Pokémon: The Strongest Xiaomao

The first day of the charity peak night successfully aroused the audience's enthusiasm for watching the game.

Although the lineup of the second day of the game was not as attractive as the first day, it still completed the task of selling tickets to a full house.

Galar’s ​​audience really loves to watch battles...

After sleeping until noon, Mr. Mao simply washed up and found Roz with a piece of bread in his mouth.

"Um... Mr. Mao, are you dissatisfied with the meals provided by the hotel?" President Luozi was deeply scheming. Seeing Mr. Mao in this state, he was also confused.

"Well, this is just a temporary measure. I will go to the street stalls in the square to continue looking for food." Mr. Mao waved his hand nonchalantly.

"I heard that Olivia said you wanted to see me, what is the specific matter?" President Roz sat on the boss's chair and asked with interest, crossing his hands.

"In tonight's exhibition match, can someone play with me as my assistant? Of course, I will still use my Pokémon." Xiao Mao said calmly.

"Huh?" President Roz was stunned: "What does this mean? Mr. Xiaomao, if you change the battle list rashly, we have to bear the pressure of public opinion."

"This is what happened." Xiao Mao told Roz about Jon.

“So, I hope that in the game against Daigo, Jon will finish it for me.

In this way, in the finals, I have a reason to let Jon fulfill his dream. Fight against Dan Emperor once. "

"That's it~" Roz's eyes flashed: "What a genius marketing method. He is truly a business wizard, Mr. Mao."

Xiao Mao laughed at himself: "He's just a soft-hearted person."

"No, no, no! This is not just soft-hearted." Roz smiled and said: "I also know about Jon's child. Doing this will not only deepen the impact of the word charity, but also increase the relationship between you and Dan Emperor. of commercial value.

What a wonderful idea! "

"Whatever you think, just agree." Mr. Mao nodded perfunctorily.

In business, Roz is indeed a qualified businessman, as long as he can achieve his goals.

"Of course, I will send a press release immediately. As for Jon..."

"I'll go there myself." Mr. Mao nodded, turned and left.

Roz smiled and picked up the phone: "Olivi, come to my office."

……

Gongmen City Children's Critical Illness General Hospital, Mr. Mao got out of Gang Kaiya's taxi and saw the sign in front of him.

The cool barbed wire fence, the blue exterior wall, and the mottled lawn.

There was an air of hardship throughout the hospital.

Instead of spending the money on exterior renovations, it would be better to spend it on the children’s medical expenses. The doctors here may have their own difficulties.

When he came to the front desk and explained his purpose, a nurse immediately recognized Xiao Mao.

"Teacher Omu, I am your fan!"

"Mr. Omu, please give me your autograph. I have watched all your games. Come on tonight."

Not surprisingly, they are all female fans...

"Well, can someone please take me to find Jon?" Xiao Mao asked after satisfying the little nurses' wish to take a group photo.

"Jon should be in the rehabilitation room at this time. I'll take you there!" A petite nurse took Xiao Mao's arm and walked forward.

"Ah! I want to go too!"

"This Bichi!"

The little nurses exclaimed pitifully, and were glared at by the head nurse before quickly disbanding.

Xiao Mao followed the little nurse all the way to the end of the second floor.

"Jon..." The little nurse was about to speak out, but Xiao Mao stopped her and signaled that she would just take a look outside.

The little nurse nodded sensibly and left quietly. "Hehe... I touched Mr. Mao. I won't wash my hands today."

Xiao Mao's mouth twitched outside the door: Please wash your hands normally!

Through the glass at the door, Xiao Mao looked carefully into the room.

The wooden floor was simply covered with soft cushions. Jon was wearing a breathing mask and doing push-ups.

His thin arms were shaking constantly, and big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead to the floor.

It can be seen that completing a push-up will take away a lot of Jon's energy.

"Damn it~!" Jon insisted through gritted teeth, Xiao Mao's smile and Celebi's cute appearance appeared in his mind.

"Young man, you have the talent to become a Pokémon trainer." Mr. Mao's words encouraged the boy, squeezing out his last bit of strength.

"I want to become a trainer. I want to fight Dandisang. I must... phew..."

When his physical strength reached its limit, the boy's vision went dark, and he fell on the soft cushion in front of him, breathing heavily.

His myasthenic symptoms made his physical strength far lower than that of ordinary people. If you want to recover, you can only continue to squeeze your physical strength, push your limits, and build a strong body.

The pain to be experienced is a weight that ordinary people cannot bear.

