Since then, a week has gone by in the blink of an eye...
Yoshihara.
"ha?!"
Jiang Cheng was surprised, then turned back to Yue Yong with an unhappy expression on his face and retorted: "Why! Why did Songyang ask me to compensate for the floor that was damaged by Songyang! Don't be kidding! Whoever broke the floor should pay for it. That’s right! After all, 20,000 yuan for a floor is too expensive!”
Yue Yong, who was leaning against the wall next to the door of Jiang Cheng's living room, holding a pipe in one hand and smoking, said casually: "Didn't you once say that you would bear everything for that person? Then please pay the compensation."
"I don't care! Go find Songyang for me! By the way, he's not one of my disciples. There must be a few left! They also said, "Don't be so stingy, and give us some of what you're carrying." ah! Let them take out their share first! "
"Sorry, I only remember your share here." After saying that, Yue Yong waved her hands and stood up, turned around and walked towards the door, while not forgetting to leave the last sentence: "Their share will be left to you. "
"Hello!"
…
Above ground, Kabukicho.
"Tch! Doesn't that kind of thing end at the end of the main story? It would really cause trouble for people."
Jiang Cheng muttered as he walked towards the Wanshiwuwu.
"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 have 33,000 yuan... no, 35,000 yuan. Four into five is 100,000 yuan, and then be a human being I also have to be honest (multiplied by ten), which means that each of the three of them can share one million for me. That’s right, Gintoki, Wig, and Gao Zai, just one million for each of them!”
The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Jiang Cheng nodded to himself and climbed up the stairs next to Denshi Bistro.
When Jiang Cheng came to the door of Wanshiwu, he just wanted to kick the door, but after seeing the tattered door that had obviously suffered a devastating blow recently, he silently retracted his foot.
At the same time, Gintoki's drunken voice and Katsura's voice floated out along with the aroma of beef hot pot and the human-shaped hole in the door that was repaired but was of no use.
"What! Song Yang is too biased! Yin Sang ignored him to borrow money, and then turned around and funded you five million in supplies?!"
"Ah hahaha, Gintoki, what else do you think the teacher values the most is me. When he learned about the work I wanted to do, he funded me so many things without saying a word, hahaha..."
Listening to the words of the two people, Jiang Cheng's expression gradually became serious, and his pupils trembled slightly.
"Five...five...five million?!"
Then he kicked the door open and rushed into the entrance hall. Then he kicked the living room door open and came into the living room. He opened his big red eyes and shouted with teeth chattering.
"Hey! Gintoki! Wig! What's going on with the five million?! Songyang...Did Songyang really give the wig five million?!"
Gui, who was eating beef hotpot at the table, folded his hands and said very casually: "Hey, it's not a wig, it's Gui! And it's not a gift, it's a start-up grant!"
"It's... it's actually true!" Jiang Cheng's pupils were shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Just... even the beef hot pot is so harmonious... there is no hot pot war! Fake... wigs are really rich!"
"It's just a hundred pounds of ordinary beef," Gui scoffed at Jiang Cheng's words like a rich man, "You can come and eat whatever you want."
"Hey, Jiang Cheng, you also think it's incredible, don't you?" Gintoki, who was already drunk, looked at Jiang Cheng with drunken eyes and kept complaining, "Obviously we are all disciples of Songyang. Come on, why did you only give this guy five million? You just gave me a fist!"
"He gave me two fists." Jiang Cheng replied silently, but then he thought of something. He frowned, pinched his chin and asked doubtfully: "Is Songyang so rich? He doesn't even have five million eyes." Blink?”
"Jiang Cheng, have you forgotten what the teacher used to do?" Gui reminded him easily with his hands closed and his eyes closed, "Those are the Tiandao people who control Altana in the entire universe! Buy the properties of the Tiandao people. It’s easy to get down to a few planets, right?”
"No, it's definitely not that reason." Jiang Cheng raised his hand and returned with squinted eyes, "Basically all the money in the Tiandaozhong's treasury was secretly misappropriated by me and used to study Altana, hazy Naraku Everyone could barely eat enough. At the end of the day, only tens of thousands of yuan and the spaceship were left. I kept the tens of thousands of yuan, and the spaceship was damaged..."
"Uh..." After Gui was silent for a moment, he suddenly thought of something again. He raised an index finger and continued easily: "That is Chunyu. As the largest pirate group in the galaxy, the wealth they have accumulated is immeasurable! Xu (Teacher) had complete control over Chunyu before! Then his property... "
"Really?" Jiang Cheng still couldn't believe it, frowning with doubt on his face, "But in the end, wasn't the Chun Yu mothership all blown up by us? Whether it was Chun Yu's spaceships or those Chun Yu accumulated All the assets that came down should disappear into the universe..."
"Hey, hey,"
Gintoki waved his hand and said disdainfully: "Who else in this era would be stupid enough to pile up all their property at home? It must be that one, that one must have deposited all the money in the bank, and the teacher definitely brought out the bankbook in the end .”
