Maybe a Fake Gintama

Yoshihara, late at night.

"Ah, I don't want to move at all~" Jiang Cheng said weakly, lying on the table.

"You can't do this! Brother Jiang Cheng!" Haruta cheered while sitting at the side of the table, "Today's show has started!"

"It's so troublesome. We should let the protagonist take a break once in a while." Jiang Cheng stretched out his hands and slumped on the table, and his entire upper body also slumped on the table. He replied lazily: "The protagonist should also have a double break." Right?"

"Hey! Good-for-nothing otaku! I told you that the broadcast has already started!" Haruta couldn't help shouting.

"Ah, I understand." Jiang Cheng raised a hand and replied casually, "For today's show, I'll ask you to fool me with your diary or something. Haruta, I don't want to move..."

"You just played games in the house for a week, so you are too tired to move!" Haruta shouted with rolled eyes.

Just as Qingta finished speaking, Jiang Cheng unexpectedly took out a diary, opened a page and read out:

"Well, it's December 11th, Haru. At 2:28:15 in the afternoon, Oda-chan turned around and smiled at me. It's really distressing for me, a popular boy. real…"

Before Jiang Cheng could finish speaking, Qingta snatched the diary from his hand and cursed with a red face: "Hey! Don't look at other people's privacy, you bastard!"

After saying that, Haruta secretly glanced at Hilun who was sitting beside him with a smile. He was relieved when he saw that Hilun didn't respond.

However, taking advantage of this moment, Jiang Cheng secretly took the diary from Qingtai's arms again, opened a page and read out:

"Well, it's January 31st. It's sunny. It's winter vacation. Xiaoli-chan from my class asked me to go out to play today. The two of us went together..."

"Hey!! Did you listen to what people said? Bastard!" Haruta blushed and cursed, and at the same time grabbed his diary again.

"Haruta, let's have a long-awaited chat with mom before going to bed." Hinawa looked at Haruta with a smile.

"Hi……"

"Ah!" Jiang Cheng scratched his hair a little irritably, then sat up, supported his cheek with one hand, and complained impatiently, "What a bastard author, he doesn't ask others if they have time, and does it without permission I shouted, I really don’t want to move anymore…”

Yue Yong on the side did not speak from the beginning to the end.

He lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking about.

"Hey, you guys can at least say a few words," Jiang Cheng glanced at Ri Lun and Yue Yong, "Anyway, try to find a way to push this chapter through."

"Then..." Yue Yong raised her head and said calmly, "How about today's broadcast is from Baihua's main perspective?"

"Not very good." Jiang Cheng replied expressionlessly.

But just after he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng received a kunai on his forehead.

"Hey! You are so skilled at this move!" Jiang Cheng pulled out the kunai on his head, then rolled his eyes and shouted, "What on earth is my head?! What on earth do you think of my head?" ?!”

"The head of an ordinary idiot." Yue Yong replied calmly.

"Smelly woman!!"

…

"Yo Xi! It's almost a third of the way," Jiang Cheng said while sitting there with his hands folded. "If we keep up this momentum, there will be absolutely no problem! There will be absolutely no problem with today's broadcast!"

With that said, Jiang Cheng changed the topic, picked up Haruta's diary, opened a page and read:

"February 13th, Qing. The teacher of the private school in the new semester has rearranged our seats. Ah, we are sitting at the same table with the very cute Xiaoli-chan! Ah~ I'm so happy~ But compared to Xiaoli-chan, I Still prefer small…”

"Hey!! Why can't you get along with my diary!" Haruta took the diary away again, blushing and bursting with veins, complaining crazily, "When you say hold on, do you mean you insist on reading my diary?! You What on earth is going on in your head?!"

"Haruta, it seems we really need to have a good chat." Hinawa looked at Haruta with a squinted smile.

"oh……"

"There is nothing we can do." Jiang Cheng moved his shoulders and neck and stood up from where he was. "After all, it has already started, so this is the only way to go."

"Hey, before you say this, you should put on your pants first! What are those?! Beach shorts?! Why are you wearing beach shorts at this time? And why do they have to be blue and white striped? Huh?!" Haruta complained crazily, "How much more do you want to expose?!"

"Yeah, I almost forgot, it's so dangerous," Jiang Cheng said, having already put on his pants, then turned around and stretched out his index finger to explain, "This kind of situation also happens from time to time, such as in the studio The lady sitting inside and reporting the news often wears very cool clothes on her lower body that we can’t see. Well, that’s the case.”

"That's not true at all!" Haruta collapsed.

