Yoshihara.
“To all the readers in front of the screen, I’m so sorry today!”×n
"Wait a minute, Brother Jiang Cheng, why do you have to apologize at the beginning today?" Haruta raised his head and asked in confusion.
"Well, it's because something similar to the [broadcast accident] happened." Jiang Cheng raised his head, folded his hands and explained slowly.
"Broadcasting accident? What kind of broadcasting accident?"
"To use a simple metaphor, it's like Naruto suddenly can't feel Chakara, Goku suddenly can't feel Qi, ramen lacks barbecued pork, milk tea lacks pearls..."
"Wait a minute!" before Jiang Cheng could finish speaking, Qingta quickly interrupted, "Although the first two are not very understandable, I think they are a bit serious, but aren't the latter metaphors a bit too perfunctory? It doesn't matter at all. ah!"
"No, the ramen lacking barbecued pork and the milk tea lacking pearls are in a sense more serious than the other two situations." Jiang Cheng looked serious.
"I don't understand it at all!" Haruta shouted, "Then what are we going to do with today's broadcast? It's already started!"
"I can't help it. Let's fool around with some collection or something today," Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Just use [Jiang Cheng's top ten classic lines], [Jiang Cheng's top ten] [Handsome battle scenes] or something like that can be used to fool around with it.”
"There is that kind of thing over there!" Haruta shouted, but then he suddenly thought of something, stretched out an index finger and suggested excitedly, "Then, how about having a [Sureta-kun's handsome moment]?"
"Yes!" Jiang Cheng suddenly knocked with his hand, then took out a diary from nowhere and opened a page directly, "Today, I will use your diary that I didn't finish reading last time to recharge. Basically, today You don’t have to worry about the delivery.”
"Wait a minute!" Haruta grabbed his diary and shouted with a blush, "Why do you have to use this method this time?! I was severely criticized by my mother last time Woolen cloth!"
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't have it," Jiang Cheng shrugged indifferently, "Anyway, I've read it several times, and I've also memorized the general content. The special chapter of "Maybe I'm the Fake Gintama": Haruta's This and that kind of disgusting diary is released to the public! Begin! December 11th, sunny day. Today..."
"Shut up!" Qingta rushed forward and covered Jiang Cheng's mouth, blushing and shouting, "Please! Can you stop playing this kind of thing?!"
"But, you have to say something for today's broadcast, right?" Jiang Cheng pulled Haruta's little hand away and complained with a sigh.
"Then there's no need to publish my diary! Children have privacy too!"
"It's long-winded. Even if you don't read it out, everyone can basically guess it." Jiang Cheng waved his hands and said impatiently, "Basically what is written in the diary of a kid who enters adolescence. It’s some disgusting content like this.”
"No! It's about friendship, hard work, and victory! It's about a boy's dream!"
"Speaking of Xiaoli and Xiaofang, which one do you like more?" Jiang Cheng suddenly asked.
"Of course..." Haruta blurted out without any hesitation, but then he reacted and covered his mouth, "Foul! It's a foul to ask such a question suddenly!"
"Look, everything was exposed after just a little probing," Jiang Cheng pointed at Haruta and said with a teasing face, "It would be more reasonable to say it was exposed, it would be more reasonable to say that you blew yourself up, putting all the disgusting thoughts in your heart Everything is exposed!"
"That kind of thing doesn't count at all!"
"Then let's read your midterm test essay," Jiang Cheng said, picking up a notebook from the side and opening it and started reading directly, "The title: I want to be like a flower, Haruta."
"No, no, no, no! This level is too much! Hell! It's hell!" Qingtai rushed forward with a red face, trying to snatch the notebook from Jiang Cheng's hand.
However, Jiang Cheng didn't care at all, and casually reached out his hand to hold Haruta's head and block it in place. Looking at Qingta, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get closer to Jiang Cheng.
"Ahem, let me start." Jiang Cheng glanced at Ri Lun, who was smiling, and Yue Yong, who had been making second-hand smoke with an expressionless face from the beginning. Then he nodded, cleared his throat and officially Start reciting, "Flowers are beautiful, flowers are beautiful. I also want my flower to bloom, one day..."
"Inversion appeared! I accidentally used it! Everyone will do the same, right? Right? Right?!" Haruta blushed and looked in the direction of the camera and explained hurriedly.
"Blooming in the sun is a flower." Jiang Cheng continued reading slowly, "But I don't want to use my beauty to compete with other flowers, (Haruta: That's enough!) because I don't have to. To fight for the first place, (Haruta: Oops, Oops, Oops) I am who I am, the only one.”
After Jiang Cheng finished reading, he closed his notebook, turned his head away, covered his mouth and laughed secretly.
