Grumpy emperor dressed as my second personality

Jiang Chi took the bus to send his younger sister to the kindergarten. Aunt Zhao, the principal of the kindergarten, was his mother's best friend. Jiang Chi agreed with Aunt Zhao to pick up his younger sister after evening self-study, and asked her to have dinner here.

Jiang Chi calculated the time and waited for the class teacher in the office 3 minutes earlier than the scheduled time.

The head teacher is a male teacher in his 30s, named Ming Chengle. Jiang Chi greeted him politely when he met him. Ming Chengle patted him on the shoulder, contacted logistics to order a school uniform for him, and then took him to the classroom.

Along the way, the classroom was in a mess, and the students who were near the windows in the corridor came out to have a look.

Ming Chengle took him to Class 7 of the second year of high school. The class was also in a mess. Ming Chengle stood on the podium and patted the table, "Students, please be quiet. This is our new classmate Jiang Chi. Next In one and a half years, Jiang Chi will study with you, everyone is welcome!"

The class was quiet for a moment, and a tall boy sitting in the back row in the middle raised his hands and applauded, "Welcome Jiang Chi!"

As soon as he applauded, everyone applauded to welcome him.

Ming Chengle was very relieved, and said to Jiang Chi, "The monitor's deskmate is out of school due to injury, so you should be at the same table with the monitor, and let the monitor guide you if there is anything you don't understand."

Jiang Chi nodded, "So, where is the monitor?"

Everyone laughed and looked back, the tall boy in the last row with applause smiled and stood up, "Silly boy, here, here."

Jiang Chi nodded, walked over and sat down.

Lin Tian was in the third row in the middle, and Jiang Qi, who was at the same table, suddenly grabbed her wrist and whispered excitedly, "Lin Tian, ​​this new classmate is so handsome! I almost fainted when he just walked past me!

Lin Tian glanced back, rolled her eyes and said, "When did you become blind?"

Jiang Qi glanced back secretly, his eyes full of caution: "...When did you become blind? Isn't this handsome? I feel that the school grass of Longcheng No. [-] Middle School is about to change!"

Lin Tian frowned.

Ming Chengle patted the table, "Okay, let's clean up the table, I've been notified before, the test will start on time at 8:15, and the test will be at 9:[-]."

As soon as Ming Chengle's words came out, the classroom instantly wailed again and again, and Jiang Chi didn't understand why.

The shoulders were suddenly grabbed, and Jiang Chi was a little uncomfortable. He saw the squad leader of the tall Sunshine [-] with a distraught expression on his face, "Brother, why aren't you sad?"

Jiang Chi paused, "Why are you sad?"

The class monitor looked shocked: "Isn't it sad enough to get the test at 9:[-]?"

Jiang Chi still didn't understand where the sad point was.

班长恍然大悟：“你是不是还不知道啊？9点半，是晚上9点半！一天考完9门，每门中间只休息10分钟！一直考到晚上9点半！”

Jiang Chi: "Oh."

Monitor:? ? ?

Jiang Chi saw that the monitor's expression was wrong, thought for a while, and added, "It's a little sad."

Squad Leader: "..."

No trace of sadness can be seen on the indifferent face of this new deskmate. Hey, he is still a simple child. Send a message, it's too late to finish the exam at 9:[-], let Shitong live in the kindergarten tonight.

Chinese, Mathematics and English in the morning, Physics at lunch break, Chemistry, Biopolitics in the afternoon.

At lunch time, the restaurant wailed again and again, and at dinner time, the restaurant was as quiet as a chicken, and everyone was almost ashen. They didn't even have the strength to wail, and they mechanically ate with their last breath to replenish their strength.

This intensity is indeed a bit tiring, Jiang Chi rubbed the center of his brows, he couldn't eat anymore, as if there was something he couldn't let go of.

I took out my phone and checked, but there was no new message on WeChat.

But there is a red circle 1 in the upper right corner of the black icon of Tyrant app in the lower right corner. Is this a message prompt?

Jiang Chi opened the door, and the hall was empty, and a dialog box popped up on the interface: [The toxin has spread to the heart, the imperial physician's treatment is ineffective, and Zhao Chen is about to die in 10 minutes. Confirm again, do you want to detoxify Zhao Chen? 】【whether】

Thinking that the angry little dumpling was about to die, Jiang Chi felt uncomfortable, it was only one yuan, click yes, recharge.

