Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

"Why did those poachers come into direct conflict with you?"

"Because of a fire-type Pokémon named 'Tan-sama'."

Yang Xiao sat obediently on the chair and spoke to the man carrying a camera not far away.

Opposite him, Editor-in-Chief Xu held a delicate recorder and occasionally made corresponding movements in response to Yang Xiao's words.

"Tan-shi?"

At this moment, a hint of confusion appeared on his face.

He also ignored the tan waiter who was sitting outside the camera and looked a little depressed.

Instead, he continued in an expectant tone: "I have never heard of this name, nor have I seen it. Could it be..."

"Yes."

Yang Xiao nodded in agreement: "It should be the recently discovered fire-attribute Pokémon, and also the ultimate target of the poachers."

"Reasonable."

Editor-in-Chief Xu looked at the camera with a hateful expression: "In our country, there are very strict laws and regulations against poachers, but even so, there are still people who take risks and ignore..."

"This time, they disregarded their own lives and, for their own benefit, they actually attacked a group of underage high school students with a ruthless attitude..."

"At the critical moment, Yang Xiao took the initiative to use some means to launch a counterattack in order to protect Tan Xiaoshi."

"Finally, I succeeded... I defeated the poachers and protected myself and my Pokémon."

Swah——

Editor-in-Chief Xu stopped writing, took a breath, and stretched his wrists.

Get it done.

A very ordinary press release was born.

He did this on purpose, not because he had no real talent or knowledge.

Because he knew very well that such entries involving large numbers of minors, arson and poaching would inevitably spread across the Internet in a very short time.

That's the case.

Beautiful writing is far less quick for readers to read than plain language.

"correct."

Editor-in-Chief Xu handed the written manuscript to Yang Xiao and said with a smile: "Take a look and see if there is anything inappropriate. You can still make changes now."

"No."

Yang Xiao glanced at it and pushed it back, with a hint of admiration on his face: "You are indeed very professional."

"Hey."

Editor-in-Chief Xu waved his hand: "If you don't want to be a trainer in the future, you can still apply for the journalism major and join our TV station in the future..."

"let it go."

The words have not yet fallen.

Yang Xiao decisively restrained his smile, shook his head and refused.

To persuade people to study journalism is even more despicable than to persuade them to study medicine.

After all, those two are just tiring, but as long as the operation is normal, you can still make a living. But the former is completely different.

Because it gives you a great chance to directly join a Fortune 500 company after graduation and become an excellent food delivery boy.

"Hahaha."

Editor-in-Chief Xu stood up, put the manuscript into his handbag, and then reached out to Yang Xiao.

The latter shook hands with him.

"Then I wish you better and better in the future."

"you too."

When Editor-in-Chief Xu pushed the door and left, the young reporters who had been waiting for a long time stood outside the door and looked at Yang Xiao eagerly.

The latter burst into laughter and waved gently.

...

It was two hours later when the interview was completely over.

"Thank you, thank you."

The young reporter bowed repeatedly, backed out of the room skillfully, and closed the door behind him.

Just close the door.

He slapped his forehead and looked a little guilty.

in the room.

Yang Xiao, with a dry mouth and tongue, was lying on the chair with dull eyes.

He underestimated the number of words and repetition required in the interview.

Almost everyone asks him similar questions, and he needs to give a serious response.

There was even a certain same question that Yang Xiao repeated at least ten times.

It's really tiring.

"what--"

Yang Xiao covered his face with his hands and his breathing gradually became steady.

not far away.

The three Pokémon were sitting in their respective chairs, their legs off the ground due to their length, and were now floating back and forth in the air.

Apprentice Bear had a tired expression on his face and looked quite bored at the moment.

Occasionally, a yearning and expectation for a normal mobile phone would flash in its eyes.

The electric monster was still immersed in the fear of "getting an injection" and was even unable to extricate himself at one point.

The charcoal servant kept his head down the whole time, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Through the gap between his hands covering his face, Yang Xiao slowly withdrew his gaze from it, and his breathing became steady.

Although it might sound a bit narcissistic to say this, he thought he might be able to guess what the other person was struggling with at the moment.

It's not about a few words.

and.

Still not following.

No matter which one it is, Yang Xiao can accept it.

So he was not going to force Tan Xiaoshi to make a decision.

He lowered his hands, folded his arms and closed his eyes.

Give all your body's strength to the functional chair itself, and then turn it slightly.

Count your breaths.

"Old Yang!"

Hear his voice first, then see his person.

Zhang Da opened the door and poked his head in:

"It's time to go. The bus outside is about to finish security check. Should we follow it back, or do you have other ideas?"

"Let me think about it..."

Yang Xiao opened his eyes and fell into deep thought.

next second.

"Go back."

His eyes were calm, and he raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose:

"Since my mentor didn't see his beloved relatives and friends whom he missed so much, I think he will be transferred to the most famous hospital in Henghai City to recuperate."

"In that case, there is no point for us to stay here... It's just a pity."

"pity?"

Zhang Da looked at Zheng Xi beside him in confusion.

Fengchu, I don’t understand.

The latter's eyes twitched once or twice.

Isn’t this party over?

I'm warning you not to do this!

Don’t think that just because you and I have been through some things, we can be called good brothers... at best we can only be considered friends!

Moreover.

There is too little information and I can't understand it.

"Yeah, what a pity."

Yang Xiao stretched himself and stood up, twisting his upper limbs while sighing:

"I have never gone to see what the treasure on the mountain is, and I don't know if it is buried there..."

Ok?

Zhang Da was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly raised his hand: "Uh, probably not... not completely."

Yang Xiao slowly stopped twisting his hips, first looked at Zhang Da thoughtfully, then a shocked smile appeared on his face.

Be nice.

Are you still Zhang Da?

“When did you go digging?”

"When you come back, ask Master Xiong for help."

Zhang Da said very frankly: "It has a good sense of smell. It followed the direction it came back from and found some buried places of treasures. We brought them back and put them in our bag a long time ago."

"The items are all good. For minors like us, these items are already hard to get. We even carry a few items with us..."

Yang Xiao smiled slightly and interrupted without any hesitation: "Are we brothers?"

Zhang Da didn't even think twice: "Yes."

"Everyone who sees it gets a share. Fifty-fifty."

"That bag is not it."

Without waiting for Zhang Da to speak, Zheng Xi suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Yang Xiao with a look that looked at him as a profiteer: "I went to dig too, I still have a share... I can give you a maximum of 55%, and you didn't go, is pure dreaming."

"Then I'll take a step back and let's go, bro. June 4th."

"nine one."

"I'm a minor, give me a knife..."

“…Eighty-two.”

“#fyp#appa O5#IMSB#curlyhair#rap#sooner or later he will be famous all over the world#rap#supermalesyndrome# years in the east, years in the west#…”

"Fuck you."

Zheng Xi couldn't help it and gritted his teeth: "What kind of buff are you stacking here?"