May Be the Fake Gintama

"Maybe this fake Gintama (!

Yoshihara.

"Dear readers in front of the screen, I'm so sorry today!" ×n

"Wait, Jiang Cheng, why do you have to apologize as soon as you come up today?" Qingta raised her head and asked in confusion.

"That's because something similar to [Broadcasting Accident] happened." Jiang Cheng raised his head and held his hands to explain slowly.

"Broadcast accident? What kind of broadcast accident?"

"To use a simple metaphor, it's like Naruto can't feel Chakala suddenly, Goku can't feel angry suddenly, Ramen lacks char siu, milk tea lacks pearls..."

"Wait!" Before Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Harita hurriedly interrupted, "Although the first two are not very understandable, they feel a bit serious, but is the latter metaphor a bit too perfunctory? It doesn't matter at all. what!"

"No, the ramen lacking char siu and the milk tea lacking pearls are, in a sense, more serious than the other two." Jiang Cheng looked serious.

"I don't understand it at all!" Harita exclaimed, "Then what exactly will the show do today? It's already started!"

"No way, let's fool around with some general episodes today," Jiang Cheng waved his hand, and said indifferently, "Just use [Jiang Cheng's Top Ten Classic Lines], [Jiang Cheng's Top Ten Handsome battle scene] Just fool around."

"There's that kind of thing there!" Haruta exclaimed, but then suddenly thought of something, he stretched out an index finger and suggested with some excitement, "Then, how about a [Haruta-kun's handsome moment]?"

"Yes!" Jiang Cheng knocked on his hands suddenly, then he never knew where he took out a diary, and opened a page directly, "Today, use your diary that you didn't finish reading last time, basically today Don’t worry about the broadcasts."

"Wait a minute!" Harita snatched her diary and shouted blushingly, "Why do you use this method this time?! I was severely criticized by my mother last time. Yeah!"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't have it," Jiang Cheng shrugged indifferently, "Anyway, I've turned it over several times, and I have written down the general content. That is the special chapter of "Maybe this Fake Gintama": Haruta's Such disgusting diaries are made public! Start! December 11th, sunny day. Today..."

"Shut up for me!" Harita rushed forward and covered Jiang Cheng's mouth, blushing and shouted, "I beg you! Can you stop playing this kind of bridge?!"

"But ah, I always have to say something for today's broadcast, right?" Jiang Cheng took off Harita's little hand, and complained with a light sigh.

"Then you don't need to make my diary public! Children also have privacy!"

"Well, even if you don't read that kind of thing, everyone can basically guess it." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said with an impatient expression. It's a bit disgusting content like this."

"No! It's friendship, hard work, and victory! It's a teenager's dream!"

"Speaking of Xiaoli and Xiaofang, which one do you like better?" Jiang Cheng asked suddenly.

"Of course..." Harita blurted out without hesitation, but then he reacted and covered his mouth, "Foul! It's a foul to ask this question suddenly!"

"Look, it's all exposed after a little test," Jiang Cheng pointed at Harita, teasing his face, "It is more reasonable to say that exposure is because you blew yourself up. It is a bit disgusting to think of yourself in this way. It's all exposed!"

"That doesn't count at all!"

"Then come and read the composition of your mid-term test," Jiang Cheng picked up a note from the side and opened it and started reading directly, "Title: I want to be like a flower, Haruta."

"No, no, no, no! This level is too much! Hell! It's hell!" Qingtai blushed and rushed forward, trying to seize Jiang Cheng's notebook.

However, Jiang Cheng didn't care at all, and casually reached out his hand and held Haruta's head to block it in place. Looking at Harita's side, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get closer to Jiang Cheng.

"Ahem, I'm starting." Jiang Cheng glanced at the smiling Sunwheel and the expressionless Yueyong who had been making second-hand smoke since the beginning, then nodded, cleared his throat and formally I began to read, "The flowers are beautiful, and the flowers are beautiful. I also want to make my own flower bloom, one day..."

"It's upside-down! I used it accidentally! Everyone will do that too, right? Right?!" Haruta blushed and hurriedly explained in the direction of the camera.

"Bath in the sun and bloom, that is the flower." Jiang Cheng continued unhurriedly, "But I don't want to use my beauty to compete with other flowers, (Harita: That's enough!) Because I don't have to Strive for the first place, (Qingtai: bad bad bad bad) I am me, the only one."

Jiang Cheng closed his notebook after reading, then turned his head and smiled secretly, covering his mouth.

"I wrote it out. I wrote it when I didn't pay attention. It's a primary school student after all." Qingtai explained by scratching the back of her head with shame. Right? Absolutely understandable, right?"

