Maybe a Fake Gintama - Chapter 540

[Chapter 497: Some nouns can also be used as adjectives!]

Looking at the text message editing page on the communicator in his hand, ten minutes have passed, and Jiang Cheng still hasn’t figured out what kind of text message he should edit and send.

Jiang Cheng smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly and shook his head gently, and finally put the communicator back in his arms, leaning on the bench with his hands up and his face raised.

What Jiang Cheng didn’t know was that at the corner of the corridor that was only a few meters away from the rescue room, Yue Yong was leaning against the wall with his arms in his arms.

“Well, are you the patient’s boyfriend?” The fat head nurse walked out of the emergency room and said to Jiang Cheng.

“Hey, tell me nonsense and make you into a roasted pig with five flowers.” Jiang Cheng stood up and reminded blankly.

“Anyway, your love… No, your friend is out of danger, and can be transferred to the general ward now.” The head nurse exhorted, “Try not to insert it in the future… No, stimulate his anus.

” Hey, it’s not that kind of relationship anymore!” Jiang Cheng’s face instantly burst into blue veins, and he shouted with white eyes, “He’s just constipated! He’s only constipated until he’s been in the toilet for four hours! A little bit with me. It doesn’t matter! I just lent him the toilet!”

“Well, if you’re constipated, remember to let him eat more bananas. Maybe lubricate it in advance…”

“Wait, what is prelubricating? What? What do you mean? In the end, do you still think we have that kind of relationship? Do you want to die? Fat woman? Ah? Do you want me to make roasted streaky flowers and feed them to stray cats? Huh?”

…

It’s already dawn at seven o’clock in the morning Completely, Quan Zang, who was in the hospital bed and wearing a hospital gown, only woke up leisurely.

“Yo, it looks like I’m lucky, I didn’t die because of excessive blood loss.” Jiang Cheng, who was sitting on a chair next to the wall, was flipping through a jump book and said without raising his head.

“It’s almost,” Quan Zang curled his lips, “I saw my dead father beckoning to me across the river. If I hadn’t disliked him too much, I’d probably have passed.”

“Isn’t it good in the past?” Jiang Cheng replied casually while looking at the jump in his hand, “You can reunite with your father. And this way of dying feels unexpectedly suitable for you. Constipation leads to hemorrhoids. Attack, unbearable pain and excessive blood loss to death, tsk tsk tsk, it is not the way of death for ordinary people, only you are worthy of the elite ninja of the imperial court.”

“Indeed,” Quan Zang I couldn’t help laughing, “It sounds like a way to die that will be remembered for a lifetime, although it’s not exactly like a ninja’s way of dying, but if it really comes to the end of life, I’m quite I hope I end my life in this way.”

“Really?” Jiang Cheng responded casually, still looking down at the jump in his hand, “If that’s the case, I’ll probably laugh at the funeral. It came out loud. Is that okay?”

“Then please bear with me, because I’m afraid I can’t help laughing with you. In the end, the funeral was ruined because I frightened the guests, but I would be very embarrassed. ”

I’m sorry, I can’t help but not laugh. If you want to stop laughing, you have to not invite me, but I don’t think it’s possible, because the chance to laugh at you will last a lifetime.” That time, I won’t let it go so easily.”

After speaking,

Jiang Cheng threw the jump in his hand to Quanzo, and stood up at the same time, “If you want to keep yourself from embarrassing yourself, eat a few bananas at the bedside every day. It’s alright. Also, I haven’t read the last page of the jump, so remember to return it to me after reading it. Goodbye.”

“What a strange person,” Quanzo sat up and opened the book in his hand jumped, and hooked the corner of his mouth lightly, “No one lends comics to others without reading the last page. This is the first time I have seen such a person.”

Jiang Cheng did not answer, but stood in the ward The door raised his hand slightly behind him as a response, and then he started to leave without looking back.

…

a few days later, the House of Masters.

“The recent little uncle is so strange, Aru.” Kagura sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding his hands and closing his eyes, with a slightly solemn expression.

“It’s not because of the end of the scam, is it?” Shin Baha, who was wearing a hood and was cleaning with a vacuum cleaner, said without raising his head, “Be clear in advance, if you do that kind of thing a second time, readers will hate it. Oh, there are not many readers will be less and less.”

“OTAKU is very strange,” Gintoki lying on the sofa on the other side flipped the jump and said casually, “Just like Shinpachi. Three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, every day is the same as the new Baji.”

After listening, Xin Baji stopped the movement in his hand, pushed his glasses and complained expressionlessly: “Hey, what is the new Baji? What kind of word is Shinpachi? An adjective? A noun?”

“Calm down, Shinpachi.” Kagura said, then nodded and explained to himself, “Nouns are still adjectives. It has nothing to do with Aru at all. To give a simple example, it’s like Silver Sauce is Silver Sauce Aru three hundred and sixty-five days a year.”

“Oh! I understand!” “It means that Yin Sang is a dead fisheye natural roll with no energy for three hundred and sixty-five days a year, is that so?!”

“Hey, take your salary, three hundred and sixty-five days a year are very new. Eight Haw’s new Eight Haw.” Yin Shi gave a faint glance at New Eight Haw.

