Maybe a Fake Gintama

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One day, Yoshihara.

Qingtai pushed open Jiang Cheng's door, looked at Jiang Cheng who was lazily lying on his side on the floor, watching TV boredly, and instantly lost his temper.

Immediately afterwards, Qingtai stepped forward angrily, skillfully picked up the remote control and turned off the TV in front of Jiang Cheng, then turned around and reminded Jiang Cheng loudly:

Hey! Brother Jiang Cheng! The broadcast has already started! Can you also pay attention to the time? Every time the production team sends me to urge you, I am also very distressed! It's not what I want, okay?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Qing, Jiang Cheng waved his hand and held his forehead, with a bit of pain on his face, and said weakly: My head hurts so much, let's forget about today's broadcast, maybe this is the aftereffect of ending a long story Bar.

Is that a sequela?!

Isn't it common? Jiang Cheng explained solemnly: It's like traveling or something, and you feel tired after sitting on the train for a long time. This situation is similar to that.

The ghosts believe it! Qingtai retorted loudly, You obviously played games all night yesterday! The dark circles under your eyes are obviously the sequelae after playing games all night! It has nothing to do with the long-distance travel!

So, little ghosts can't understand it, Jiang Cheng talked leisurely, Only little ghosts can stay excited all the way on the long-distance train, and adults can't at all. The day you get off the train In an instant, I was exhausted as if I had just run a marathon, both physically and mentally. But it was super hard, the marathon.”

The last thing I said was a marathon! Cheer me up!

Isn't the so-called life a marathon? Jiang Cheng asked rhetorically, So it doesn't matter if you stop when you're tired and take a break for a chapter or two. No, it's okay to take a break for a long story.

You are the only person who will stop and rest in the marathon of life... Qingta twitched the corners of her eyes, and the veins on her face were throbbing.

So, everyone in front of the screen, today's Maybe This Fake Gintama is over because the author's unit held a 10-kilometer marathon rally today, so it's over now, bye. Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand lazily He shook his head and said without looking back.

There is really a marathon! Haruta's whole body is in a bad mood, But after all, it has nothing to do with you! What does that orangutan's participation in the marathon have to do with you! And the broadcast has just started, okay? How should this situation end?! The number of words is far from enough!

It's okay, it's okay, just use the puberty diary you wrote in the novel that just ended to fool you around for the rest of the time. Jiang Cheng said indifferently.

No matter how you say this time, it's impossible! Qingtai raised her head and folded her hands and snorted, I have burned all the diaries this time! The kind that didn't leave a single bit of ashes!

That's it, then I can only read today's news, Jiang Cheng said, picking up today's Oedo Shimbun from the side, glanced at it briefly, and then handed it to Qingta, and at the same time Holding his forehead, he said, No way! My head hurts when I see so many words. Go ahead and read.

Hey——!! This kind of fooling is too much! Qingta yelled with veins bursting.

Can't you? Jiang Cheng asked suspiciously.

No! Qing Tai replied loudly.

Then, there is no other way, let's leave it at that for today. As he spoke, Jiang Cheng stretched his waist and lay down on the floor again, Director, supervisor, and readers in front of the screen, good night... ...ZZZ

Hey! Did you give up completely?!

Qingta squatted down and stretched out her hands and began to shake Jiang Cheng violently.

Wake up, if this is the case,

Am I the only one left? I can't stand it! At least spend the little bit of time left over! Brother Jiang Cheng! Get over it before going back to sleep, Brother Jiang Cheng!

It's so annoying, brat, Jiang Cheng opened his eyes, yawned, and continued impatiently, This kind of thing doesn't matter at all. Compared with animation without pictures, what is a novel? You see Is it still not clear? Novels are things that need to be read with imagination, 3,000 words? 5,000 words? It doesn’t matter. Simply write the names of two people and a place, and let the readers imagine the rest of the story. It's done!

After all, Jiang Cheng gave a thumbs up to the camera, and continued: I believe in you, come on!

Hey! It's not like that at all! Although it does require a little imagination, what you said is nothing but imagination! Qingta yelled, Every reader's imagination will be completely different. !

Haven't you heard of it? There are a thousand Hamlets in one person's heart! Qingtai! Jiang Cheng said sharply, In other words, there are one thousand copies of Maybe This Fake Gintama in a thousand people's hearts! Think so If we had, we would have a thousand readers!

Why did the topic go there! Besides, we don't have a thousand readers! Don't lie to yourself anymore, Brother Jiang Cheng!

I know, I know, so let's use the old one in the end. Jiang Cheng waved his hand and continued.

The one from the past? Qingtai suddenly thought of something, crossed her hands in front of her chest and made a big difference, and at the same time showed a look of disdain, and then said: No! My diary is no good! And I just said it , I have burned them all!

It's not that, Jiang Cheng sighed, Even if you don't read that kind of thing, you can know what's inside, and it's not at all novel to readers. So, it's not needed today.