"Understand and understand." Hilawa said with a smile.

"As long as Mom can understand, the readers in front of the screen can also understand it. Absolutely!" Qingta comforted herself forcefully, but then inadvertently it was the moment Yueyong smiled.

"Sister Yueyong, did you secretly smile just now?" Qingtai said blankly.

"No, no." Yue Yong turned his face and replied blankly.

"Obviously! Just don't turn your face and cover your mouth and laugh!" Qingta shouted with aggrieved tears, "Does even Yueyong find it funny?!"

"No, I didn't laugh, it was just the sand in my eyes." Yue Yong defended, "It has nothing to do with your kind of elementary school student composition. It is definitely not because you are funny to stop laughing!"

"Sister Yueyong!!!"

"Then, next is the composition at the end of the first semester," Jiang Cheng cleared up his mood and stopped laughing, and opened the notebook again, "I long for a friend, Haruta. I long for a true friend. , He always..."

"Enough! Yacht butterfly!" Qing Tai blushed and grabbed the notebook in Jiang Cheng's hand, and put it in her arms with all her strength, "Don't read it! Don't read this kind of thing! Please! !"

Seeing Qingta's face of shame and angrily, Jiang Cheng curled his lips and muttered disdainfully: "It's nothing, it's just some composition. Hasn't your teacher read it before we read it? Laughing after reading something written by a little devil like you."

"No way, no way! The teacher sees it as two different things from you!"

"Harita, you know?" Jiang Cheng looked at Harita with a serious expression, "All adults are teachers of children! So, just show it to the readers in front of the screen with this feeling! Shame No need for anything at all!"

But Jiang Cheng had just finished talking here, but couldn't help but sneered again in the next moment.

"Hey! It's not what you said! I've been laughing all the time!" Qing scolded with shame, "If you want to read, why don't you read Jiang Cheng's composition when he was a child!"

"How could there be such a thing?" Jiang Cheng waved his hand and sneered. "Do you think I will leave that kind of shame like you?"

"Hey! Bastard ponytail!"

"Haruta, there is no other way. If you hold on for a while, the show will be over. If you read a little more, it will be over." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said impatiently.

"Before it is over, I will be the first character to kill because of shame and anger!" Haruta exclaimed with Aojin loudly, "And isn't today's title MerryChristmas?! How can I see that today's content and title are not there? It's a little bit of a relationship!"

"Isn't this normal? It's better to say that the title has nothing to do with the content. This is the characteristic of our work." Jiang Cheng replied, "If the title matches the content, our work will continue. Is it necessary to go down? No, right?"

"At least point out the theme, bastard!" Qing Taibai cried out, panting, "because it's Christmas! At least a little bit of Christmas content should be added!"

"Haruta-kun, although our world is Christmas, it's not on the reader's side," Jiang Cheng retorted casually, "readers will disdain to read articles without a sense of substitution."

Jiang Cheng had just finished talking here, and suddenly there was a riot of footsteps from outside the door of Jiang Cheng's room, and the floor of the whole room shook because of the sound of footsteps.

"Have there been an earthquake?!" Jiang Cheng said with a look of horror.

"Master Jiang Cheng!" A group of Baihua members opened the door of Jiang Cheng's room and rushed in, rushing straight at Jiang Cheng.

"MerryChristmas!" ×N

"Let's take a look, the title is still clearly pointed out here." Jiang Cheng, who was surrounded by a group of Baihua ladies, raised his hand and waved at Qingtai, "Isn't that all right?"

As soon as Jiang Cheng's voice fell, he was torn apart by a group of Baihua ladies.

"Master Jiang Cheng, do you have anything you want for Christmas? I've been preparing for it for a long time~ it smells so fragrant~"

"Shut up! Why would Master Jiang Cheng spend Christmas with a woman like you! You should be with me!"

"You are dreaming! Ugly! You should have lived with me! I have already booked a restaurant and a love hotel!"

"What are you thinking about! Lovers hotels don't need anything at all!"

...

Seeing the disagreement of all the Baihua ladies~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I looked at Jiang Cheng who was about to be torn to pieces, Qingtai lowered her head and turned her head expressionlessly and walked towards the door. .

At the same time, Yue Yong pushed the Sun Wheel out of Jiang Cheng’s door, completely ignoring Jiang Cheng who was constantly screaming...

"Mom, Sister Yueyong, MerryChristmas!" Harita stood outside Jiang Cheng's door, looking at Yueyong and Sunwheel, with a big smile.

"Haruta too, MerryChristmas!"

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