I, the first trainer of the new world

At eight o'clock, the live broadcast room opens.

Like Qianlin’s live broadcast room, it is broadcast on all platforms.

But because it was not the live broadcast room where Qian Lin was stationed, there were not as many people entering the moment the broadcast started as there were in Qian Lin's live broadcast room.

But there are still a lot of people.

As the live broadcast screen appeared, Qian Lin laughed: "Hey, big guy, long time no see. I am the anchor... commentating Qian Lin."

Wei Chun smiled softly: "I am the commentator Wei Chun."

Car Director: "Uh...I'm explaining Che Chi...didn't we just start like this?"

No foreshadowing?

【Who are you? 】

[I don’t know, please turn it off]

[No, you don’t want to stay in your own live broadcast room, so why are you here? 】

[Isn’t this the live broadcast room of Bao Tutoring Battle? Qian Lin seems quite reasonable here]

[Hey, there are beauties, that’s right, what’s so good about you, a grown man, and you won’t show us Pokémon]

[Where is the Pokémon? What about fighting? 】

[Isn’t it in the title? 】

[No, none of you care about the car manager? 】

[Didn’t you notice something was wrong? Qian Lin said that he is the commentator, not the anchor! 】

[Commentary? 】

Qian Lin laughed: "It's eight o'clock in the morning, and the battle will start in half an hour. Don't worry, everyone has time to order takeout."

"It is recommended not to order milk tea, as it will squirt out." Wei Chen said with a smile.

The car manager opened his mouth and took one last look at his manuscript.

After a moment of silence, he silently threw the manuscript into the trash can.

I didn’t tear it up, after all, I wrote it all night.

[The car supervisor couldn’t get in the conversation, so pitiful]

[Why is this beauty talking a little inappropriately?]

[It’s better not to be serious]

[Isn’t this...the official live broadcast room? Is it really okay to live broadcast like this? 】

"No problem, this is Qianlin's live broadcast." Wei Wei gave a thumbs up, and his smile became a little indulgent for no reason.

Qian Lin was stunned for a moment.

The car supervisor said nothing.

Wei Wei smiled and picked up the manuscript on the table: "Originally, we should introduce the rules of the battle to everyone at this time. After all, this is what everyone cares about the most, but the rules are really too simple. To put it bluntly, the top eight knockout rounds are random. There’s nothing to say about choosing two Pokémon to battle. Compared to this, I think everyone should be more concerned about other things.”

"For example, why didn't Qian Lin participate? Is it because he looked down on others?"

Qian Lin: "???"

No, are you serious?

The car manager touched his chin: "To be honest, I'm quite curious too."

After all, the random selection of Pokémon is not based on the strength of the Pokémon, and it is impossible for others to say that they have no chance to defeat Qianlin.

But there's nothing he can do if he just doesn't play.

"You two are just sitting there." Qian Lin looked at the two of them speechlessly, "If I play, your championship reward can be given directly to me."

To put it bluntly, he can accurately select his own elf from the pile of elf balls. Can others do it?

Normally speaking, in a low-level battle, the opponent has a chance to kill the master with random punches, but the stronger the opponent, the less likely he is to lose against Qianlin.

"And the most important thing is... the rules of nine-person battle will become very troublesome." Qianlin shrugged.

Eight people are in the quarterfinals, and nine people are in the points round.

I can finish playing in one day today.

"This... is reasonable." Wei Chen nodded, "Then, Qianlin, can you guess who will win the championship?"

At this moment, the car supervisor suddenly raised his hand, with a touch of excitement on his face: "I know this."

Wei Chen and Qian Lin were stunned at the same time.

Seeing the curious looks of the two people, the car supervisor sat up straight: "It's Iko, because Qianlin lent Latias to Iko!"

Qian Lin: "..."

Wei Chen: "..."

【…】

[You can tell he is serious, it feels more like he is trying to make a living. 】

[You could say he is taking care of himself, his tone is quite serious. 】

"Uh." The car manager looked embarrassed, "No, isn't it funny?"

[OK, I’m getting ready. 】

"Pfft!" Wei Chen couldn't hold it back.

But the next second, she immediately stopped smiling: "You are my boss, you are right."

Qian Lin helped his forehead.

This crack said that Xi couldn't stay any longer.

[It’s not hard to live, right? 】

[Car Supervisor: Otherwise, I’d better go down]

[I should be under the car, not in the car~]

The car supervisor was silent.

He won't say a word until his boss gets here.

In short, the atmosphere in the commentary box continued as the car director remained silent.

In just a few minutes, the car manager's emoticon has become popular.

Compared with the laughter and laughter in the commentary box, the player box seemed dull.

Iko looked at Latias's sleeping face and gently stroked her hair with one hand. Although it felt more like feathers, it was inexplicably touching.

Looking at it, Yike suddenly blushed.

Next to her, Zheng Yaqian looked at Yi Ke's blushing look, leaned close to Lin Wen and whispered, "I bet fifty cents that Yi Ke is thinking about Qian Lin."

"I won't bet with you." Lin Wen was not stupid.

Zeng Sheng ate his chewing gum and looked at the two of them speechlessly: "Can you two be a little nervous? This is our first time playing against each other, so please be more respectful."

"Why are you nervous?" Lin Wen looked strange. "I was abused every day in the hunting area. If Xinlinbao hadn't comforted me, I would have become autistic."

Fu Xing turned his head, his face full of confusion: "You... didn't say anything against it?"

Shouldn't the Xinlin Bao be abused every day, and then you comfort it?

"I'm not saying the opposite." Lin Wen scratched his head, "The Tyrannosaurus always attacks the trainer directly, and Xinlin Bao didn't get beaten as much as I did."

Fu Xing: "..."

I wanted to sigh, but after hesitating, Fu Xing could only think of one sentence.

Thank you, Absol.

Zheng Yaqian, on the other hand, nodded in agreement: "Indeed, Master Geng Gui and Master Dream Demon often jointly curse Master Doll and Master Pumpkin Monster to scare me. If Little Dream Demon hadn't comforted me, I would have been autistic."

Zeng Sheng looked up to the sky.

Thinking of myself being forged by thunder and lightning every day.

Tears flowed.

The three of them were close together.

Fu Xing: "..."

I can only say that I am out of place.

As expected, Absol is still gentle.

"Wow! There are so many people!" Rokar stood on the chair excitedly, his eyes full of anticipation, "Is it going to start? Is it going to be a battle? The Vulcan Moth is waiting for me!"

Liu Huisheng was helpless: "It's so noisy."

"I think it's not bad." Jin Lai said with a smile, "Rokar is less noisy than my brother. My brother can talk non-stop from getting up in the morning until the sun goes down."

Liu Hui was shocked: "No, isn't he dry?"

"So he has to drink eight glasses of water every day." Jin Lai's smile showed fatigue.

Liu Hui was silent.

Suddenly I felt that Rokar was no longer noisy.

"But you'd better sit down." Liu Hui pressed Rocard on the chair with a black line on his head, "in case you fall down and can't play."

Rocard's expression changed, and he quickly sat down obediently: "Yes, yes, you can't play if you get injured."

As several people finished speaking, the staff on the field started taking action at the same time.

Everyone subconsciously stopped what they were doing and looked at the field.

As the field was cleared, a man wearing referee clothes came to the center of the field.

He faced the camera directly in front of him and made an 'ok' gesture.