One day, Yoshihara.

Qingta pushed open Jiang Cheng's door and looked at Jiang Cheng lying on the floor lazy, watching Jiang Cheng who was bored watching TV, and was instantly angry.

Immediately afterwards, Qingta walked up angrily, skillfully picked up the remote control and turned off the TV in front of Jiang Cheng, then turned around and faced Jiang Cheng and reminded him loudly:

"Hey! Brother Jiang Cheng! The broadcast has begun! Please pay attention to the time? Every time the production team sends me to urge you, I am very distressed! Although you can use this to appear on the camera, it is not the kind I want at all!"

"Sorry, Haruta," Jiang Cheng waved his hand, holding the person's forehead, and a little pain appeared on his face. He said weakly: "The head hurts so much, let's forget about the broadcast today. Maybe this is the sequelae of ending a long article."

"Is that a sequelae?"

"Isn't it common?" Jiang Cheng explained seriously: "Just like traveling or something, you feel tired after taking a train for a long time. This situation is almost the same as that."

"You believe it!" Qingta retorted loudly, "You obviously played games all night yesterday! Such dark circles are so heavy, it is obviously the sequelae after playing games all night! It has nothing to do with long-distance travel!"

"So, the little kid can't understand it," Jiang Cheng said leisurely, "Only the little kid can stay excited all the way on the long-distance train, but adults don't know anything at all. The moment they got off the train, they were as tired as if they had just run a marathon, their body and heart were all over. But it was super hard, the marathon."

"The final thing is to talk about is a marathon! Cheer me up!"

"Isn't life a marathon?" Jiang Cheng asked back, "so it doesn't matter if you stop properly when you are tired and take a chapter or two. No, it doesn't matter if you have a long story."

"The only one who will stop and rest in the marathon of life..." Qingta twitched her eyes, and the blue veins on her face leaped.

"So, everyone in front of the screen, today's "Maybe the Fake Gintama" was the one who failed to play. It's over until now because the author's unit held a ten-kilometer marathon rally today, so it's over now. Bye bye." Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand lazily and waved his head without looking back.

"There is really a marathon!" Qingta was in a bad mood, "But it has nothing to do with you in the end! What does that orangutan have to do with you in the marathon? And the broadcast has just begun, okay? How should this situation end? The number of words is far from enough!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'll just fool you with the rest of your time in the Sichun diary you wrote in the just-concluded long article." Jiang Cheng said indifferently.

"No matter how you say this, it's impossible!" Haruta raised his head and hugged, "This time I've burned all my diaries! There was no such thing that was left without a slight ashes!"

"That's the case, then I can only read today's news," said Jiang Cheng, who picked up the Oedo Newspaper of today's date from the side, glanced at it slightly, then handed it to Haruta, and held his forehead and said, "No! As soon as he saw so many words, his head ached faintly. You read it."

"Hey—!! This kind of fooling is too much!" Qingta shouted with blue veins.

"No?" Jiang Cheng asked in confusion.

"No!" Qingta replied loudly.

"Then, there's nothing I can do, let's do it today." As he said that, Jiang Cheng stretched and lay on the floor again. "Director, supervisor, and all the readers in front of the screen, good night...ZZZ"

"Hey!! Have you given up completely?!"

Qingta squatted down and stretched out her hands and began to shake Jiang Cheng violently.

"Wake up quickly. In this case, isn't I the only one left? I can't hold on! At least I can't hold on for the remaining little time! Brother Jiang Cheng! Let's go and sleep, Brother Jiang Cheng!"

"I'm so annoying, little devil," Jiang Cheng opened his eyes, yawned, and continued impatiently: "This kind of thing doesn't matter at all. Compared with animations without pictures, what is it? Do you still don't know? It's something that needs to be read in conjunction with imagination. Three thousand words or five thousand words? It doesn't matter. Just write a place with two names and let the readers imagine the rest of the story themselves!"

After saying that, Jiang Cheng gave a thumbs up at the camera and continued, "I believe you, come on!"

"Hey! It's not that kind of thing at all! Although it does require a little imagination, what you said is nothing but imagination!" Kyuta shouted, "What every reader imagines will be completely different!"

"Have you heard of it? There are a thousand Hamlets in a person's heart! Haruta!" Jiang Cheng said sternly, "In other words, there are a thousand books in a thousand people's heart "Maybe a Fake Gintama"! If you think of this, we will have a thousand readers!"

"Why did the topic go there? Besides, we don't have a thousand readers at all! Don't deceive yourself again, Brother Jiang Cheng!"

"I know, I know, so in the end I should use the same one as before." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and continued.

"The one in the past?" Haruta suddenly thought of something, crossed his hands in front of his chest and beat him a big shot, showing contempt, and then said: "No! My diary is not good! And I have just said it, I have burned it all!"

"Not that anymore," Jiang Cheng sighed, "Even if you don't read that kind of thing, you will know what it is inside. It's not fresh at all for readers. So, you don't need it today."

"Hey? Isn't it? What is that used?" Qingta said in confusion.

"Just look good."