The game is indeed a game, and the props are so awesome that it is unreal. After recharging 1 yuan, I successfully purchased the antidote in the mall to detoxify the milk dumpling. The interface prompts: [Zhao Chen has been detoxified successfully, do you want to expand the map of the inner hall? 】

【whether】

Hey, it’s still only 1 yuan, let’s go and see the milk dumpling who just recovered his life on the edge of the cliff.

It is estimated that the game must set that Nai Duanzi is very weak now, and needs to spend gold coins to drink black chicken soup or other tonics.

Although he knew it was all a game trick to cheat Krypton, Jiang Chi still went to the place by accident.

Before he had time to pay, the squad leader cleared the plate and called him, "Let's go Jiang Chi, the exam starts in 3 minutes."

Jiang Chi turned off the phone, nodded and followed.

It's not too late to see after the exam, anyway, it's all saved, so let's just... let's do it first.

At 6:20, the history exam started on time, one and a half hours.

At 6:55, Jiang Chi put down his pen and snapped his sore fingers, leaving only the last big open question.

Even after experiencing the mysterious man in court, his life hanging by a thread and his narrow escape, Zhao Chen was once again sucked into the mysterious world by the mysterious vortex at 7 o'clock.

But this time it's not in the bedroom, but in...it should be a school, where one person is at one table, and everyone is writing hard, like an exam.

Zhao Chen lowered his head and glanced at Jiang Chi's paper. The handwriting is beautiful and the paper is neat. The front has been finished, and there is only one last question left: How do you evaluate Jinwu Emperor Zhao Chen?

Which examiner is so daring, dares to be judged by others casually! !

It wasn't until Zhao Chen scanned the strange chopstick-like pen holder next to the test questions that he realized that he had traveled to another world.

The first page and a half of Jiang Chi was written neatly and cleanly. He looked like a good student, a good student.

Zhao Chen sighed, forget it, just reluctantly write for this "little good horse".

He really exhausted his patience with Jiang Chi, the "little good horse".

Evaluate himself?

Who could be better at it than him?

Zhao Chen picked up the little black stick on the table in distaste, and was about to start writing when he looked closely, only to find that there was a chubby little fat boy drawn on the paper, with short hands and legs, and a fierce expression on his eyebrows. Picking up, eyes wide open, a small crown was drawn with a few strokes on his head, and a series of beautiful characters stood beside it: Jinwu Emperor Zhao Chen? ? ?

This little dead horse!

In his heart, he actually looks like this? !

Zhao Chen frowned, wiped off the little fat man without hesitation, picked up a simple broken pen, and wrote freely, to revive the king's prestige!

During the evening self-study time, all the teachers in class have gone home, and only the class teacher is left to stick to his post.

Ming Chengle passed by Jiang Chi's side, then fell back, and looked at this new transfer student calmly, a handsome, clean and polite child, who did not expect to be so special...

Why should you hold the gel pen in the posture of pinching the brush?

However, classmate Jiang Chi has almost finished writing the last big question, and with such a unique pen-holding posture, the written words are still bold and chic.

Looking around, a group of monkeys were scratching their ears and cheeks, looking at their watches and writing furiously. It was like a different world from Jiang Chi, who put down his pen leisurely after writing the last word.

Ming Chengle was also a little curious about the level of the transfer students. This time, he wrote the history paper. The questions were huge and difficult. It could not be simply memorized, but also required historical perspective and logic.

Ming Chengle picked up Jiang Chi's test paper and read it from the front. All 25 single-choice questions were correct!The short answer is right!The case study is all right!

"Teacher Ming."

Ming Chengle raised his head when he heard the sound, and the director of the department called him. The last question was to evaluate Jinwu Emperor Zhao Chen. The answer was open, as long as it was reasonable. He already knew the new transfer student in his heart, so he put down the paper , patted the shoulder of his future lover in relief, and walked out quickly.

Zhao Chen arranged the test papers in order, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The teacher couldn't help but applaud, the finale question he did for "Little Good Horse" must be brilliant.

The moment the papers were collected, there was a lot of wailing in the classroom

"Old Ming's face is as gentle as jade, I didn't expect the question to be so perverted!"

"I haven't even finished it yet, I'm only halfway through the last question!"

"Finally, evaluate the question about Jinwu Emperor Zhao Chen, how to characterize that tyrant, is the merit greater than the demerit, or is the demerit greater than the merit?"

Zhao Chen frowned, did he do it?Over is greater than merit?

Before the chattering group of people could come to a conclusion, the male teacher who patted him on the shoulder just now came back, holding a stack of test papers, and everyone wailed and returned to their seats.

Ming Chengle cheered everyone up while handing out the papers: "The last one, everyone hold on!"

