Grumpy emperor dressed as my second personality

Zhao Chen got into the police car and was escorted into the police station with Teapot Gai and a group of people. They squatted by the wall in a row and went in one by one to take notes.

The person next to him squatted grinning, moving his left and right legs.

Zhao Chen didn't feel anything. When he was learning martial arts, it was common for him to perform a one- or two-hour zama step. When his master became abnormal, he would put two teacups full of water on his shoulders, and start over after spilling them.

As soon as a policeman passed by, the thin monkey squatting beside him grinned, folded his head and hands, and cried out in pain.

The police glanced at him: "You dare to come out to fight because you are afraid of pain!"

The thin monkey cried and said, "Uncle the policeman is wronged! We just accidentally touched him, and he beat us like this, even if you know kung fu, you can't be so unreasonable, hiss—"

The big buck tooth next to the thin monkey also nodded: "Uncle policeman is real, look how we have been beaten up, how could we bully him!"

The policeman glanced at Zhao Chen. The young man was thin and tall, handsome and clean, expressionless, too lazy to pay attention to the people around him. He took off his down jacket, gray sweater, jeans, sneakers, and the jeans were neat, without a single hole.

The policeman glanced at the row of yellow hairs next to the wall with bruised noses and swollen faces, big gold chains and small earrings...

The colleague behind him patted him on the shoulder, "The monitoring has been found."

The teapot cover had just finished recording the transcript, and his face was full of pride. Hearing this, his face changed, "How is it possible! There is no surveillance in that area!"

"A girl was followed by gangsters when she came home at night during the summer vacation. She almost suffered a loss. The Internet police installed surveillance cameras in every alley in that area."

Teapot lid: "..."

Skinny Monkey and Baoya also looked confused, they played ranking at home during the summer vacation, who would go to the school to transfer!I didn't know that the alleys in the summer vacation were all equipped with surveillance cameras, and no one would pay attention to the dark lights at night!

The police came out after watching the surveillance, called Zhao Chen to get up, gave Zhao Chen a chair, and sat in front of them.

Teapot Gai and his little brothers squatted at Jiang Chi's feet: "..."

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Zhao Chen was shocked at the moment when he saw the surveillance, every move a person did could be recorded!

赵宸注意到了画面右下角的时间:2021年2月27日21:45:54

2021 years?

He came 1000 years later?

The police watched the surveillance for both parties: "Long Xiaotian took the lead in the fight, and Jiang Chi was defending himself, let the parents handle it."

The thin monkey wailed instantly, even more horribly than when his wrist was injured, and grabbed the policeman's trouser leg, "No, uncle policeman! Uncle policeman, I was wrong! Don't call my dad, he will beat me to death!"

The policeman just shrugged it off, "How dare you come out to fight in groups under strict control at home!"

The others were not as miserable as Shouhou, but they all lowered their heads, and they were characterized as the one who started to beat others, and everyone was worried and called their parents.

The teapot lid was turned against the general, and the thin monkey was crying in the ear. The teapot lid raised his hand and slapped the thin monkey on the head: "Shut up! Be like a bitch!"

The thin monkey shut up instantly, pressing the sadness into his throat.

Thin Monkey's parents were the first to arrive, and they were beaten so badly at the police station that the police couldn't stand it, so they came and pulled it away before it was over.

The other yellow-haired parents also arrived one after another, all with expressions of hatred.

An assistant came to Teapot Gai's house, "I'm troubling the police comrades. We, Mr. Long, have an important meeting that we can't get away from. Please entrust me to handle it."

The teapot lid snorted, "There is an important woman who can't get away!"

The assistant smiled at the policeman, noncommittal.

Lin Yuanfeng was the last one to arrive. He came in and saw Mr. Long's assistant, went over to exchange some pleasantries, and turned around to see Jiang Chi sitting on a chair with his head down and fell asleep.

"You still have a face to sleep after fighting! Don't let me worry about it on the first day! Do you know how many things I do all day long? Your brother and sister never let me follow you into the police station! You—"

Zhao Chen was taken aback, and when he woke up, he saw that the man in suit and leather shoes in front of him looked familiar.

