May Be the Fake Gintama

　　 Yoshihara, at night.

　　 "Drink, drink!" Jiang Cheng held a row of Yakult in one hand, and put the other hand on Takasugi's shoulder intimately, "Will you be drunk or go home tonight!"

　　 It is worth mentioning that Takasugi was expressionless from start to finish.

　　 Yueyong, who was across the table, held his forehead with the sky full of black threads, without saying a word. As for Wanzhai, he knelt and sat on the side, playing shamisen in his hands.

"Well, can you change one?" Jiang Cheng looked at Wan Zhai, "I can't understand those at all. Can I change some songs that extol friendship? After all, pay attention to the atmosphere at this time. ."

　　 "Do you think this is karaoke?" Yueyong spit out mercilessly on the opposite side.

"That's right, it's not karaoke after all," Jiang Cheng nodded and murmured, but then, Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of something, looked at Wan Zhai again and said, "Well, at least play one. The first is similar to "Youth Amigo". Only then can I better remember the past with Gao Zi."

　　 ("Youth Amigo": A Japanese song with friendly and inspirational content.)

　　 After hearing Jiang Cheng's request, Wan Zhai looked at the shamisen in his hand and fell into deep self-doubt. After a long time, I couldn't help but say: "That...Although I am working as a part-time musician at the same time, it is really difficult to play "Youth Amigo" with shamisen..."

Jiang Cheng rolled his head, took a light sip, and teased: "I'm ashamed to call myself a musician if I can't even reach that level? Don't be kidding, a real musician can play even with a water glass and chopsticks. Any music."

　　 Wansai's heart was attacked by ten thousand points.

"It can be seen that you can't be called a musician at all," Jiang Cheng then made up his knife, waved his hand, and then said with a sigh, "If you are at this level, don't call yourself a musician in the future. The real Musicians will feel tarnished when they hear it. You can only play shamisen in the old pub..."

　　Mansai’s heart was pierced by Jiang Cheng’s words, but Mansai decided to struggle and said aloud, “Well, now known as the number one Temple Gate in Edo...”

　　 Wanzhai was interrupted impatiently by Jiang Cheng before he finished saying, "I haven't heard of it, completely."

　　Mansai’s heart... was breached...

"To be honest, I suggest you stop playing music anymore, and don't say that you are a musician from now on," Jiang Cheng said with a curl of his lips, "it will be very troublesome, I mean Those real musicians. Give up, give up on musicians..."

Before Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Wan Zhai, with his head down and his face covered in black lines, finally made a move. He fiddled with the shamisen unhurriedly, uh... if you listen carefully, you can still hear a trace of "Young Amigo". "The melody of.

　　 Listening to the shamisen, Jiang Cheng snorted, "Look, if you work hard, you can still do it. Keep going..."

　　 After listening, Wan Zhai showed a touch of emotion and choked silently: "Master Jiang Cheng..."

"Go on, Wanzhai, do you have other things to do?" At this time, Takasugi finally spoke, probably because he couldn't speak without speaking. If this goes on, I don't know Wanzhai will be fooled by Jiang Cheng. Where to go...

　　 "Hi!" Wan Zhai nodded slightly, then put down the shamisen and stood up, gestured at Jiang Cheng and Yueyong, opened the door and left.

　　 "Yueyue, you too..." Jiang Cheng squinted at Yueyong and said with a smile.

　　 Before leaving, Yue Yong glanced at Takasugi again, and then slowly left.

　　……

"Is it really okay? This time our goal is your [new friend]," Takasugi turned his head and looked straight into Jiang Cheng's eyes. When he said the word "new friend", he deliberately dragged the tone. Then he smiled meaningfully, "It's really unexpected, one day you will be able to form friends with Zhen Xuan..."

"Oh, it's them," Jiang Cheng picked up the bowl, turned around and added a bowl of rice to himself from the wooden barrel behind him, and said as he ate, "So, Gao Zi, do you want to be friends with them too? Don’t be shy, if it’s true, I’ll help recommend you. After all, even if you participate in the social networking, you will only play with your own mobile phone. I understand that there are not many friends. ."

　　 "Don't pretend to be stupid," Takasugi didn't mind Jiang Cheng's words, still staring at Jiang Cheng's eyes, "Didn't I say it before? I...I just want to destroy..."

"Ah, I did say it," Jiang Cheng stopped, lowered his head after thinking for a moment, then raised his head and said, "So what's wrong? It's because he said that in front of the readers that he was afraid of changing himself suddenly. Will people hate readers after saying [want to make friends]?"

With that said, Jiang Chenggong sighed, patted Takasugi on the shoulder, and said with a soft expression of comfort: "It's okay, I will explain to the readers for you. In fact, this situation is normal. No one can keep in the second grade. Going down. Although I don’t want to admit it, I once had such a moment, remember? When we were young, when we went hunting wild boars in the mountains, I picked up a stick that looked like an Ax curry stick. , Then all summer I thought I would be a brave man to save the world. But...I just woke up just after the summer..."

