I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

    "Goodbye, sir."

    An Yinong stretched out his hand, but his fingers passed through the black figure. Everything around him disappeared, and he felt that something was disappearing in his brain, it seemed to be the love and hatred of those 'Tian Yinong'...

    No!

    The idea of ​​trying to grab something and this 'disappearance' fights in the brain, causing tearing pain.

    Having accepted the parting, An Yinong could not be calm again, he clenched his fingers tightly and refused to let go, unwilling to forget those bits and pieces, let alone let it go.

    "You give me the system!"

      Shh—don't ask, it'll be heard."

    Annon closed his mouth and gritted his teeth until the pain in his brain passed.

    "This is a way to protect the host from mental breakdown, I know the host doesn't want this, but..." The system gasped, "However, the human body cannot carry too many emotions, it is easy to Become extreme, even crazy. Many of my former hosts are like this, they can't bear to lose, and they can't face the future."

    It looked at An Yinong: "Host, since you have left, maybe it's better to let it go?"

    "What if I don't?" If he wanted to get rid of his emotions, he would rather be a lunatic.

    "But!"

    A huge claw covered with black scales stretched out from the crack, tore the crack open, and the huge body slowly emerged.

    An Yinong didn't know this behemoth, but unexpectedly felt a sense of relief, as if his intuition was saying: This 'person' can be trusted.

    The system trembled, it clings to An Yinong's body, and whispers: "Dangerous, dangerous."

    The huge monster gradually became smaller, its sharp claws were withdrawn, and its horns and tail disappeared. When 'it' came to An Yinong, it was completely human. He has a pair of beautiful and imposing phoenix eyes, long hair like a waterfall, and the corners of his mouth are raised, smiling.

    "Sir?" An Yinong hesitated and doubted.

    'It' is not the same as Mr., but the feeling tells him that this is his Gu Zhengzhong.

    "Follow your heart, Yinong, find me again." 'It' is holding a crystal clear thing, and the fingertips guide the small crystal bead to point Under An Yinong's eyes, a burst of coldness...

    "He Tiantong!"

    Something hit him on the head, before An Yinong opened his eyes, he heard a burst of laughter, as if he was mocking something. He also heard the sound of the wind pushing against the window lightly and the chirping of birds.

    An Yinong opened his eyes, the world was blurry at first, but after a few blinks, it became clear.

    There is a classroom in front of you, there are many students in white uniforms sitting, with a relaxed smile on the young face, a teacher with a big back hair stares at him, it is him just now Hit him with a chalk tip.

    "He Tiantong, stand up and answer the question." The teacher shouted again, from far to near, pulling people back from dream to reality.

    An Yinong looked at the blackboard subconsciously, it was the words he was familiar with, but the strange thing was that the words didn't stay where they should be, but jumped around go.

    Because it was too strange, he didn't react or move, just stared blankly at the dancing words on the blackboard.

    "What are you looking at?"

    "Words seem to be flying." What came out of his mouth was a childish voice, soft, with a rising end, and a little cute.

    This voice woke An Yinong: Who is talking?

    "He Tiantong, go out and stand outside!" His expression was regarded as provocative by the teacher. that power.

    An Yinong didn't quite understand what was going on just now, but he knew that it was not time to conflict with others, so he stood up.

    'Bang', something fell from his knees, and when he looked closely, it seemed to be a cartoon, with a rough style and exaggerated muscles.

    "It doesn't matter if you don't listen carefully in class, and secretly watch this kind of indecent stuff?!" The young teacher was furious.

    "Teacher, He Tiantong said he wants to become a cartoonist."

    Other students in the class looked at him, some were laughing openly, some smiling with their mouths covered, which shows that such things are already commonplace.

    "Cartoonist?" The teacher looked at him with some hatred, "Is this a serious career? Go out and stand and think about what you have done wrong."

    An Yinong bent over to pick up the comic book, walked outside amid their jeers, and the early summer wind blew, he sneezed and was fully awake.

    "It's over." He closed his eyes.

    Because Tian Xi suffered from crimes when he was young, and after years of overwork, his body could not last long.

    An Yinong was already preparing to retire, but Huang Meisheng was deprived of his status as a juror because of the fraud case, and he still wandered all the way to his city. After encountering it on the street, his remorse was directly full.

    Now he has crossed again, and there is a lack of existence around him, and the world becomes empty.

    Eternal life is still being pursued. He really doesn't know, what kind of happiness is there in this way of being forced to bid farewell to the past?

    "System, come out."

    The system floated out carefully, and the host called it 'system' instead of 'Xiaoqi', which shows that his mood is not very good at this moment: "What does the host want to know?"

    "You know what I'm asking."