"I see...that's how it is!" Jiang Cheng tapped his palms with his hands and suddenly realized: "This makes sense. He can hand over five million to such a useless disciple without blinking an eye. Except for Songyang, who is rich himself. There can be no other reasons other than the enemy country! In other words, our current mission is..."
"Find Songyang!" Gintoki stood up instantly, "Then he cried miserably! Finally..."
"Divide the property!" Jiang Cheng turned around with Gintoki and took the words seriously at the same time.
"Wait a minute!" Gintoki suddenly thought of something again and said solemnly: "Only the three of us know about this matter for the time being. Do you understand?"
Jiang Cheng chuckled and said: "Hey, who are you looking down on? I know this kind of thing without saying it. How could a fool tell Gao Zai this kind of thing? This principle has always been true of me since I was a child. That’s it!”
Gintoki chuckled and praised: "Really, he is indeed a selfish person who has been keen on eating alone since he was a child. You don't need me to explain this."
"Then... on!" × 2
After saying that, Jiang Cheng and Gintoki stepped out of the door of the Master House with serious expressions and straight postures.
Their paths and goals were so consistent. At the end of their paths was the tall man with a golden light all over his face and 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 never lose their direction.
That is
—The light of money!
But the two of them didn't know that what they just said was heard by many people.
For example, there is a bespectacled girl hiding on the ceiling. The bespectacled girl’s inner activities are as follows:
—If I had that kind of property, Yin Sang... Yin Sang would definitely marry me!
Another example is Mr. Songping who just passed downstairs. Mr. Songping’s mental activity is:
—The finances of the new government are in jeopardy. If that person can be asked to donate the money, then...
Another example is a certain person wearing sunglasses on the street. His mental activity is:
—Finally, finally see hope!
In short, Gintoki and Jiang Cheng were not the only ones to take action after this...
…
Another week flies by.
"Thanks for your patronage."
In a certain convenience store, Ogi, who was wearing the uniform of a convenience store employee at the front desk, bowed his head in thanks.
By the way, in the past two weeks, Hao has not had a day off. He has been busy doing various part-time jobs for Songyang's bills.
To put it simply, for Ogi now, life is an endless series of day jobs.
Jiang Cheng, who was holding a bottle of water, didn't notice that it was Long who just paid for him.
Jiang Cheng walked out of the convenience store, unscrewed the cap of the bottle, took a sip of water, and complained: "Ah, I've been looking for him for a whole week, where did Songyang go?"
"Don't give up!" Gintoki on the side looked serious, "The coach said it! Once you give up, the game will end early!"
Jiang Cheng looked helpless: "The problem is that now that I have sent all Baihua out, there is still no news at all."
"Don't worry! There will definitely be news! I have also sent Kagura and Shinpachi out, and there will be news sooner or later!"
"That's true, you will find it sooner or later." Jiang Cheng sighed softly, and his eyes softened a little, "What I can see is Songyang's golden figure like a giant."
"Ah, me too." Gintoki nodded, his expression softening a bit.
"Hehehe...hahahaha...hahahaha..."
"Hmm...hahaha...hahahaha..."
The two couldn't help but laughed in unison...
…
Another week has passed.
Finally, after countless efforts and searches, and passing by Long who was busy doing part-time work countless times without recognizing him, Jiangcheng and Gintoki finally found Song Yang.
Under the sunset.
Jiangcheng and Gintoki, who were more than 20 meters away from Songyang, were already in tears when they looked at Songyang, who was standing on the pier with his hands clasped in his hands and looking up at the setting sun. The majestic figure with a hazy golden edge against the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Song...Songyang..." The two of them murmured at the same time.
And Songyang seemed to have noticed something. He slowly turned around and showed his usual gentle smile.
"Jiang Cheng, Gintoki..."
"Song...Songyang!" The two men's voices were 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 people, Songyang somehow felt that the complicated psychology brought on by the performance of these two disciples three weeks ago disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Looking at the two people's tired appearance, Song Yang knew that these two disciples must have been looking for him for a long time, and most likely wanted to apologize to him.
In the end... he was still a good disciple. Maybe I was overthinking it.
Forget it, just forgive them.
Songyang, who was thinking like this, looked at Jiang Cheng and Gintoki who were running toward him with tears in their eyes. He was about to say something, but before he could speak, he suddenly heard many people saying in unison...
"Teacher Songyang!!"×n
Seeing those acquaintances of his disciples who were not familiar with him, knocking Jiang Cheng and Gintoki to the ground and rushing towards him, Songyang felt a little emotional for no reason in his heart.
Even if they are not familiar with them, they are still willing to call themselves Teacher Songyang, most likely because of their disciples.
From this point of view, my disciples are indeed excellent, so excellent that everyone around them can recognize them in their hearts, and even myself, the teacher, is recognized.