　　 Listening to Jiang Cheng's chattering, Takasugi couldn't hold back after all, two blue veins burst on his face.

"Huh..." Takasugi let out a sigh, suppressing his anger, and said with a smile again, "Is it really okay? I will really destroy it all, there will be no blank space, all Will be dyed black and blood."

"Gao Tsai..." After a moment of silence, Jiang Cheng said with a serious face, "When did you like abstract painting? This is not okay, although montage is really a literary style, but for you... er, It's really not suitable. Don't deliberately force yourself to like things that don't suit you at all for your own sake. That's all I want to say, remember it!"

"It seems that you really don't care much about those [new friends]," Taka Shan raised the corners of his mouth and mocked. Then, his expression finally became serious, watching Jiang Cheng say word by word, "I want to know... now , Where are your eyes looking? Answer me."

　　 "So that's the case," Jiang Cheng nodded with his hands in his arms, "I'll just say why you came to me at this time. That's why."

As he said, Jiang Cheng raised his head, holding his hand on his chin, and muttered: "The average person doesn't think too much about this kind of thing when walking, but if you change to Gaozi with only one eye, you do think this way. The possibility of the problem, whether you should look at the front or pay attention to the feet when walking, there are many benefits of looking ahead, for example, you can effectively avoid cars, and the benefits of looking at the feet are that you can avoid stones and the like. …"

　　 "Don't pretend to be stupid, I am not asking this..." Takasugi interrupted Jiang Cheng in a flat tone.

"So that's the case, I know," Jiang Cheng showed an apologetic expression. "It's me Meng Lang. Now you can't look down with one eye and look forward with the other eye. Sorry, Gao Zai , I accidentally stabbed your sore spot..."

　　 "Is it impossible for an individual to do that kind of thing?" Takasugi still couldn't help but complain, "Again again, where is the direction your eyes are staring at?"

　　 "No, I can do it." Jiang Cheng pointed to his eyes (left eye to the left, right eye to the right) and said.

　　 "It's not what you said!" Takasugi couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, "You can't even recognize the direction?"

"Oh, I know!" Jiang Chengduan took a shot, then tilted his head, and put his head in front of Takasugi, pointing to his eyes and said, "In this way, one eye can face down and the other eye up. Look! I might be a genius!"

　　 Takasugi's face burst into blue veins again, gritted his teeth and murmured: "Yes, do you need me to keep you in this position, bastard..."

　　 "Ahahaha..." Jiang Cheng couldn't help laughing after sitting down, "Speaking of Gaozai, you still have no sense of humor like before."

　　 "I think it is better to let Yoshihara bloom in advance." Takasugi said leisurely.

"The direction to look..." Jiang Cheng turned his head to look out of the window and sighed, then turned his head back and smiled at Takasugi. "The wig also asked me the same question before. You two should discuss it. Is it? Or when did you two get together again?"

　　 Takasugi snorted and did not answer.

"So didn't you just say it?" Jiang Cheng stretched out an index finger and continued, "The directions I look at are only [underfoot] and [forward]. As for the specific direction you said... it's difficult to answer. It's."

　　 "In other words... do you already have a specific direction?" Takasugi looked straight into Jiang Cheng's eyes and said word by word.

　　 "Hey? Have I ever said something like this?" Jiang Cheng scratched his head in doubt.

　　 Takasugi snorted coldly, and said nothing.

"By the way, I finally came to Yoshiwara, and it should take a few days to see how you look," Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, looked at Takasugi and smirked, "Would you like me to take you to some nice shops? Huh? You are guaranteed to have the type you like, and you should take a break occasionally when you are busy with work. How about?"

　　 "If you want to go to hell~www.readwn.com~The knife in my hand is always waiting."

"It's terrible!" Jiang Cheng put on a look of horror, but then smirked twice and grabbed Takasugi's shoulders, patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, I will never tell anyone. Yes, including silver time and wigs."

After a long silence, Takasugi shakes off Jiang Cheng's hand expressionlessly and stands up, turning around and walking towards the door, "Your room belongs to me, and...just stay in Yoshihara honestly. , The consequences of not listening..."

　　 "I understand!" Jiang Cheng nodded heavily.

　　 Then Jiang Cheng clapped his hands, and several Baihua members appeared in the house instantly.

　　 "Tonight, send the top cards of Yoshihara's stores to my room." Jiang Cheng ordered, "I must let this old friend of mine feel the humanistic care from Yoshihara!"

　　 Takasugi, who heard Jiang Cheng's words, staggered under his feet, almost unable to stand firm.

　　 "Hi!" Several Baihua sisters responded at the same time.

　　 "If you really want to go to **** now, the knife in my hand will satisfy you." Takasugi stopped without looking back.

　　 "Don't worry, the people of Baihua are totally trustworthy and will never say anything outside!" Jiang Cheng chuckled lightly and gave an OK gesture and replied.

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