……

At 9:[-], at the moment the scroll was being wound up, Zhao Chen raised his head and stretched his arms.

The timing was just right, and it was all written.

The moment the papers were put away, the students who were originally ashen-faced suddenly came to life, hooking their shoulders and backs, laughing and making an appointment to have chicken together in the evening.

eat chicken?

You still don't sleep at this point, and you still eat chicken?

Big night kill?

Zhao Chen passed through last night and was at home, but he didn't know where his home was. At this moment, he could only walk out of the classroom aimlessly, and followed the crowd out of the school gate.

Looks like I'm going to sleep on the street tonight.

The wind whistled past the ear, hissing like a provocation...

After leaving the school gate, at two intersections on the left and right, Zhao Chen made a random turn and walked along the side of the road.

It was really cold, Zhao Chen sniffed, put his hands into the pockets of his cotton coat, walked aimlessly, and unknowingly came to a small alley, the narrow alley only had a dilapidated old street lamp, a group of moths Mosquitoes flew around the broken lampshade, which was filthy yellow.

Zhao Chen's ears moved slightly, he felt a slight abnormal sound behind him, he stopped in his tracks, and in an instant, a dozen people surrounded him.

The leader was a tall boy with yellow hair on the top and shaved sides, like a teapot lid on his head.

The teapot lid looked him around, and said mockingly, "So it's a little boy!"

Zhao Chen frowned.

The next second, the teapot lid spat out: "Do you know who brother is?"

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced, not interested.

Next to him, a boy who looked like a thin monkey shook his stick and bared his teeth, saying, "He's from the countryside! You can't see Mount Tai with your eyes! No one in No. [-] Middle School knows that Brother Long, the school library is donated by Brother Long's family." , the principal has to be polite when he sees us, Brother Long!"

library?Zhao Chen thought about it, probably the library?

The teapot cover lifted its chin triumphantly, and the thin monkey snorted, "Don't be afraid!"

Zhao Chen looked back at the area of ​​the whole school of No. [-] Middle School, how big a library could be inside, and Zhao Chen confirmed it again: "Donate a library... the headmaster of the library has to be polite?"

The thin monkey looked at the soil turtle's eyes, "That's not true! A country bumpkin who has never seen the world!"

Zhao Chen shook his head: "So No. [-] Middle School is so shabby."

If the little boy is obedient, he will donate two libraries to the little girl.

Skinny Monkey:? ? ?

The teapot covered the black face: "I'm really embarrassing you! I'm warning you, Lin Tian is my boss, if you dare to block Lin Tian's eyes again, I'll—"

As the teapot lid spoke, he raised his hand and patted his face contemptuously.

Zhao Chen moved away in disgust, but he still patted the right cheek, Zhao Chen's eyes turned cold all of a sudden.

The lid of the teapot was startled, then let out a "heh", unzipped the zipper of the down jacket, rolled up the sleeves, "You're quite proud, it seems that you will feel uncomfortable if you don't tighten your skin!"

Zhao Chen scanned around and said coldly: "Don't waste time, let's go together."

Zhao Chen's indifference and impatience instantly angered the teapot cover and his group of minions, and a group of people surrounded him instantly, with fists, kicks and sticks coming from all directions in a disorderly manner

Zhao Chen dodged, clasped the thin monkey's wrist, and moved his thumb. The thin monkey was in pain, and the stick fell to the ground with a thud.

When the others saw it, they backed away vigilantly. The teapot lid kicked away the sticks under their feet and cursed, "Come on! Tm feeds you to eat?! Come on together! Look at him with three heads and six arms!"

As soon as the teapot lid said this, the young men rushed up again, Zhao Chen was as fast as lightning, his movements were small but neat, three times and five times, six out of ten people got down on the ground.

The police siren sounded sharply, surrounding the ears, and the big buck tooth in front of him shouted, "The cop is here!"

The teapot cover subconsciously wanted to run, but Zhao Chen made a clever move, and the teapot cover knelt down in front of him, and the other young men saw that the boss was kneeling, and were at a loss for a while, panicked.

Zhao Chen raised his head. In the dark alley, red, blue and blue lights flashed, making his eyes sore. Four or five men in uniform got out of the car and shouted: "Police! Squat down! Hands up!"

The few young men who were confronting him with sticks just now "fell" to the ground, and knelt in front of him with the teapot cover, howling worse than pigs. Zhao Chen frowned, lowered his head to meet the gaze of the teapot cover, The lid of the teapot showed a smirk.