"Am I really... okay..." The boy's vision gradually blurred.

"Not bad! God will reward those who work hard." A cheerful voice sounded above the head.

Jon suddenly came back to his senses and raised his head in disbelief: "Big brother...?"

"Well~ Jon, do you want to fight against Dan Emperor?" Xiao Mao asked with a bright smile.

"Eh? Really?" Jon's eyes were shining brightly.

"Do you still have the strength? Go take a shower and follow me." Mr. Mao nodded.

"Okay!" With strength gushing out of nowhere, Jon climbed up with difficulty and stumbled towards the ward.

Mr. Mao sat on the soft cushion and looked at the sweat stain left by Jon on the ground. It was so big. How much effort did this kid put in?

Taking out the phone, Mr. Mao found Daiwu's number and dialed it.

"Hey~ Mr. Daigo, I want to discuss something with you."

……

At noon on the official WeChat account of Charity Peak Night, three promotion messages were posted in succession.

[Assist your dream, Ogi Shigeru will join forces with Jon to face the Fang Yuan champion Daigo! 】

[Myasthenic patients and critical care hospitals, there are many such children. 】

[Alchemy Emperor is there, as long as the dream persists, one day he will arrive! 】

Almost everyone has received promotional news on their mobile phones. This is the first time that public opinion has been so harmonious.

Although a small number of anti-fans are inevitable, most of the people have given extremely high praise to Xiaomao's choice this time.

Everyone actively left messages of support and worked hard to express their goodwill.

This time, I am not cheering for anyone, I am just hoping to use my insignificant starlight to light up the future of these children.

"Come on Jon! My uncle and aunt will definitely go to support you tonight."

"I don't care if this is marketing or not, if I don't agree with this kind of thing, I'm still a human being!"

"Although I didn't look down on Xiaomao as a player before, he dared to risk being criticized and speak up for children like Qiaoen. I really admire him."

"Say nothing more, Lu Zhuanfan!"

"Dandi, Daiwu, and Xiaomao are all excellent Pokémon trainers. They have shown us the responsibility and warmth that public figures should have."

……

In Sonia's apartment in Gongmen City, Sonia put the dish in her hand on the table and proudly raised her chin at the man in front of her: "How about it, my little brother."

Dan Di smiled and nodded: "This is indeed a beautiful thing. I also hope that he and Jon can "beat" me."

"Humph... let's eat. You are a hard-spoken but soft-hearted guy." Sonia made a face, and the corners of her smiling mouth kept rising.

As the evening approached, Peak Night, whose popularity had declined, once again topped the list of hot searches.

Outside the Palace Gate Arena, a large number of enthusiastic fans came to support the event spontaneously, holding posters and light signs.

The internal tickets that were originally given to the staff as free tickets were instantly sold to sky-high prices.

"I don't want to know what your difficulties are. Now take your money, drive in your luxury car, and leave my ticket." A rich man threw out his car keys, and the passenger seat was piled with banknotes.

The security guard who had his infield ticket taken away had no time to cry, so he smiled crookedly...

On the much-anticipated green field, Mr. Mao took the lead in holding Qiao Qiaoen.

Daigo was wearing a blue suit and stood at the entrance of the player tunnel with a smile.

Leaving the scene to Jon, Dawu also said that he was very happy to see the beauty of adulthood. Otherwise, he deserves to be the rich second generation.

Today, Jon was wearing a decent sportswear and even wore Xiaomao's giant wristband.

Even if he couldn't use it, he was satisfied.

Mr. Mao took out his treasured championship cloak and put it on Jon's shoulders.

The bright red gold-rimmed cape is even more imposing than Dandi's championship cape that is full of endorsements.

Taking the microphone handed over by the host, Mr. Mao spoke loudly.

"Everyone is welcome to come to the peak night of me and Jon. First of all, I want to say a few words. Then, I want to ask Jon next to me a simple question."

The audience immediately responded with enthusiastic applause and cheers.

Mr. Mao raised his voice and spoke with a youthful tone:

Dear young people! Have you also reached the age where you doubt yourself that you are not the protagonist of this world?

Isn't it because the world has given you so much suffering and setbacks because you are the protagonist?

Tell me, do you want to go and see the breeze of your own destiny?

The road is at your feet! Jon, what would you do if there was no turning back?

Jon held the microphone tightly and shouted with all his strength: Then I won't go back! !

Boy, do you still remember the windy days in your life? Don't hesitate, if you never come back, then... leave and never come back!