sighed in his heart:

This is the good thing about the Americans, these junk foods are really cheap!

Just like this beef burger from Burger King, it only costs $1.99. If it were Burger King in China, you couldn't buy one at double the price.

"Ding!"

It's time for the microwave.

He picked up the slightly hot burger, and the aroma of the beef patty awakened by the high temperature entered his nose, which was simply a top enjoyment.

Li Ang never thought that an overnight burger could be so delicious.

In less than two minutes, he finished the food.

After a satisfied burp, Li Ang suddenly found that something seemed to flash past him.

This time it really came.

Please collect it!