Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 802: : Involution is actually a normal state!

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

Yoshihara.

"Huh?!"

Jiang Cheng let out a surprised voice, then turned his head and retorted at Yueyong with an unhappy expression on his face: "Why! Why does Songyang ask me to compensate for the floor that Songyang knocked down! Stop kidding! Whoever knocked it down? Who should pay for it! Saying a piece of floorboard 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 once 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 is not one of my disciples, there are several left! They also said, "Don't be so stingy, and give us a little of your burden. "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 around and walked towards the door, while not forgetting to leave the last sentence: "Their share will be handed over to them. you."

"Hey—!"

……

On the ground, Kabukicho.

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

Muttering in his mouth, Jiang Cheng walked towards the Master Room.

"How much is appropriate? There are five floors and a total of 100,000 yuan. If 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 honest (multiplied by ten), that is to say, each of the three of them can help me share one million equally. Yes, Yin Shi, wig, Gao Zai, each one can pay one million! "

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 just wanted to kick the door when he came to the door of the Master's House, 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 repaired but useless.

"What! Songyang is too eccentric! Yinsang doesn't care about borrowing money from him, but he turned around and funded 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 room door and rushed into the entrance. He kicked the living room door again and came into the living room. He stared with big red eyes and shouted with cracked teeth.

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

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

"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 catties 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 incredible too?" When he was already drunk, he looked at Jiang Cheng with hazy eyes, and kept complaining, "Everyone is Songyang. My disciple, why did you only give this guy five million? He only gave 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 Don't you blink?"

"Jiang Cheng, have you forgotten what the teacher did before?" Gui reminded very easily, holding his hands and closing his eyes, "That's the Heavenly Daoists who control the entire universe of Altana! Property, it's easy to buy a few planets, right?"

"No, it's definitely not that reason." Jiang Cheng raised his hand and returned with squinting Doudou's eyes, "The money in Tiandaozhong's treasury was basically misappropriated by me to study Altana. Naruto's Naruto could only 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 Hao..."

"Uh..." After being silent for a while, Gui suddenly thought of something again, put up a forefinger and said easily: "That is Chunyu, as the largest pirate group in the galaxy, the wealth they have accumulated is also 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 the Chunyu mothership? Whether it was Chunyu's spaceships, or The assets accumulated by those spring rains should all disappear into the universe, right..."

"Hello,"

Yin Shi waved his hand and said contemptuously: "In this day and age, who would be foolish enough to pile up all their property at home? It must be that one, definitely put all the money in the bank, and the teacher will definitely put the passbook in the end. Bring it out."

"So...that's what it is!" Jiang Cheng tapped his palm with his hand, 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 him. There can be no other reason than being rich! 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 and Yin Shi turned around together and took 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 know this kind of thing, how could a fool tell Gao Zai about this kind of thing? The truth is that there are more monks and less porridge. I've known it since I was a kid!"

Yin Shi chuckled and praised: "Really, as expected of a selfish ghost who has been keen to eat alone since he was a child, I don't need to say it to understand this truth."

"Then... on!"×2

Speaking of which, Jiang Cheng, together with Yin Shi, stood up straight with a serious expression, and 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's

——The light of money!

But the two of them don't know, the words just now have been heard by many people.

For example, a glasses girl hiding on the ceiling, the glasses girl's mental activity is like this:

——If you have those fortunes, Yinsang... Yinsang will definitely marry me!

For example, Song Pinggong who just passed by downstairs, Song Pinggong'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 Jiang Cheng were not the only ones who started the action after this...

……

Another week flies by.

"Thank you for your patronage."

In a convenience store, the front desk is wearing a convenience store staff uniform, bowing his head and thanking him.

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

Simply put, 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 just checked out 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 all out, but there is still no news at all."

"Don't worry! There will be news for sure! Kagura and Shinpachi 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, so do I." Yinshi nodded, his expression softening a bit.

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

"Hum hum...hahahahahahahahaha..."

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

……

It's another week.

Finally, Jiang Cheng and Yin Shi finally found Song Yang after countless efforts and searches, and after passing by Oboro, who was busy working as a part-time worker, without recognizing it.

At 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 with the shadow of the setting sun, Jiang Cheng and Yinshi, who are more than 20 meters away from Songyang, have long been Tears.

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

Songyang also 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 troubled appearance of the two, Songyang knew that the two disciples must 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.

Thinking like this, Songyang looked at Jiang Cheng and Yinshi who were running towards him with tears in their eyes. He was about to say something, but before he could speak, he suddenly heard many people talking in unison. ...

“Mr. 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.

If you look at it this way, your disciples are indeed excellent, and they are so good that everyone 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, there was a burst of warmth 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 opened his eyes and showed a face that looked like he was in the past, but with a lot of relieved smiles, and finally answered softly.

"Hi..."

But...

Matsuhei, 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!"

The little monkey with the few remaining Yuting Fanzhong pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and scolded: "Shut up! The money is mine! It's my marriage fund with Yinsang!"

"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!"

"Hmm..."

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: "No There is too much difference in the number of people used, 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 opened his mouth, was tightly guarded by Jiang Cheng and Yinshi who arrived before he finished speaking. At the same time, Xinbaji, Kagura and many Baihua sisters also Protect Songyang among the crowd.

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

"Silver time..."

Songyang murmured, although this scene really touched 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.

Um...so what the **** is going on? Songyang was puzzled.

"Songyang-sensei, let us guard this time." Xin Baha held a wooden knife with a firm gaze.

"You..."

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

"Prepare..." Jiang Cheng said.

"Up!!"

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

Looking at the inseparable crowd, 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 beginning. Ah! You...you bastard..."

Looking at Yin Shi, who was covering his stomach with a sudden change of expression, Jiang Cheng struggled to get up and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Yin Shi! Do you think I can't think of such a thing?! Be prepared! Do you think I will kindly invite you to drink Pocari? No, I have already added colorless and odorless diarrhea medicine there! No...I...my stomach..."

Looking at Jiang Cheng, who suddenly covered his stomach and his face suddenly changed, Yin Shi laughed sharply: "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!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"×2

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

……

The moment 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.

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

Seeing two identical registration forms with the words "Government Sponsored New Era Teacher Training" handed over by a representative of Baihua and Xin Baji at the same time, Songyang smiled lightly.

Actually, there are two in Songyang's arms~IndoMTL.com~ One was obtained this morning from a disciple who inherited his hairstyle, and the other was mailed by a certain purple-haired disciple Yes, just received it today.

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

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

……

Finally, Songyang joined the government-funded teacher training institution of 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 the most promising one is Hao?

By the way, Oboro is just a day laborer!

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