The police interrupted: "Jiang Chi's father?"

Lin Yuanfeng quickly turned to the policeman with a good face: "Yes, I'm sorry, my son has caused trouble for you, and I will strictly discipline him when I go back!"

The policeman waved his hand: "Your son is the one who was beaten."

Lin Yuanfeng glanced at the row of yellow hair behind him with a bruised nose and swollen face, and then glanced at Jiang Chi who was clean:?

Police: "He was acting in self-defense."

Lin Yuanfeng was a little embarrassed for a while, but also full of doubts.

Policeman: "Okay, all the parents are here, because it didn't cause any serious consequences, and Jiang Chi doesn't plan to pursue you, so you apologize to Jiang Chi, and then go home and reflect on it. Parents must strengthen education when they go back. "

In the car.

Zhao Chen leaned on the comfortable seat and looked out the window. It turns out that the world will be so advanced 1000 years later.

It would be great if I could bring back the lights and cars here to my own era.

Lin Yuanfeng watched his son keep looking out of the window, probably because he was emotional about his indiscriminate reprimand at the police station just now.

Yes, why didn't he ask clearly?

The colorful neon lights outside the window flickered on and off, hitting Jiang Chi's fair face, Lin Yuanfeng coughed lightly: "Long Xiaotian and the others...why did they hit you?"

Zhao Chen thought about what the teapot lid said, "He said I offended Lin Tian."

Lin Yuanfeng was stunned, subconsciously disbelieving.

But Jiang Chi didn't seem to care whether he believed it or not, and continued to look out the window after finishing speaking.

Lin Yuanfeng frowned and thought about it. In the morning, Lin Tian was very angry because Jiang Chi threw away the tutoring book she gave him. He cooperated with the Long Group, and Lin Tian and Long Xiaotian were in the same grade. come and go.

Lin Yuanfeng suddenly didn't know what to say, thought for a while, "You can't jump to conclusions about Lin Tian's matter, I'll check it out first, and then I'll give you an explanation."

Zhao Chen didn't turn his head back: "Whatever."

Lin Yuanfeng was choked, and the atmosphere in the car fell into embarrassment again.

The journey was really long, after a while, Lin Yuanfeng said again: "You... have learned Kung Fu?"

Zhao Chen nodded.

Lin Yuanfeng: "When did it happen?"

Zhao Chen: "When I was young."

Lin Yuanfeng was frustrated by his son's indifference one after another, but today it was his fault. He scolded Jiang Chi indiscriminately, but he said that he had to investigate Lin Tian's matter before he could make a conclusion.

Aware of his own discriminatory treatment, he seemed to understand his son's indifference.

Tilting his head and looking over, Jiang Chi fell asleep at some point, quietly, obediently leaning on the seat, a burst of bright light hit Jiang Chi's face, Jiang Chi frowned, Lin Yuanfeng clearly saw Jiang Chi's eyelids were black and blue.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, Jiang Chi opened his eyes.

Before dawn in the cold winter morning, Jiang Chi got up and got out of bed to turn on the light. When he sat up, his thigh touched the edge of the bed and suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Turning on the light, the light was dazzling, Jiang Chi covered his eyes with the back of his hand for a moment, then slowly raised his hand, sat on the stool, pulled up the leg of his pajama pants, and saw that there was a bruise on the outside of his right thigh.

A slanted line, like a mark left by a stick.

His memory was limited to last night's history exam. The last question was to evaluate Jinwu Emperor Zhao Chen. He remembered the violent little milk dumpling he saw in the app, and the profile next to him was Jinwu Emperor Zhao Chen.

With plenty of time, he used a marker pen to randomly outline the shape of the little milk ball on the answer sheet, and then, he lost his impression.

Jiang Chi stared at the bruise on the outside of his thigh and fell into deep thought. After a while, he put down his trouser legs, took out his mobile phone and opened Baidu, paused with his fingers, and finally entered: second personality [second personality refers to the second personality of a patient with split personality]. personality.

