May Be the Fake Gintama

　　 Yoshihara, Jiang Cheng is in the room.

Looking at the eye-catching [Internet not connected] on the screen in front of him, Jiang Cheng holding the gamepad was stunned for two seconds, then yelled, "Yueyue--!! Did you cut off the line on purpose again?! It’s not over yet?! Why do I have to disconnect the line every time I’m having fun?!"

Yueyong, who just passed Jiang Cheng’s door, heard Jiang Cheng’s screams, and suddenly several blue veins burst on his face. He involuntarily took out a few kunai from his arms and opened the door of Jiang Cheng’s room and rushed in. Jiang Cheng's room.

　　 But when Yueyong just stepped into the door of Jiang Cheng's room, she was stunned, because... Yueyong noticed that there was more than Jiang Cheng in the room...

　　 "It's still an idiot as always, Jiang Cheng." Takasugi snorted, and then put the sword on Jiang Cheng's neck back.

"Daze~" Jiang Cheng turned his head, scratched the back of his head, and looked at Takasugi standing behind him with a smile and a young man wearing a green coat and triangular sunglasses with a lute on his back. "What a rare guest~ It's been a long time, Gao Zi~ Who is this next to you?"

　　 "Master Jiang Cheng, when we meet for the first time, please take care of me." Wan Zhai bends slightly, "It is also called Heshang Wan Zhai."

　　 "Not bad!" Jiang Cheng nodded slightly, and praised at the same time, then looked at Takasugi, "You young people are still very polite~"

　　 "Thanks for the praise." Wan Zhai bends down again.

　　 "It's okay, you don't need to be so alert," Jiang Cheng looked at standing at the door holding two unsuspecting Yueyong, and smiled and said, "They are all old [acquaintances]."

　　 Hearing the sound, Yue Yong reluctantly put away his kunai, but the look of wariness on his face has not been cut by a point.

"What's going on here this time?" Jiang Cheng looked at Takasugi and wondered, "If it is still because of insufficient funds, then I really have nothing to do this time. I have 10,000 yuan left all over my body. Originally it was 100,000 yuan yesterday, but after selling a favorite game, all the rest was robbed by Kagura..."

Ignoring Jiang Cheng’s endless chatter, Gao Shan walked slowly to the window of Jiang Cheng’s room, and sat down next to the window, took out the cigarette stick from his arms, pinched it in his hand, looked out the window, and slowly walked out. Said: "Nice scenery, but... I always feel that something is missing. Wouldn't it be more pleasing to the eye after being stained with blood?"

　　 "What are you talking about? Bastard!" Yue Yong took out Kunai again, looking at Takasugi with an unkind expression.

"Calm down, Yueyue," Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said casually, "Gao Tsai has this kind of personality, and his literary and artistic expressions are dying. In fact, what he really meant was [if you can put some on the street The fresh bright red flowers will be very beautiful.]"

　　 "I can't hear you at all!" Yue Yong cried, "How did you hear this kind of advice?!"

　　 "I said it's okay," Jiang Cheng shrugged, then squinted and said with a smile, "Go out, just leave the things here to me."

　　 "I... have no interest in Yoshihara," Takasugi slowly turned his head, looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "But... it's only temporarily."

　　 "It's still the same as before," Jiang Cheng touched the back of his head and smiled, "Gao Tsai, you always say these confusing words. But, if you are not a little bit literary, you are not Gao Tsai."

As he said, Jiang Cheng looked at Yue Yong with a puzzled look, "By the way, are men with a little bit of literature and art really that popular now? Do I want to become a bit more literary? For example, standing at the window and sighing. "Today's wind is very noisy] How about this? Will it become more popular?"

　　 "How could it be! Stupid!" Yue Yong cursed with her eyes white.

"But from before, as long as you go to Hualiu Street with Gaozi and the others, the wandering girls always surround the cold and literary Gaozi..." Jiang Cheng murmured, pointing to his chin, and then suddenly thought What happened, and then I didn't know where to find a bandage, and after learning how to draw a gourd by Takasugi, I changed myself to exactly the same shape.

　　 Then, Jiang Cheng came to Yueyong, smiled and said, "borrow it~", then took out the cigarette stick from Yueyong's waist, and then followed the posture of Takasugi and sat down by the window.

　　 Following Takasugi's posture, he held the cigarette stick in his hand, and after a light sip, "cough cough cough cough...that..."

　　 said, Jiang Cheng looked out the window softly, and slowly said, "Nice scenery~"

　　 "How is it?! Are you handsome?!" Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at Yue Yong with a feverish expression, "Is it super handsome?! Cough cough cough..."

　　 "Not at all! An idiot!" Yue Yong said with white eyes, "If you don't know how to smoke, don't smoke!"

　　 "That's right," Jiang Chenghan smiled and scratched his head. "It's really hard to imitate others, but it's easier to be yourself."