Moreover, these two disciples, in order to find themselves and apologize, actually mobilized so many people...
Thinking about it, Songyang felt a burst of warmth in his heart, and at the same time, this warmth slowly materialized in his eyes, turning into warm tears filling his eyes.
Opening his mouth, Songyang bent his eyes and showed a face that was very similar to before, but with countless relieved smiles, and finally responded softly.
"Hi… "
but…
Lord Matsudaira, who rushed forward with a group of Shinsengumi team members, frowned and said, "Yoshida Shoyo! I've been looking for you for a long time! Let's talk about cooperation!"
Xiao Yuan, who was leading the few remaining Yuting fans, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and shouted sternly: "Shut up! That money is mine! It is the marriage fund between me and Yin Sang!"
"Little ape! I am your former boss!" Mr. Songping's small eyes under his sunglasses were full of murderous intent.
"It's all in the past! The future of Yin Sang and I is more important!"
"snort…"
Hasegawa, who was wearing a cardboard box, held a cigarette butt in his mouth, and stood in front of a group of homeless people who were also wearing cardboard armor, holding a weapon made of cardboard. He pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and hummed softly, and then said: "It's useless. The difference in the number of people is too big. I won’t give up at all this time. Everyone, prepare..."
Seeing the three-legged situation in front of him and listening to the words they said that he couldn't understand, Songyang bent his eyes and tilted his head.
… What are they talking about
"Um...I'm sorry, you just..."
Songyang, who had just spoken, was tightly protected by Jiangcheng and Gintoki who arrived before he could finish his words. At the same time, Shinpachi, Kagura, and many Hyakuhana girls also surrounded Songyang. Protected among the people.
Gintoki said without looking back: "Don't worry, Songyang, leave this place to us."
"Gintoki..."
Songyang murmured, although this scene really touched him - the disciple protecting the teacher.
But...why
"In the final analysis, it's our fault, leave it to us, Songyang." Jiang Cheng also spoke.
Hmm... So what happened? Songyang was puzzled.
"Teacher Songyang, let us protect you this time." Xin Baji held a wooden sword with a determined gaze.
"you… "
"Teacher Songyang, believe them. Please also believe those of us who believe in them, Alu."
"Get ready..." Jiang Cheng said.
"Got it!!"
Gintoki gave an order, everyone started moving at the same time, and the war... began.
Looking at the people who were in a tight group, Songyang still couldn't figure out what was going on. Especially the words "the money is mine" and the like, I have no idea what's going on.
After a long struggle, Jiang Cheng and Gintoki were the only ones standing at the end.
but…
Jiang Cheng, who was knocked to the ground by Gintoki's sudden blow, gritted his teeth and looked at Gintoki: "Ah! Gintoki! You dare to trick me!"
Gintoki showed a treacherous expression on his face: "Hahaha, Jiang Cheng, didn't you say that? There are more monks than there is food, and I have been prepared from the beginning. Ah! You...you guy..."
Looking at Gintoki, who was holding his stomach and his expression suddenly changed, Jiang Cheng struggled to get up and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! Gintoki! Do you think I can't think of such a thing?! I have been prepared for you for a long time. ! Do you think I would kindly treat you to drink Pocari? No, I have already added colorless and odorless diarrhea medicine in there! No...I...my stomach..."
Looking at Jiang Cheng, who was suddenly holding his stomach and his face suddenly changed, Gintoki laughed sharply: "It seems that the two of us really have each other..."
"You despicable and shameless guy!!" Jiang Cheng roared angrily.
"I'll return this sentence to you intact!"
"The money is mine!"
"No, it's mine!"
"Ahhhh!!!"×2
Looking at Gintoki and Jiangcheng who both fell to the ground after a blow, Songyang, who had just gotten the truth from Shinpachi and Kagura, slowly walked towards them with a smile on his face.
…
The moment the afterglow of the sunset completely disappeared, Jiangcheng and Gintoki also completely lost consciousness.
However, Songyang, who was just about to leave, was stopped by Baihua and Xinbaji.
"Teacher Songyang, this is what you need."×2
Looking at the two identical registration forms that read "Government Sponsored New Era Teacher Training" handed over by a Baihua representative and Xinbaji at the same time, Songyang smiled lightly.
In fact, Songyang had two in his arms. One was received from a disciple who inherited his hairstyle this morning, and the other was sent by mail from a purple-haired disciple, which was also received just today. .
"As expected...it's still outstanding."
Song Yang, who took the two registration forms, looked at the two disciples who had just gotten up and held their stomachs and looked for the toilet, and whispered to himself.
…
In the end, Songyang participated in the New Era teacher training institution funded by the government and began 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 Long is the most promising one
By the way, Hagi is just doing part-time work!
Uh... How about the first daily routine? It feels inferior to what I wrote before.
(End of chapter)