"That's the situation where a man who lives alone just takes a shower to wash away his fatigue after get off work, and puts on more convenient beach shorts because he thinks it's too troublesome to change clothes."

"I don't understand it at all! By the way, half of the broadcast has passed! You haven't entered the state yet! Is this situation really okay?!"

"That's a long way to go, kid," Jiang Cheng frowned and complained, "How old do you think I am? I'm not at the same level as the youthful and passionate brats in jump shounen comics, okay? I'm not the same at all. He is almost thirty years old. Men of this age cannot enter the state so quickly. The fatigue of life has eroded the whole body of men of this age. Without foreplay, it is difficult to enter the state easily. "

"Hey, that last sentence was terrible." Haruta narrowed his eyes and complained with disdain.

"But basically there is no difference," Jiang Cheng shrugged, "Let such an uncle compete with the new generation of jump, my scalp goes numb just thinking about it. And I bet, even if they arrive I’m about the same age.”

"It's all about jump!"

"To give a simple example," Jiang Cheng continued, "For example, when Naruto became the Seventh Hokage, is he completely different from before? In the past, he was always full of energy, but as he got older, I have dark circles under my eyes every day. That’s a perfect example of being overwhelmed by the trivial life!”

"Hello!!!"

"So, don't look at the popular young boys in Jump who look like that now. I'm sure that when they reach Naruto's age, they will basically be the same." Jiang Cheng continued with a serious look, " When I go home after get off work and fall asleep, my wife doesn’t dare to complain, and she doesn’t care about the daily life of her children. It will definitely end up like that!”

"Stop talking about NARUTO!"

"Let's take another example, say Sasuke?"

"Isn't it still the same?!" Haruta yelled, and then sighed, "Really, Brother Jiang Cheng, the example you gave is very one-sided. Can't you occasionally learn from Kakarot in Dragon Ball? Kakarot. Carrot is also old, but he is not as lazy as you, he is still full of enthusiasm."

"No, no, it's not the same type of work at all," Jiang Cheng waved his hand and replied impatiently, "After all, Dragon Ball is also a fighting work. How can uncles like us, who are the protagonists, behave in this work on a daily basis? Maybe it’s comparable?”

"Can't you be a little more motivated?!"

"Ah, I know." Jiang Cheng impatiently picked out his ears with his little finger, then sat down at the table again, and took out a thick stack of envelopes from his arms, the expression on his face became serious. .

After a pause, Jiang Cheng said seriously: "Then, it's time for readers to write letters!"

"Is there still such a thing?!"

"Then the first letter, this is from OOO classmate who comes from OOO," Jiang Cheng opened the letter casually, "[Please help me send it to ONEPIECE...]"

Before he finished reading, Jiang Cheng directly crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the trash can. Then he said to the camera with a smile: "Ah, Mr. OOO, I have delivered it to you, don't worry. .”

As he said that, Jiang Cheng looked at Ri Lun and Yue Yong who were still drinking tea, scratched the back of his head and said with a silly smile: "Ah~ this kind of thing happens from time to time. People who write down the wrong address for letters..."

Haruta: "..."

"The second letter is from OOO-chan from OOO," Jiang Cheng said, opening an envelope again, taking out the letter paper and reading out, "Hello, I am a big fan of Gintama, and I like Gintama the most. Sang, can you send this letter to Yin Sang...]"

Jiang Cheng quickly crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the trash can nearby. After being silent for a long time with a dark face, he smiled again and said, "Well, OOO-chan, don't worry, I've already conveyed it to you. That kind of loser with silver curly hair that is almost rotten. You can basically see it if you look through the trash can at home. So, next time if you want to say something to him, you can point it at the trash can at home. Say oh."

Haruta: "..."

"Let me do it," Haruta sighed softly, then picked out a letter from the envelope on the table, opened the envelope, took out the letter paper and read, "This is from Miss OOO from OOO. , [Hello, I am a single mother. I have seen in previous episodes that Hinawa Taifu seems to be responsible for the food of a useless otaku and Haruta little devil every day. I think it is really hard~ because I also have them at home. A child who is picky about food every day, so I would like to ask Nichiwa Taifu how to make delicious and nutritious food...】"

Before Qingta finished reading, Jiang Cheng snatched the letter away, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can nearby.

"Well, Miss OOO from OOO," Hiwa held out an index finger and faced the camera with a smile on her face, "Just remember one sentence, cooking depends on love! When making a bento for Haruta I always have this kind of mood. As for that good-for-nothing otaku, I cook for him with the mood of [Don’t waste ingredients that are about to spoil].”