    The system hesitated a little, and it looked around: "The emotional separation was not decided by me, it is the setting of the master brain. People who have lived in a small world for more than a year will have such a process. "

    "That person, Gu Zhengzhong?"

    The system's face turned pale, it trembled: "I-I don't know, I've heard some things, but I'm not sure, and I can't say too much."

    An Yinong glanced at the sky: "Can we meet again?"

    "The possibility is not high." The system does not want to deceive the host.

    "...Where is this?" An Yinong didn't think so. He had an inexplicable confidence that the 'it' was Gu Zhengzhong, and they might meet again one day.

    Before that, he will take care of himself and not worry about those who are far away.

    An Yinong became familiar with the environment. All he saw in front of him were traditional Chinese characters, but the environment was very modern. It was a school corridor.

    Contacting the previous situation, the original owner seems to be a student. Judging from the appearance of his classmates, he should be a middle school student, and his reading is not very good, and his relationship with his classmates is also very general.

    Now he was kicked out for not being serious in class.

      Yufeng Building looks like someone donated it.

    "Looks like the nineties, the modern you chose for me?"

    The system hesitates.

    “…out of control again?”

    An Yinong asked casually, who knew that the system really nodded with tears in his eyes: "I originally chose the 21st century."

    What is the use of such a system that runs out of control from time to time?

    "Alright, at least it looks like a peaceful society." Having experienced the famine in the previous world, An Yinong no longer has too many requirements for the living environment.

    "This is a derivative of a novel with a port city as the background, but there are many original authors in it, and the host can take it as an overhead." The plot and memory are given to the host."

    At this time, two people who looked like teachers came to the corridor, wearing white business suits, with fluffy curly hair, they saw An Yinong holding a comic book, shook their heads and left.

    An Yinong closed his eyes and began to receive the plot and memory.

    "Hiss." He opened his eyes again, "Can the plot be sent in other formats? The dense words jumped around, making people upset."

    It was the first time he felt that 'words' were such a disgusting thing that An Yinong suspected that the original owner had suffered a head injury and a concussion.

    The system didn't know why, but it quickly converted the text to audio. This time there were no more beating words, but he still had a severe headache and was very resistant.

    The system thought for a while: "It may be because this body cannot hold too many memories and emotions, and the original owner is just an ordinary person."

    "Is there any other way?" If there is no memory of the original owner, he will be unable to move here.

    "I am now changing to an 'experiential method' to transmit memory. The advantage of this is that the host has a clearer memory, and the disadvantage is that the host may be affected by the original owner's memory and emotions."

    An Yinong touched his forehead: "It's just a little emotional, it's nothing, let's continue."

    "Then I will first extract the important memories of the original owner and remove the unimportant memories. This way the host will be less affected." The system had to continue, this time An Yinong successfully accepted most of the memories and the full story.

    If watching the memory before was like watching a movie without any sense of reality, then receiving the memory this time is like recalling his own life. Many fragments flashed back in An Yinong's brain. Can't tell who he is.

    "I'm An Yinong, not He Tiantong..." After returning to God, An Yinong was in a cold sweat. The memories and emotions of the previous worlds suppressed the foreign emotions and memories.

     "Don't be nervous, the original owner's influence on you will gradually weaken over time, and it will disappear within three months at most."

    An Yinong breathed a sigh of relief.

    The original owner is He Tiantong, who will be sixteen years old. He is the youngest grandson of He Jizu, a media tycoon in Hong Kong City.

    Although the original owner's family loved him, they did not understand him. Over time, the original owner became a little self-sacrificing and developed a temper that was easily provoked.

      .

    Although they love their only child, the way to love him is to give money, and give money desperately. After that, the original owner was cold and violent, and they just transferred people to this government middle school. After that, they were still busy with their careers and paid little attention to the original owner.

    Not many people in this school now know he is the child of the He family.

    Worrying that he is a bit stupid by nature, he will be discriminated against. The He family does not allow anyone to report on He Tiantong.

    However, after transferring to another school, Zhang Yu, the English teacher here, inadvertently discovered that the romantic young master He Chengjue was his father.

    She wanted to marry into a wealthy family, so she deliberately tossed the original owner, took the opportunity to find the original owner's father, and pretended to be a responsible teacher who cared about the child but was disappointed. In the name of the teacher, he colluded with the original owner's father.

    If the plot develops, his parents will divorce soon, he follows his father, and then continues to be suppressed by his English teacher who becomes his stepmother.

    At the same time, Zhang Ming, the stepmother's nephew, calculated this silly and sweet young master in another way, until the original owner was tortured and mentally broken.

    "Host! Host!"

    An Yinong regained his senses, only to find that the palm of his hand was hurting. It turned out that his nails pierced the palm of his hand due to excessive force.

      Smell the dragon.