Grumpy emperor dressed as my second personality

Zhao Chen was shocked, and his brows were tightly furrowed. The candlelight hit his chubby little dumpling face with a faint warm tone.

Zhao Chen frowned: You may not believe me, but I am actually very close to you!

Jiang Chi: "..."

Who can believe this.

Yes, the mobile phone is the closest thing to me every day. If you are in my mobile phone, it means that you are the closest to me every day.

Zhao Chen's frowning brows gradually flattened out, and his expression was full of hope: Can't you do it tonight?Tomorrow morning...it's not convenient for me.

Jiang Chi: "..."

Is this a routine of the system or a programmer's bug? If it is a bug, then he really can't understand this bug.

Jiang Chi let out a long breath, glanced at the physics teacher on the stage, covered the phone with the competition questions, and replied: [I can't do it tonight...] Zhao Chen's expression remained hopeful: What about tomorrow night?

Jiang Chi: [……it doesn’t work either. 】

Zhao Chen persisted: the night after tomorrow is also fine.

Jiang Chi: [I can't do it every night...]

Zhao Chen was shocked, question marks were all over the head of the little dumpling: Why can't you do it at night?

Jiang Chi: "..."

Can it work at night? Why is their chat going so weirdly...

Just as Jiang Chi was about to type to explain, Zhao Chen frowned: Are you perfunctory?

Jiang Chi: "..."

His reply seemed a bit perfunctory?

After all, how could a normal person fail every night?

But he really can't help it, is it necessary for the paper man and the second personality to collide late at night?

It's hard to put into words just thinking about it.

Jiang Chi typed quickly: [I've been sick recently, and at night...it's a little serious, so it's not good at night. 】Send it, the system time shows 6:59, the second personality is coming soon, Jiang Chi quickly ends the chat: 【Zai Zai, I have to leave first, see you tomorrow. 】Rejected Zhao Chen just now, and suddenly wanted to leave in the middle of the chat. Originally, he thought that Zhao Chen would be unhappy, but he didn't expect Zhao Chen to look at the time and said, "It just so happens that I have something to do, then... see you tomorrow."

57

At seven o'clock, Zhao Chen time traveled to the 21st century, Longcheng No. 7 Middle School, Class [-], Senior Two.

Unexpectedly, Maomao is also from Dragon City No. 7 Middle School, Class [-], Grade [-]!

Maomao said that he has been sick recently, and it is not convenient to meet at night. Is it because he asked for sick leave and didn't come to study at night?

Zhao Chen scanned the class, only Jiang Chi's half-sister, Lin Tian, ​​was vacant, but Maomao was a boy, so Lin Tian's position could be ruled out.

If it was Lin Tian who kept touching his head and touching his hand, he would really be sick.

But there are no other seats vacant, but it's true, Maomao just said that he was sick recently and felt very uncomfortable at night, but he didn't say that he would definitely not come for evening self-study at night, so... maybe it's in this class.

Thinking that Mao Mao was so close to him, Zhao Chen couldn't control his excitement. Mao Mao could see him, but he had never seen Mao Mao before!

Zhao Chen scanned the classroom, trying to find the boy who looked sick, but Jiang Chi was in the last row, looking around, he could only see the back under the black and red school uniform...

There was still some time before the end of get out of class, Zhao Chen was obsessed with this matter, he couldn't care about the modern study plan for a moment, touched the elbow of his deskmate, and asked in a low voice: "Is there anyone in our class whose nickname is Mao Mao?"

Lu Chong was immersed in the sea of ​​physics problems and almost lost half his life. He stared at him absent-mindedly for a while, and then he came to his senses.

Zhao Chen didn't understand: "Who?"

Lu Chong: "Mao Pumo. His nickname is Mao Mao."

Zhao Chen silently memorized the name, and then asked, "Where is he sitting?"

Lu Chong pointed to the position two rows to the right of him, "It's the one at the back door. The milk tea that the school girls gave you all came in through him."

Zhao Chen looked in the direction Lu Chong pointed, and saw the boy named Mao Pumo leaning on the door, his eyelids were not open enough, and his face was groggy and uncomfortable. Could it be that this is Mao Mao in real life? look like?