——Special dividing line for small theaters—

"Three Years Group Z, Yinba (crossed out) Teacher Jiang Cheng!"

Gintama High School.

Although it looks strange, in fact, there is nothing I can do about this school name. And there must be some schools in this world that have more abnormal school names than this one.

3 years Group Z.

This Z is not pronounced by Zetto, but by Zui~. Why? Because it sounds more handsome to say this. I don’t know if it was the founder or the principal who said this. In fact, it is not clear whether it has really been said. Although there is no real evidence, this Z is pronounced like this anyway.

If someone asks questions like this, is there really a school with so many students? Then just use the fact that the person in charge is not here and cannot respond.

Although today is Jiang Cheng's first day to work in this school, he did not show any tension.

Wearing a gray coat and a white shirt underneath, but without a tie, and the buttons on the collar were not buttoned up. Jiang Cheng stood in front of the door of the third-year-old Z classroom and gently glanced at the door number in the classroom.

Then, accompanied by the class ringtone, he pushed open the classroom door and walked in.

"It's time for class, you guys." Jiang Cheng came to the podium, glanced at the students who were still fighting in the classroom with his drooping eyes, and reminded him.

The students sat down quickly. Although they were confused, no one made any sound.

"Flip the textbook to page 53, and today we will talk about it..." Before Jiang Cheng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a boy wearing glasses in a student uniform.

"That... are you? Are you a teacher at the school?" Shinbaji stood up and asked, "Did you go to the wrong classroom? This class is for Teacher Yinba."

"Huh..." Jiang Cheng put down the textbook, then grabbed his hair with some annoyance, and muttered in a low voice: "Can't you think you don't know? It's really troublesome. Self-introduction is really troublesome, I really don't want to do it..."

"Huh?" The students present all expressed doubts.

"There's no way, anyway, let's just introduce yourself," Jiang Cheng turned around and picked up the chalk and wrote the word "Jiang Cheng" on the blackboard. Then he turned his head again and said, "Your Teacher Yinba had an anus exploded yesterday due to diabetes. The notification I received seemed to need to be cultivated for about half a year."

"Your school spent a lot of money to invite me from Yetu High School next door to replace Teacher Yinba, who had anal explosion, as your class teacher for this period. My name is on the blackboard. You can just call me Teacher Jiang Cheng in the future. Do you understand?"

"Hi! Teacher Jiang Cheng!" ×n

"Then start class again now, because I have just talked so much, I'm so tired. I'll have the rest of my time to study." As he said that, Jiang Cheng took an office chair from the side, placed it in front of the podium, sat down, lay on the podium, waved his hand and continued, "Anyway, there are no other requirements, but if I wake me up, the consequences will be very serious. Good night...ZZZ"

Looking at Jiang Cheng who was sleeping soundly in front of the lecture hall, Shinbaji lifted up his glasses and looked at his sister in a sailor suit, A Miao, and whispered: "Sister, this teacher looks like a good temper, but he is too irresponsible, right?"

"Xinjiang, have you never heard of that rumor?" A Miao replied in a low voice, "The most brutal teacher in Yetu High School was woken up by students while sleeping in class, and as a result, he beat all the students in the school to the teacher in the hospital... It seems that he is called Jiang Cheng..."

"No!" Xinbaji lifted his glasses and looked at Jiang Cheng who had already started to murmuring on the stage with lingering fear, "Is he such a cruel teacher?! What kind of teacher has our school hired..."

"And I also heard that my relationship with our school's health care teacher, Mr. Yue Yong, is unclear..."

As soon as Ah Miao finished speaking, Jiang Cheng on the stage opened his eyes, drooped his eyelids and said, "Hey, didn't you remind me just now? Why is it still so noisy?"

"No! Teacher Jiang Cheng," Sungou raised his hand, and then pointed to Kagura with thick glasses beside him. "It was the sound of Kagura, an international student, secretly eating the bento, and he also held the sausage to show his power to me."

"Teacher, this is not considered eating bento," Kagura said vaguely while eating, "In our country, I used to eat popcorn while attending classes."

"Kagura, copy the nutritional matching table that your mother told you before going abroad and hand it over to my office." Jiang Cheng raised his head, glanced at Kagura lightly, then stood up and shouted weakly to everyone: "get out of class is over..."

"No! Uncle!" Kagura quickly stood up and shouted while eating the sausage.

"Didn't you say it before going out in the morning? You have to call me a teacher at school!" Jiang Cheng reminded, "Two hundred times!"

Kagura sat down again, while eating sausages while crying silently, while sobbing in his mouth, "Two hundred times...two hundred times...that thing 200 times...woowoo..."

"Teacher! I haven't stood up yet!" Kondo raised his hand.

"That kind of thing is too troublesome, no need," Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said casually, "You remember it for me too. In my class, you don't need that kind of thing in and after class. Okay, that's it, goodbye..."

[Good...so casual...] ​​Except for Kagura, all the students thought to themselves.

The first episode of "Three Years Group Z, Teacher Jiang Cheng" ends...
Chapter completed!