May Be the Fake Gintama

A week has gone by in the blink of an eye since then...

Yoshihara.

"what?!"

Jiang Cheng let out a surprised sound, then turned his head and retorted at Yueyong with a displeased expression on his face: "Why! Why does Songyang ask me to compensate for the floor that Songyang knocked down! Stop joking! Whoever knocks it out should pay compensation. That's right! Saying a floor is 20,000 yuan is too expensive!"

Leaning in front of the wall next to Jiang Cheng's living room door, Yueyong, who was smoking while holding a cigarette pipe in one hand, said casually, "Didn't you say that you would bear everything for that person? Then please ask for these compensations."

"I don't care! Go find Songyang for me! By the way, he's not one of my disciples, there are still a few left! They also said, "Don't be so stingy, and give us a little of what you are carrying" or something. what! Let them take out their portion first! "

"Sorry, I only remember your share here." With that, Yueyong waved her hands and got up, turned and walked towards the door, while not forgetting to leave the last sentence: "Their share will be handed over to you. "

"Hey-!"

…

On the ground, Kabukicho.

"Cut! Isn't that kind of thing over by the end of the main story? It's really going to cause trouble."

Jiang Cheng murmured as he walked towards the Master Room.

"How much is appropriate? There are five floors in total, and a total of 100,000 yuan. If the four people share it equally, the three of them will be 33,000... No, 35,000. Four into five is 100,000 yuan, and then be a man. Be honest (multiplied by ten), which means that each of the three of them can help me share one million equally. That’s right, Yinshi, Wig, Gao Zai, one million per person is enough!”

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable Jiang Cheng nodded. He raised his feet and climbed the stairs next to the Dengshi Tavern.

Jiang Cheng, who came to the door of the Master's House, wanted to kick the door, but after seeing the tattered door that had suffered a devastating blow recently, he silently retracted his foot.

At the same time, Yin Shi's drunken voice and Gui's voice, accompanied by the aroma of beef hot pot, floated out of the human-shaped hole in the door that was filled but useless.

"What! Songyang is too biased! Yinsang doesn't care about borrowing money from him, but he turned around and financed you five million in materials?!"

"Ahahaha, Yin Shi, the teacher valued me the most. When I learned about the work I wanted to do, he helped me so much without saying a word, ahahaha..."

Listening to the words of the two, Jiang Cheng's expression became serious, and his pupils trembled.

"Five...five...five million?!"

Then he kicked the door of the room and rushed into the entrance, kicked the living room door again and came into the living room.

"Hey! Silver Time! Wig! What's the matter with five million?! Songyang he... Songyang did he really give the wig five million?!"

Gui, who was eating beef hot pot at the table, held up his hands and said very relaxedly: "Hey, it's not a wig, it's Gui! And it's not giving, it's starting a business!"

"Really...it turns out to be true!" Jiang Cheng's pupils trembled, his face unwilling to believe, "Just...even beef hotpot is so harmonious...there is no hotpot war! Fake...wigs are really rich!"

"It's just 100 kilograms of ordinary beef," Gui sneered at Jiang Cheng's words like a rich man. "You too, come and eat whatever you want."

"Hey, Jiang Cheng, don't you think it's unbelievable?" When he was already drunk, he looked at Jiang Cheng with hazy eyes, and kept complaining, "It's obvious that everyone is a disciple of Songyang. What, why did you only give this guy five million? Just give me a fist!"

"He gave me two fists." Jiang Cheng replied silently, but then he thought of something, frowning, pinching his chin and wondering, "Is Songyang so rich? Five million eyes are not enough. Blink?"

"Jiang Cheng, have you forgotten what the teacher used to do?" Gui reminded very easily, holding his hands and closing his eyes, "That is the Heavenly Daoists who control the entire universe of Altana! The property of the Heavenly Daoists, buy The next few planets are also easy, right?"

"No, that's definitely not the reason." Jiang Cheng raised his hand, squinting Doudou's eyes and returned, "The money in Tiandaozhong's treasury was basically misappropriated by me to study Altana. Everyone could barely eat enough. At the end, there were only tens of thousands of yuan and the spaceship left. I put away the tens of thousands of yuan, and the spaceship was damaged by Oboro…”

"Uh..." After being silent for a while, Gui suddenly thought of something, and he raised an index finger and said easily: "That is Chunyu, as the largest pirate group in the galaxy, the wealth they have accumulated is immeasurable! Xu (teacher) completely controlled Chunyu before! Then his property..."

"Really?" Jiang Cheng still couldn't believe it, frowning with suspicion, "But in the end, didn't we bomb all the Chunyu motherships? Whether it was Chunyu's spaceships or those Chunyu accumulated All the assets that came down should disappear into the universe, right?"

"Hello,"

Yin Shi waved his hand and said contemptuously, "Who else in this day and age would be foolish enough to keep all their property at home? It must be that one, definitely depositing all the money in the bank, and the teacher definitely brought out the passbook in the end. ."