Hey? Isn't it? What's that for? Qingta asked in confusion.

Just take a good look at it.

——Special dividing line for small theater——

Three Years Group Z, Yinba (crossed out) Mr. Jiang Cheng!

Gintama High School.

Although it looks strange, but in fact it is such a school name, so there is no way. And there must be a school with a more perverted name than this one in this world.

3 years group Z.

This Z is not pronounced Zetto, but Zui~. Why? Because it sounds more handsome to say it this way, I don't know whether it was the founder or the principal who said it, but it is not clear whether it was really said. Although there is no real evidence, anyway, this Z is pronounced like this.

If someone asks is it really a school with so many students? If you ask questions like that, let's just pretend that you can't respond because the person in charge is not here.

Although today was Jiang Cheng's first day to work in this school, he didn't show any nervousness.

Wearing a gray coat with a white shirt on it, but without a tie and the collar unbuttoned, looking very casual, Jiang Cheng stood in front of the door of the third-year group Z classroom, gently He glanced up at the house number on the classroom.

Then, with the ringing of the class bell, he pushed open the classroom door and walked in.

Class is over, you guys. Jiang Cheng came to the podium, glanced at the students who were still fighting in the classroom with drooping eyes, and reminded.

A group of students sat down quickly. Although they were puzzled, no one made a sound.

Turn the textbook to page 53. Today we will talk about... Before Jiang Cheng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a boy in a student uniform with glasses who raised his hand.

Um... who are you? Are you the teacher at the school? Xin Baji stood up and asked, Did you go to the wrong classroom? This class should be Teacher Yin Ba's class.

Huh... Jiang Cheng put down his textbook, then scratched his hair a little irritably, and muttered in a low voice: Can't you pretend that you don't know? It's really troublesome. Self-introduction or something is really troublesome. I really don't want to do it……

Huh? All the students present uttered doubts.

No way, anyway, let's introduce myself briefly, Jiang Cheng said, turning around, picking up chalk and writing the word Jiang Cheng on the blackboard, then turned his head again, and said: Your Ginpachi-sensei, due to the onset of diabetes yesterday, the anus exploded, and the notice I received seems to require about half a year of recuperation.

Your school paid a lot of money to invite me from Yetu High School next door to replace Mr. Yinba, who had an anal explosion, as your class teacher for a while. My name is on the blackboard. You can just call me Mr. Jiang Cheng from now on. ,do you understand?

Hi! Teacher Jiang Cheng!×n

Then start the class again, because I'm too tired after talking so much just now, let's study by myself in the rest of the time. As he said, Jiang Cheng moved an office chair from the side and placed it in front of the podium, sat down, and lay down. He waved his hand on the podium and said: In short, there is no other request, but if you wake me up, the consequences will be very serious, good night... ZZZ

Looking at Jiang Cheng who started to sleep soundly in front of the lecture hall, Xin Baji raised his glasses, looked at his sister, A Miao, who was wearing a sailor suit, and said in a low voice: Sister, this teacher seems to have a bad temper. That's great, but it's too irresponsible, isn't it?

Xinjiang, haven't you heard the rumor? A Miao replied in a low voice, The cruelest teacher in Yetu High School, because he was woken up by the students when he was sleeping in class, he beat all the students in the school to the hospital That teacher... seems to be called Jiang Cheng...

No way! Xin Baji raised his glasses, and looked at Jiang Cheng who had started to babble on the stage with lingering fear, Is he such a cruel teacher?! What kind of teacher did our school hire... ...

And I heard that the relationship with our school's health teacher, Yue Yong, is not clear...

As soon as A Miao finished speaking, Jiang Cheng on the stage opened his eyes, drooped his eyelids and said, Hey, didn't you remind me just now? Why are you still so noisy?

No! Teacher Jiang Cheng, Sougo raised his hand, and then pointed to Kagura with thick glasses, It's the sound of the foreign student Kagura secretly eating a bento, and holding a sausage to me. Show off your power.

Teacher, this is not a bento, Kagura said vaguely while eating, In our country, I used to eat popcorn while attending classes.

Kagura, copy the nutritional formula your mother ordered you a hundred times before you go abroad and hand it over to my office. Jiang Cheng raised his head, glanced at Le, then stood up and turned to the crowd Weakly shouted: Class is over...

No! Uncle! Kagura hurriedly stood up and yelled while eating a small sausage.

Didn't you tell me before you went out in the morning? You will call me teacher at school! Jiang Cheng reminded, Two hundred times!

Kagura sat down again, weeping silently while eating the sausage, and at the same time mumbled sobs and kept saying, Two hundred times...two hundred times...that kind of thing two hundred times...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... ...

Teacher! Haven't stood up yet! Kondo raised his hand.

That kind of thing is too troublesome, I don't need it, Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said casually, You also remember it for me, in my class, I don't need that kind of thing, okay, that's it ,goodbye……

【So... So casual...】 Except for Kagura, all the students thought at the same time.

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