"I wrote it. I wrote it accidentally. After all, I am a primary school student." Qingta scratched the back of his head with shame and explained, tears had already begun to roll in his eyes, "Mom, Sister Yueyong, you can understand Right? You can definitely understand it, right?"
"I can understand, I understand." Nichirin said with a smile.
"As long as mom can understand it, the readers in front of the screen can also understand it. Absolutely!" Haruta comforted herself forcefully, but then she inadvertently caught the moment Yue Yong turned away and snickered.
"Sister Yueyong, did you laugh secretly just now?" Haruta said expressionlessly.
"No, no." Yue Yong turned around and replied expressionlessly.
"Obviously! Just now, you turned away and covered your mouth while laughing!" Qingta shouted with tears of grievance, "Does Sister Yueyong think it's funny too?!"
"No, I'm not laughing. I just had sand in my eyes." Yue Yong defended, "It has nothing to do with your elementary school composition. It's definitely not because you turned away and snickered because it was funny!"
"Sister Yue Yong!!!"
"Then, next is the final composition of the first semester," Jiang Cheng calmed down and stopped laughing, and opened the notebook again, ""I long for a friend", Haruta. I long for a true friend. , he is always..."
"That's enough! Yazhidie!" Qingta blushed and snatched the notebook from Jiang Cheng's hand, holding it in her arms with all her strength, "Stop reading it! Stop reading this kind of thing! Please!" !”
Seeing Qingta's shameful and angry expression, Jiang Cheng curled his lips and muttered disdainfully: "It's nothing, it's just some compositions. Didn't your teacher already read it before we read it? Hold it back I laughed after reading what a brat like you wrote."
"If it doesn't work, it won't work! What the teacher sees and what you see are completely different things!"
"Haruta, do you know?" Jiang Cheng looked at Haruta seriously, "All adults are teachers of children! So, just show this mood to the readers in front of the screen! Shame There’s no need for anything like that!”
But just as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, the next moment he couldn't help but turn his face away and snicker again.
"Hey! It's not what you said at all! You've been laughing all the time!" Qing Tai scolded in shame and anger, "If you want to read it, why don't you read Brother Jiang Cheng's composition when he was a child!"
"How could there be such a thing?" Jiang Cheng waved his hand and sneered, "Do you think I would leave such a shameful thing behind like you?"
"Hey! Bastard ponytail man!"
"Qingta, there is nothing we can do about this. If we persist a little longer, the show will be over. If we just read one more chapter, it will be over." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said impatiently.
"Before the end, I will be the first character to be completed out of shame and anger!" Haruta shouted loudly with his veins bursting, "And isn't today's title Merry Christmas?! No matter how you look at today's content and title, It doesn’t matter at all!”
"Isn't this normal? It's better to say that the title has nothing to do with the content. This is the characteristic of our work." Jiang Cheng replied, "If the title matches the content, our work will continue. Is it necessary to go down? No, right?"
"At least point out the theme, you bastard!" Haruta Bai eyes panted and shouted angrily, "Because it's Christmas! At least there must be a little bit of Christmas content!"
"Qingta-kun, although it's Christmas in our world, it's not Christmas in the readers' world," Jiang Cheng retorted casually, "Readers will disdain to read articles without a sense of empathy."
Just as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, suddenly a commotion of footsteps came from far away outside Jiang Cheng's room door, and the floor of the entire room shook due to the footsteps.
"Is there an earthquake?!" Jiang Cheng said with a horrified look.
"Lord Jiang Cheng!" A group of Baihua members opened Jiang Cheng's door and rushed in, rushing straight towards Jiang Cheng.
"Merry Christmas!"×N
"Look, look, the title is clearly stated here as well." Jiang Cheng, who was surrounded by a group of Baihua girls, raised his hand and waved at Haruta, "Isn't that enough?"
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he was torn apart by a group of Baihua ladies.
"Lord Jiang Cheng, what do you want for Christmas? I have been preparing for a long time~ The washing smells delicious~"
"Shut up! How could Mr. Jiang Cheng spend Christmas with a woman like you? He should be with me!"
"You are just dreaming! You ugly monster! You should stay with me! I have already booked a restaurant and a love hotel!"
"What are you dreaming about? There is no need for a love hotel or anything like that!"
…
Seeing the various Hyakuhua girls refusing to give in, and looking at Jiang Cheng who was about to be torn into pieces, Haruta lowered his head and turned towards the door expressionlessly.
At the same time, Yue Yong pushed Ri Lun out of Jiang Cheng's door, completely ignoring Jiang Cheng who was screaming...
"Mom, Sister Yue Yong, Merry Christmas!" Qingta stood outside Jiang Cheng's door, looking at Yue Yong and Rilun, showing a big smile.
"Same too Haruta, Merry Christmas!"
(End of chapter)