"So...that's the case!" Jiang Chengduan tapped his palm, and suddenly realized: "This makes sense, to be able to throw five million to such a waste disciple without blinking an eye, except for Songyang, who is rich himself. There can be no other reason than the enemy country! In other words, our task now is to…”

"Find Songyang!" Yin Shi stood up in an instant, "Then cry! Finally..."

"Dividing up the property!" Jiang Cheng turned around with Yin Shi, and took over the words with a serious expression.

"Wait!" Yin Shi suddenly thought of something again, and said solemnly: "Only the three of us know about this for the time being, do you understand?"

Jiang Cheng snorted and said, "Hey, who are you looking down on? I don't need to say anything about this kind of thing. How could a fool tell Gao Zai about this kind of thing? I've grown up with the principle of more monks and less porridge. I understand!"

Yin Shi chuckled and praised: "Really, as expected of a selfish ghost who has been keen on eating alone since he was a child, I understand this truth without me saying it."

"Then... it's on!" ×2

After all, Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi, with a serious expression and straight posture, stepped out of the door of the Master's House at the same time.

Their paths are so consistent with their goals. At the end of their path, is the tall, golden man with a gentle smile on his face.

The golden light on men is extremely dazzling, and this dazzling golden light will also guide them, so that they will never lose their way.

That is

- The light of money!

But the two of them didn't know that the words just now were heard by many people.

For example, a certain glasses girl hiding on the ceiling, the inner activity of the glasses girl is like this:

—If I had those wealth, Yin-sang… Yin-sang would definitely marry me!

Another example is Songpinggong who just passed by downstairs. Songpinggong's psychological activities are:

- The finances of the new government are in jeopardy, and if that person can donate the money, then...

Another example is a certain sunglasses on the street, his mental activity is:

—Finally, I finally see hope!

In short, Gintoki and Kang Sung were not the only ones who started to act after this...

…

Another week went by in a flash.

"Thank you for your patronage."

In a convenience store, the front desk dressed in a convenience store staff uniform bowed his head to thank him.

By the way, in the past two weeks, Hao has not stopped for a day, and has been busy with various short-term jobs for Songyang's bills.

To put it simply, for the current Oboro, life is an endless variety of day jobs.

Jiang Cheng, who was holding a bottle of water, didn't notice that it was Hao who had just settled the bill for himself.

Jiang Cheng, who walked out of the convenience store, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a gulp of water, complaining, "Ah, I've been looking for a full week. Where did Songyang go?"

"Don't give up!" Yin Shi looked serious, "The coach said it! If you give up, the game will end early!"

Jiang Cheng looked helpless: "The problem is that now I have sent Baihua out, but there is still no news at all."

"Don't worry! There will be news! Kagura and Shinbaha were also dispatched by me, and sooner or later there will be news!"

"That's right, I'll find it sooner or later." Jiang Cheng sighed, his eyes softened a bit, "I can see Songyang's golden figure like a giant."

"Ah, me too." Yin Shi nodded, and his expression softened a bit.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

"Hum hum hum...hahahahahahahahaha..."

The two couldn't stop laughing at the same time...

…

Another week.

Finally, Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi finally found Songyang's figure after countless efforts and searches, and after passing by Oboro, who was busy working as a part-time worker, but did not recognize them.

under the sunset.

Looking at Songyang standing on the pier with his hands in his hands, looking up at the setting sun, the stalwart back of Phnom Penh's shadowy back in the setting sun, Jiang Cheng and Yinshi, who were more than 20 meters away from Songyang, were already in tears.

"Song...Songyang..." The two murmured at the same time.

And Songyang seemed to have noticed something, turned around slowly, and turned around with a gentle smile as always.

"Jiang Cheng, Yin Shi..."

"Song... Songyang!" The voices of the two became a little louder, and they took a step forward at the same time, their expressions full of relief and worry.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Songyang's heart disappeared in an instant because of the complex psychology brought to him by the performance of the two disciples three weeks ago.

Looking at the dusty appearance of the two, Songyang knew that the two disciples should have been looking for him for a long time, and most likely wanted to apologize to him.

In the end... I'm still a good disciple, maybe I thought about it myself.

Forget it, just forgive them.

Song Yang, who was thinking like this, looked at Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi who were just starting to run towards him with tears in their eyes. He was about to say something, but before he had time to speak, he suddenly heard many people speak in unison...

"Teacher Songyang!" ×n

Seeing the acquaintances of his disciples who were not familiar with him, who knocked Jiang Cheng and Yinshi to the ground and rushed towards him, Songyang felt a bit of emotion in his heart for no reason.

Even if they are not familiar with them, they are still willing to call themselves Teacher Songyang, probably because of their own disciples.

In this way, his disciples are indeed excellent, and those around them can agree with them, even their own teacher.