“If you replace it with Xinbaji, it’s equivalent to Xinbaji’s disgusting virgin glasses Alu who is in estrus three hundred and sixty-five days a year!”

“Hey! What’s the matter!” Xin Baha shouted indignantly with white eyes and blue veins bursting out.

“But having said that recently, my uncle is really weird, Aru.”

“Don’t ignore me!!”

“Baihua’s young ladies also said that my uncle has been a little abnormal recently, Aru,” Kagura continued to take care of himself. “It was said that he took a man with chrysanthemums still bleeding from his room to the hospital late one night. After returning in the next day, Aru became a little strange.

” something,” Xin Baha spit out silently, “I’ll confirm it again, is it really supporting a man from the room who is still bleeding non-stop?”

“Enough, Xin Baha.” Yin Shi sat up, folded his hands, and said solemnly, “Anyway, it is inconvenient for us to ask so many questions about the orientation of privacy. Cheng that guy is not only a cosmic man and a goddess, but now he is even a man…”

Before Yinshi could finish his words, he suddenly rolled his eyes and fell straight towards the table.

Looking at Gintoki, who was still twitching on the table, who was obviously unconscious, and the three-pointed Kunai on the back of Gintoki’s head, the entire half of Shinbaha’s face began to twitch non-stop. stand up.

“Yueyue!” Kagura shouted in surprise in the direction of the entrance.

“Ah.” Yueyong held the cigarette stick in one hand and raised it with the other as a response.

“I’m going to make tea!” Xin Baha hurriedly walked towards the kitchen beside him.

“No, no, it’s just a little thing that needs your help.” Yueyong said lightly, “I’ll leave after that.” Hearing the

sound, Kagura and Shinbaha looked at Yueyong with some doubts at the same time. .

…

the next day, early in the morning.

Yoshihara.

“Hey, I got up to patrol.”

“Ah, Yueyue…” Jiang Cheng rubbed his eyes and yawned, but he never opened his eyes, “Let me sleep a little longer, yesterday’s game was too much. It’s too late, let’s count it as a day off… Please ZZZ…”

“There is a very important celebration today, a celebration only once a year.”

“I’m not interested…” Jiang Cheng turned to the side with the quilt, and fought again. Huh, “ZZZZ…”

Pfft!

(Kunai pierces) 呲—(blood spurts)

“Hey! What kind of celebration is this!” Jiang Cheng pulled the Kuwu from his head, sat up and shouted angrily with white eyes, “What kind of celebration is this? Will you see blood early in the morning?!”

But just after he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng suddenly noticed something, looking at Yue Yong who was wearing a black cheongsam embroidered with maple leaves in the same style as the previous yukata, “Hey? Yueyue, your clothes…”

“Jiang Cheng sama! A group of Baihua members who were also wearing cheongsam pushed open the door of the room and walked in, “Today is CHINA Clothing Day! Hurry up and go on a date with us!”

“CHINA Clothing Day?” Jiang Cheng expressed doubts one sound.

“Didn’t you say that you can drink casually on CHINA Clothing Day?” Ginshi, who was wearing a long gown similar to the original kimono, came over, and stood at the gate of Jiangcheng with his little finger poking out his nostrils and staring at the dead fish eyes with no motivation. The voice of the rotting dead fish can, “It’s because of this that I came here wearing such shameful clothes.”

Having said that, Gintoki’s right side was still exposed.

“Little uncle! Hurry up and get up, Aru!” Kagura, who did not know when to come, pointed at Jiang Cheng with his umbrella, and shouted seriously with one hand on his hip, “The festival has already started, Aru!”

“Jiang Chengsang, just It’s one less than you.” Xin Baha, also wearing a blue and white long gown, pointed to the sun wheel wearing a cheongsam and sitting in a wheelchair, and A Miao, Qingta, Jiubingwei, who were all dressed in CHINA clothes behind him. Captain Space Fake Afa, Elizabeth, Little Ape, Sogo and others.

“You…” Jiang Cheng opened his eyes unconsciously.

“I didn’t read the last page either.” Quan Zang in a blue gown leaned against the window, raised his hand and threw the jump at Jiang Cheng, “Although it’s a pity I can’t see the ending, but it’s a reverie feeling. The accident is not bad.”

“You guys…”

“Hurry up. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com” Yueyong threw the washed light blue gown that Jiang Cheng put into the cabinet after returning from the hospital. To Jiang Cheng.

“That…although I’m really touched, but …

don’t you think I’m embarrassed?” Jiang Cheng murmured while looking at the gown in his hand, “Are you going to watch me change?”

“Sister Jiang Hua, I tried the clothes, and although they fit well, I still like the clothes I’m used to wearing. But it’s not bad to wear it once in a while, but once a year is good enough to be with you. Attachment jpg.”

The attached photo is a group photo of Jiang Cheng and his group at the cocktail party in the evening of [CHINA Clothing Day].

…

One day, Yoshihara.

“Little uncle, is your birthday on October 9, Aru?” Kagura asked.

“Ah, it should be.” Jiang Cheng responded casually.

“Should?”

“I don’t know the exact date, but I just happen to have a deep memory of that day.”

“Why?”

“Because that day I met your mother and… a bald man.”

(Jiang Cheng’s birthday Chapter, end)

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