Patients with split personality will have two or more self-identities and personality states. The two personalities are independent of each other, and the memory will not blend, so the two personalities are almost unaware of the existence of each other.

Generally speaking, people with this kind of mental illness will have some common characteristics: they have had painful experiences, such as witnessing the death of their family members; they have experienced major changes in their lives, such as suddenly moving to another place to study and work, experiencing ideological shocks, etc. ; These frustrated experiences or feelings seem to be absorbed by ordinary life, but they are still deeply hidden in the patient's heart.

When the negative emotions and pressure accumulated in the heart cannot be resolved, it may cause the heart to escape from real life, and imagine another personality that is acceptable to oneself to relieve stress and achieve psychological balance...] Although these descriptions are very similar to him, However, he can be aware of the existence of another him, and he does not think that his subconscious will dream up a second personality to avoid pressure.

Jiang Chi frowned and put away his phone.

The test was done yesterday, today is Sunday, the students are on vacation, the teacher is grading papers, and the whole school will post a list as soon as school starts on Monday.

Shi Tong's call was at 8 o'clock this morning. After washing up, the entire Lin family hadn't gotten up yet, so Jiang Chi closed the door and set off.

At 6 o'clock, the first subway train is full of early-rising office workers, leaning on their seats to catch up on sleep.

Jiang Chi always thought of the introduction from Baidu search, feeling inexplicably agitated, took out his phone and opened it aimlessly, and saw the last black app icon in the lower right corner of the first page

I was in a hurry to go to the exam at dinner time yesterday, and I haven't had time to see the rescued little milk dumpling yet.

After all, it is also an investment of 1 yuan.

Jiang Chi clicked in, because there was no extended map, and the scene of the empty court hall appeared as soon as he entered. In ancient times, the morning court was at five o'clock, which is now five o'clock. It seemed that the morning court was over.

Jiang Chi charged another 1 yuan to expand the map of the inner hall.

The decoration of the inner hall is still luxurious and exquisite, and it looks similar to the place where the emperor lives in the dramas of Gongdou that have been broadcast in recent years.

Jiang Chi didn't see the little milk dumpling in the bedroom, and he didn't stay in bed. It seems that his health is much better?

Jiang Chi dragged the screen, looked for Xiaonaituanzi, and finally turned into the study, and saw Xiaonaituan behind the large carved rosewood desk. The little guy was holding a red writing brush, seriously reviewing the memorial.

It looks good, the game is really a game, there is only life and death, there is no such thing as weak or weak.

The desk is full of memorials, and next to the memorials are high-quality pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Jiang Chi finally understands that the whole game is full of high level, except for the protagonist of the game...

It's like a joke...

Jiang Chi quietly watched Xiaotuanzi in the picture reviewing the memorials one by one, sometimes frowning, sometimes tilting his head, sometimes pursing his mouth, thinking with the tip of the brush on his chin...

Although he pissed off the little Naituan yesterday, Jiang Chi still couldn't help reaching out and touching the little Naituan's hard-working head.

The fried hair looks cuter.

Sure enough, Little Naituan stopped for a moment, then raised his head to look around. Jiang Chi looked at the picture, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and he reached out to touch it again.

A white dialog box popped up above Xiao Naituan's head: Who are you?

Jiang Chi was stunned, the interaction design of this game is so good?The little man actually asked him questions.

Jiang Chi looked at the interface carefully, there is a gray caution in the upper left corner, and 0 is written in the gray bar behind it, I don’t know what it is for, the upper right corner is a gold coin bar, he currently has 0 gold coins left, and the lower right corner is a store, which he just expanded Maps are purchased in the store.

But

There is no place for typing in the entire interface.

He didn't know how to reply, and a new dialogue bubble popped up above Xiao Naituan's head: Did you save me?

Jiang Chi thought for a while, then lightly pressed down on the forehead of the little milk dumpling.

Well, it's me.

In the next second, Jiang Chi watched a pink heart emerge from the heart of Xiaonai Tuanzi, with two small angel wings, flickering in the air, floating towards the upper left corner, and finally fell into the heart In the profile.

The original gray heart instantly turned pink, and the progress bar behind it showed: 1