And these two disciples, in order to find themselves and apologize, actually mobilized so many people...

Thinking about it, a warm feeling surged in Songyang's heart, and at the same time, this warm current slowly manifested in the bottom of his eyes, turning into warm tears that filled his eyes.

Opening his mouth, Songyang rolled his eyes and revealed a face that was very similar to the past, but with many more relieved smiles, and finally responded softly.

"Hi…"

but…

Mr. Songping, who rushed forward with a group of Shinsho teammates, frowned and said, "Yoshida Songyang! I've been looking for you for a long time! Let's talk about cooperation!"

With the few remaining Yuting Fanzhong, Xiao Yuan pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and scolded: "Shut up! The money is mine! It's my marriage fund with Yin Sang!"

"Little ape! I'm your former boss!" Song Pinggong's small eyes under the sunglasses were full of murderous intent.

"It's all in the past! My future with Yin Sang is more important!"

"Humph…"

Hasegawa wearing a cardboard box, holding a cigarette **** and holding a weapon made from a cardboard box, stood in front of a group of homeless people also wearing cardboard box armor, pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and snorted, and then said: "It's useless, There is too much difference in the number of people, this time I will not give up what I say. Everyone, prepare..."

Looking at the three-legged situation in front of him, and listening to what they said he couldn't understand, Songyang bent his eyes and tilted his head.

...what are they talking about?

"That... I'm sorry, you just..."

Songyang, who had just spoken, was tightly guarded by Jiang Cheng and Yinshi who arrived before he finished speaking. At the same time, Xinbaha, Kagura, and many Miss Baihua also brought Songyang to the scene. guarded among the crowd.

Yin Shi said without looking back: "Don't worry, Songyang, leave it to us here."

"Silver time..."

Song Yang murmured, although this scene really moved him - the disciple was protecting the teacher in front of him or something.

But... why exactly?

"It's our fault after all, leave it to us to solve it, Songyang." Jiang Cheng also said.

Hmm... so what the heck is going on? Songyang was puzzled.

"Teacher Songyang, let us guard this time." Xin Baha held a wooden knife and his eyes were firm.

"you…"

"Teacher Songyang, trust them, and please trust those of us who trust them, Aru."

"Prepare..." Jiang Cheng said.

"Up!"

Gintoki gave an order, and everyone moved at the same time, and the war... began.

Looking at the group of people who were inseparable, Songyang still couldn't figure out what was going on. Especially something like "the money is mine", I don't know what happened.

After a long struggle, only Jiang Cheng and Yinshi and the others stood at the end.

but…

Jiang Cheng, who was overwhelmed by Yin Shi's sudden blow, looked at Yin Shi with gritted teeth: "Ah! Yin Shi! You dare to smack me!"

Yin Shi showed a treacherous expression on his face: "Hahaha, Jiang Cheng, didn't you say that? There are more monks and less porridge. I have prepared more from the very beginning. Ah! You...you bastard..."

Looking at Yin Shi, who was clutching his stomach, his face suddenly changed, Jiang Cheng struggled to get up and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Yin Shi! Do you think I can't think of such a thing?! I have been on guard against you for a long time. Do you think I would kindly invite you to drink Pocari? No, I have already added colorless and tasteless diarrhea medicine there! No...I...my stomach..."

Looking at Jiang Cheng who suddenly covered his stomach and his face changed suddenly, Yin Shi laughed sternly: "It seems that the two of us are really each other..."

"You despicable and shameless fellow!" Jiang Cheng roared.

"This sentence will be returned to you as it is!"

"The money is mine!"

"No, it's mine!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!" ×2

Looking at Gintoki and Jiang Cheng who both fell to the ground after a blow, Songyang who just got the truth from Shin Baha and Kagura's mouth, walked slowly towards them with a smile on their faces.

…

At the moment when the afterglow of the setting sun completely disappeared, Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi also completely lost consciousness.

However, Songyang, who was about to leave just now, was stopped by Baihua and Xin Baha.

"Teacher Songyang, this is what you need." ×2

Songyang smiled softly when he saw two identical registration forms with the words "Government Sponsored New Era Teacher Training" handed over by a representative of Baihua and Xin Ba Haw at the same time.

In fact, there are two in Songyang's arms, UU reading www.uukanshu. The com one was obtained this morning from a certain disciple who had inherited his hairstyle, and the other was sent by mail from a certain purple-haired disciple, and it was just received today.

"Sure enough... it's still very good."

Song Yang, who took the two registration forms, looked at the two disciples who had just got up and covered their stomachs to look for the toilet, and whispered to himself.

…

In the end, Songyang joined the government-funded teacher training institutions in the new era, and started a semester-long new era teacher training.

but…

Songyang, who was sitting in a bright classroom with a group of adults, suddenly felt that something was wrong when he saw Hao on the podium.

...Could it be said that Oboro is the most promising one?

By the way, Oboro is just doing a part-time job!

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