　　 "Enough, I'm not here to see you playing tricks." Takasugi said.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Cheng stood up with a look of alert, and firmly covered his chest, "Sure enough...you still stared at my money! What you said is exactly the same as last time! That's what you said last time. After that, I took away half of the property in the Fengxian Treasury!"

　　 Takasugi: "..."

"Master Jiang Cheng," Wan Zhai couldn't stand it, and quickly defended Gao Shan. "It's not like that anymore. Thanks to Master Jiang Cheng's generous donation last time, the Ghost Soldiers can be formed smoothly. Now, Ghost Soldiers The team’s funding problem has been resolved."

　　 "Really?!" Jiang Cheng asked with a serious face.

　　 "Really." Wan Zhai nodded.

"That's really great, I thought I was going to bleed again," Jiang Chengxin patted his chest with lingering fear, and then looked at Yue Yong with a look of happiness, and said: "Great, Yueyue, this No need to bleed again this time~"

　　 "Yeah." Yue Yong replied and put Kuwu away again.

　　 "Speaking of Mr. Jiang Cheng, don't you care why Mr. Jinsuke came here?" Some speechless Wan Zhai couldn't help but wonder.

　　 "No interest at all..." Jiang Cheng looked at Wan Zhai and replied, "After all, Gao Zi is not a child. It is his freedom to do things? I am not his Okasang, why should I care?"

　　 "Uh..." Wan Zhai was a little stuck, but he bit his head and continued, "What if it has something to do with your [friend]?"

　　 "No interest." Jiang Cheng replied without thinking and expressionlessly again.

　　 "Uh..." Heshang Wanzai really didn't know what to say this time.

"Enough, Mansai. Talking to this guy should be more direct, otherwise he can't understand it with his brain circuits." Takasugi snorted, then looked at Jiang Cheng, "I have only one request. Recently...Don't leave Yoshihara. One step! I just said it? I'm not interested in Yoshihara, but... it's only for the time being. If I don't listen to persuasion, I don't mind letting Yoshihara bloom a real blood-colored flower."

"Could it be!" Jiang Cheng looked at Takasugi in disbelief, and then his tears dimmed, and he sobbed, "Could it be that Gao Zi, did you deliberately want to remember our beautiful past with me?! Gao Zi! I am so touched. Don’t worry! I will definitely stay in Yoshihara recently to entertain you! Uuuuuu..."

　　 Takasugi: "..."

　　 "Is Mr. Jiang Cheng always like this?" Wan Zhai pointed to Jiang Cheng, who was already covering his eyes and making a choke, looked at Yue Yong and asked.

　　 "Uh... almost..." Yueyong replied with black lines all over her head.

　　 "Yueyue! Take out all the Yakult that is about to expire in the warehouse!" Jiang Chengkan shouted to Yueyong, "Today I will stay drunk with Gao Zi!"

　　 "Which one is not drunk and can't return!" Yue Yong said with a white eye, "When can you drink Yakult and drink too much?!"

　　 "Speaking of Yueyue, you don't seem to know," Jiang Cheng held his hands with a look of gratitude. "In the past, Gao Zi and I always sat on the roof late at night and exchanged cups at the moon."

　　 "Hold the Yakult cup and change it?!" Yueyong cried, "After all, you are not suitable for literary and artistic style at all! Why do you have to create memories that do not exist at this time?!"

"Hey? Why would you know?" Jiang Cheng said with a look of horror, and then he grinned and said, "I didn't expect this to be seen by you. In fact, I and Gaozi each had to drink two boxes every time. As for Yakult, you don’t think Gaozi seems to be very thin, but when it comes to [Yakult], he will not lose to me at all.

　　 "It should be alcohol!" Yueyong cried, "Don't just create some non-existent words, bastard!"

　　 "Yueyue, you still don't understand Fengyue~www.readwn.com~ Jiang Cheng looked at Yueyong with melancholy, "A man of literary style will be intoxicated no matter what he drinks. "

"It's disgusting! What you said!" Yue Yong was stared at by Jiang Cheng's goosebumps, and then Jiang Cheng cursed directly, "And you are not suitable for the literary style at all! What do you want me to do? Say it a few times! You stubborn otaku!"

　　 "It's too much!" Jiang Cheng was finally a little uncomfortable, and retorted with white eyes, "What is called [Waste Chai Otaku]?! Give me some face in front of outsiders, asshole!"

　　 "It's not necessary for a guy like you at all!" Yue Yong was not to be outdone.

　　 "What did you say?! You madam!" Jiang Cheng said anxiously.

　　 "Washing inside!!" While shouting, Yue Yong took out a few kunai and threw it at Jiang Cheng.

　　In an instant, a blood-colored flower bloomed on Jiang Cheng's forehead. Then, Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes and fell down...

　　 "Shinsuke, aren't we here a little too much?" Wansai looked at Takasugi blankly and murmured.

　　 Hearing the sound, Takasugi slowly turned his head and looked at Mansai calmly. After a long silence, he slowly uttered a word...

"Do not……"

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