Maybe a Fake Gintama

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Contrary to these two people, Atong-chan squatted down in a slightly lost position.

What about you, what do you do?

Sleeping in the open. A-Tong curled up into a ball and said bravely.

Whatever you want, I don't care if you get eaten by monsters, let's go, Hachi-san.

Immediately afterwards, a human-sized background panel with hands and feet came out from the background, and walked towards the hotel without looking back.

Why can you walk?! Xin Baji pointed at the narrator who was walking towards the hotel step by step, and complained frantically, Speaking of which, he must be an uncle! That must be a monster!

...

At night, Atong-chan couldn't hide his loss and squatted alone outside the hotel, curled up into a ball. In front of Atong sauce is a small bonfire...

Atong-chan, who lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, was suddenly attracted by the laughter coming from the hotel not far away, Dang even turned his head and looked over secretly.

This is delicious, Aru!

Oh, shit! It's my pan!

You all eat too much, really, hahahaha...

I'm not lonely... Atong sauce said to himself pretending to be brave, then rubbed his screaming stomach, and squatted down again, hugged his legs and curled up into a ball, lowered his head and went on. Said, No...it doesn't matter if you're alone...

...

Atong-chan: After that, we continued our journey to save the world. I was still the same, I didn't live in the L☆OVE hotel in Gandhara. 』

I was a little scared at first, but maybe I was lucky not to be attacked by youkai while I was sleeping. but……

Every time I wake up in the morning, I can always see footprints in the sand that seem to surround my balcony. Are you trying to attack me? Or are you already watching me? Although not very clear, but strangely, I don't think the footprints are terrible. 』

Compared to this, the laughter of everyone from the OVE Hotel from time to time,

It makes me envious and jealous...why can they ignore me and only they are so happy? Why doesn't anyone come and tell me to come in? While saying that I won’t go in by myself, I continued to sleep in the open while thinking about these selfish things...』

One night... I woke up from my sleep feeling something, and found myself surrounded by monsters! Yes, I finally saw the youkai who left those footprints...』

On the screen, Shin Hachi, Kagura, and Ako are all squatting on the ground, guarding around Atong-chan.

『The monsters are neither trying to attack me, nor are they targeting me, but have been...protecting me. 』

I told them to leave you alone, but one or two don't listen to me, are you a group of idiots?

The voice of the original narration or the background board came at this time, and A Tong followed the voice and looked over, only to see that the narrator brother was standing not far in front of him.

Hey, do you think the guys who do these things will do those nasty things? How can they tarnish your sleeping face when they want to protect your sleeping face? If you still want to think that way, just do it Go on with your camping. Thanks to you, I feel very comfortable in the OVE Hotel by myself.”

After all, the narrator turned his head and walked towards the hotel step by step...

Atong: That's when... I saw that the buttocks of the narrator brother who was talking, was covered with sand...

...

From the second day on, there was another voice among the hilarious voices coming from the L☆OVE hotel in Gandhara. This laughter echoed in the desert even louder than the other voices...

The narration of Yinshi's summary had just ended. With the sound of the bell, the host on the side held up the microphone and shouted: It's over! The Simen Tongqin guards have successfully entered the hotel!

As he spoke, the host sniffed his nose, wiped away the unstoppable tears on his face and said, Obviously we've entered a hotel, but what's the matter with this refreshing feeling?

Refreshing fart! Kondo jumped out and yelled dissatisfiedly, It's obviously strange! On the way, Atong-chan also made a narration, didn't he use to distinguish it from ? Obviously Atong-chan also participated in their pre-discussion, right? Is it really okay to have two narrations? !

Yes, yes! Jiang Cheng jumped out immediately, clasped his hands and said dissatisfiedly, What about the world? Isn't their purpose to save the world? They just entered the hotel together in the end, right? They completely forgot to save the world. Do you admit it? This kind of new show can only be released with one star at most!

As he said that, Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of something, snorted disdainfully, and continued with a look of disdain: Ah, because it was originally L☆OVE, it only had one star. The rating is only two points. Cut!

Well, the Yoshihara team over there, please prepare quickly, it's your time. The host looked at Jiang Cheng and reminded.

Hey, there's no other way, we can only do it like this. Jiang Cheng turned his face away and spat softly, then looked at the three Baihua girls behind him, How are you preparing?