Dark and tall and strong...thick eyebrows, thick lips...

Well aware of the principle of not judging people by appearances, Chunyu Yue, Pang Tong, and Dongfang Shuo were all ugly in appearance in history, but full of talent.

At 07:30 in the first evening self-study, Zhao Chen thought about the problem of probing Mao Pumo, so he temporarily put his mind at ease, put away Jiang Chi's competition tutoring test questions, and took out the basic physics books specially prepared by Jiang Chi for him to start study.

Sure enough, starting from the basics, he didn't find this modern subject so difficult. Every knowledge point was well-founded, which opened his eyes.

When it was almost time for evening self-study, Lu Chong finally climbed ashore from the sea of ​​questions, and did not drown...

Planning strategies and looking around the class, Squad Leader Lu expressed his satisfaction. Although their class 7 has not been ranked among the top three in terms of total scores, the class has a strong style of study.

The arrival of his deskmate this semester has made Class 7 even more powerful. The boy who is good-looking, smart, good at studying, and hardworking can best drive the learning atmosphere of the class. The girls in the class gather around him after class. As for the table problem, the last class leader meeting was held, and the head of the department even praised him for his good management of the class!

Lu Chong tilted his head and glanced at his deskmate. Originally, he just glanced at it, but his eyes widened in shock from the study materials on his deskmate. He leaned over to take a look, and said in a low voice, "You don't write so many homework, why do you still read it?" Junior high school physics? Do you still need to read these things?"

Zhao Chen was immersed in the beauty of the physical world, when he was interrupted by Lu Chen, he tilted his head and glanced at Lu Chong lightly: "The foundation is like the foundation, it is always the most important."

Lu Chong was stunned for a moment, after thinking about it, he felt that Xueshen's words were very reasonable!

With 2 minutes left before get out of class ends, Lu Chong took out his phone and looked at it, and found that some people in the class's unofficial group were wailing that physics was difficult, mathematics was abnormal, and chemistry was bald.

[Continental Lu: @All Members My deskmate is already a participant in the competition, and I'm still reviewing the basics of junior high school!The god of learning said it!The foundation is like the foundation, it is always the most important! ] After posting, Lu Chong secretly took a photo of Jiang Chi studying, which is clearly visible——Xue Jinxing, a complete explanation of the physics textbook for the second grade of junior high school.

[Da Qiqi: Wow!It's another day to lick the beauty of the male god! 】【Big Maomao: Da Qiqi, the squad leader's good intentions are for you to lick your face?Look at the point! 】【Da Qiqi: Hehehe, Brother Mao is criticizing!Is there an appointment at the small bookstore at the back door of the school at noon tomorrow?When Brother Chi said this, I also felt that I didn’t have a solid foundation in physics and mathematics in junior high school!Tall buildings rise from the ground! 】【Little Pangpang: Date! @大琦琦学神 is sitting behind me, I feel that Xueshen is like my launch vehicle, following the path of Xueshen, I can go to the sky! 】【Dalu Lu: About Jojo, walk to the small bookstore at the back door at noon tomorrow! 】Jiang Chi only joined the official group of the class, and knew nothing about the various private groups.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of evening self-study get out of class, Zhao Chen got up and went straight to Mao Pumo. After class, Mao Pumo was full of energy, shaking his head and humming three raps before he was slammed into the back door by the cold-faced student

Mao Pumo stopped rapping, and leaned against the back door in a daze, "Jiang, why did Jiang Xueshen suddenly visit Xiaosheng's humble house?"

The 1.8-meter-five big Mao Mao was stunned by the cold-faced Xueshen at the back door, and instantly attracted the attention of the whole class. Everyone had never seen hip-hop Mao Mao so timid and at a loss.

Zhao Chen looked at Mao Pumo: "Do you like Anthurium?"

The first time Maomao gave him a gift was a pot of anthurium and a fiery heart, wishing him great success.

Zhao Chen stared expectantly at Mao Pumo's eyes, Mao Pumo was terrified by the cold gaze, he didn't know what happened to Xueshen, red palm?

Mao Pumo stretched out his big hand. Although his skin is naturally dark, his palm is whiter. With strong firepower, and the heating is fully turned on, the palm of his hand is red at this time, "Anthurium?"