Don't worry! Jiang Cheng sama! We will never lose to that kind of vulgar script with only one star rating! A young lady Baihua said, patted her chest, and then turned directly to the backstage. Raise your fists, Sisters, let's go!

Yoxi! ×2

It looks really motivated, so I'll leave it to you! Jiang Cheng cheered.

Clank! !

Then, Yoshihara team, it's your turn! Your love theater, let's start!! the host announced with the microphone in hand.

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Tip: The following scenes are also virtual scenes.

When Jiang Cheng came to his senses, he realized that he was standing in a luxurious private office on the top floor of a tall office building in a suit and leather shoes. At this time, he was looking at the scenery outside through the window.

The narration of Miss Baihua's cameo came in very timely.

This is Edo... No, the world's number one entertainment company, Baihua Entertainment Company! And the man standing by the window of the private luxury office on the top floor is the world's number one producer, the world's number one director, the world's number one The number one lyricist and composer—— Esari sama!

[That, no need for sama, no need to add sama! ] Jiang Cheng thought helplessly.

Today is an ordinary day for the entertainment company and Jiangcheng sama, but not for that little girl...

The scene turned, and it was Atong Jiang standing at the door of the building with a guitar on his back and a face full of energy.

This girl is called Simentong. She just carried a guitar from her hometown with a dream in mind, and came to this big city to pursue her dream. This girl was lucky to be selected by the star of Baihua Performing Arts Company during the street audition. Discovered and then invited to join.”

This girl didn't hesitate at all, because everyone in this world knows that if you want to be successful as an artist, you can't do without Baihua Performing Arts Company! The best lyricist and composer, the best producer, the best Director, everything is concentrated in this company!

[Isn’t it all me in the end? ! ] Jiang Cheng thought to himself.

The girl looked at the building in front of her, and her eyes were full of enthusiasm. [Finally, I can finally debut in the world's best performing arts company! I will definitely win the top spot among tens of thousands of artists!] The girl thought so in her heart.

[tens of thousands of people? ! 】Jiang Cheng couldn't help coughing, 【Hey, you have to stop joking, I'm the only producer in the whole company, but there are tens of thousands of artists? ! Are you trying to overwork me to death? ! Can I complain to the labor department? May I? ! 】

The girl raised her head and glanced at the building in front of her. Coincidentally, the man stood by the window and glanced down casually. For a moment, the eyes of the two met.

【Enough is enough for me! This building has at least two hundred floors, right? How do I get them to meet eyes? ! 】Jiang Cheng thought a little frantically, 【Hurry up and get into the plot! Domineering president, right? That's definitely what it is, right? I know, I know, can you please hurry up! 】

Today is the first day, you must work hard!

The girl quickly lowered her head, and after saying this to encourage herself, she started to step into the company's gate.

...

In the collective office, two veteran female artists of the company were sitting and talking here, but suddenly they saw Atong who had just entered through the door.

Newcomer? Female artist A played by Miss Baihua looked up at Atong sauce in front of her.

Hello, I am Simentong who just joined the company today, please take care of me. Atong sauce slightly bowed and showed a very friendly smile.

You don't need to take care of anything, artist A waved his hand and snorted disdainfully.

Just a kind reminder to you, artist B continued, newcomers just need to do their job well. Famous or something, there will be. But, don't have some unrealistic delusions , such as hooking up with our company's number one producer or something.

Although she was a little upset, the girl still chose to swallow her anger. After all, it was the first day she joined the company, so she just pretended not to see her. Thinking like this, the girl started her acting career in this company.

Mom! Dad! There are thirty-eight younger brothers who are sick in bed! I will definitely become the number one singer! A Tong clenched his fists and his eyes were firm.

[What are the thirty-eight bedridden Oududou? ! The heroine is too miserable, right? ! 】Jiang Cheng complained inwardly.

Unexpectedly, it went smoothly. It was just a few songs that were casually sent down by the top. After recording the songs according to the sent out songs, in just a few months, the girl became a well-known pop singer. However, the girl doesn't feel happy...

This kind of result is not the result I want! In the background, Atong sauce couldn't hide his frustration and said to himself, I came here from my hometown because I wanted to sing the songs I wrote...but all the songs I sang It’s someone else’s stuff, and I’m not happy at all, not even as an active pop star…”