Zhao Chen: "..."

Although 50% of hope was gone, Zhao Chen still took a deep breath, "What about the purse peony? Do you like it?"

Mao Pumo frowned deeper, and became more confused when he was nervous. He scratched his head, "Is it a purse or a peony? I don't have a purse. Peony, okay, it's pretty."

This person is definitely not Maomao.

Zhao Chen turned to leave, returned to his seat, and frowned even deeper. Lu Chong was the class monitor, and he had been with the classmates for a year and a half, so he should be very familiar with them. Lu Chong said that only Mao Pumo was nicknamed Mao Mao.

Suddenly lost his mind, Zhao Chen couldn't figure it out.

Mao Pumo was stunned at the door, what was Jiang Xueshen talking about?Take out your phone and search for "anthurium" and "purse peony"

, Mao Pumo: "..."

Ah ah ah

Mao Pumo silently sent the pictures of "Anthurium" and "Pouch Peony" to the small group.

【Big Maomao: I'm dead!I lost my old nose in front of the god of learning!Anthurium and purse peony are actually flower names, I...my reply, does it sound like a shit in my head!Jun Jingzhu Qi: Hahahahaha Brother Mao laughed at me to death, I watched the whole live broadcast and now I can't help shaking. 】【Big Mao Mao: o_o】

[Big Maomao: Class monitor, why did the god of learning suddenly come to ask me about flowers? 】

【Continental Land: Standing Hands.jpg】

[Dalu Lu: The heart of a god of learning is not something we can imagine. 】【Da Qiqi: Anthurium Flower Language——Great exhibition.Purse peony flower language - desperate love. 】【Big Maomao:? ? ? ? 】

[Da Qiqi: Did we ask questions together yesterday morning, but Brother Mao, you couldn’t understand it over and over again, and finally asked Brother Chi to tell you 7 times, Brother Chi’s expression was about to collapse at that time, look, I'm really desperate for you, but I don't want to give up on you, so I wish you great success hahahahaha] [Xiao Pangpang: Pfft, I think sister Qi's analysis is reasonable! 】

[Continental land: @大琦琪尤比.jpg]

【Big Maomao: ...】

[Big Maomao: Xue Shen's eyes are like the Arctic Ocean, I was instantly frozen for thousands of miles!I have to work hard. At noon tomorrow, I will get all the math, physics and chemistry textbooks, and let the rap go first!Concentrate on laying the foundation, and I can no longer let the god of learning worry about me! 】……

Zhao Chen took out Jiang Chi's mobile phone and wanted to check his current doubts online. There is a popular saying here - ask Du Niang if you have anything to do.

Just as he was about to open the browser, Zhao Chen scanned the black APP in the lower right corner, with two words written on it - Tyrant.

He ordered it once before, and it showed that 7:5 p.m. - [-]:[-] a.m. is the system maintenance time and it is not open.

Feeling that something was wrong, Zhao Chen clicked again, and it was still the same reminder as last time.

But other APP software on Jiang Chi's mobile phone can be used all day long.

Zhao Chen was suspicious, and touched Lu Chong who was looking at his phone, "Do you have this software?"

Lu Chong came out of the group, glanced at the black Tyrant app, and shook his head, "We searched it when we were eating in the restaurant last time, but none of us could find it, you forgot?"

Zhao Chen frowned, in disbelief: "None of you?"

Lu Chong: "That's right, only you have it. But to be honest, the cartoon little emperor in it is really cute. When I saw it that time, I wanted to raise a little one."

The word "Zai Zai" suddenly brought back countless memories in Zhao Chen, Mao Mao always called him Zai Zai, he still felt strange, he was a majestic seven-foot man, why Mao Mao always called him Zai Zai.

He felt that the word was not right at the time.

Zhao Chen was almost 70% sure of the shocking fact that Jiang Chi was Maomao, and asked again to confirm it knowingly: "What cub?"

Lu Chong: "Just raise a little paper man like you, a chubby, round, cute little dumpling~"

Zhao Chen's 70% confidence instantly dropped to 60%:? ? ? ? ? ?

Meat, meat toot?Round?Dumplings? ? ? ?

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