Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

On January 1, the singles competition was narrowed to 27 from 32 players.

On the battlefield as usual, the blowers blew away the scattered ribbons.

The audience, who had been waiting for a long time, waved their inflatable sticks, causing them to collide with each other, and all their eyes were directed at the figure in the audience seats.

There were two trainers who looked very young, staring at each other from a distance.

In the center, the newly appointed assistant referee cleared his throat and glanced at the youngest boy with cautious and wary eyes.

When his "predecessors" were taken away, they looked confused and could not accept it.

He really didn't expect that he was suddenly exposed.

I heard that in the police station, the senior cursed at someone for turning his back on him, and listed out the names of several public officials in a row.

This also gave the sheriffs a boost in performance before the New Year.

Gudong.

Thinking of this, he swallowed hard and forced himself to straighten his pupils that were trembling with anxiety.

He originally thought he was very lucky and didn't want to come...but he had no choice but to accept the order and was forced to go on stage.

Damn it, please don't let anything happen!

The referee opposite him looked at him quietly as he was sweating profusely, without saying a word.

Bang bang bang!

A series of stubborn stones rose from the ground and stood in disorder on the battlefield.

With the help of the Diamond-Horned Rhino, the transformation of the venue was soon completed.

The several personnel responsible for supervising the transformation compared the pictures in their hands one after another, and after confirming that they were correct, they nodded slightly to the waiting referee.

After each game, the venue must be repaired and renovated.

The battle venue drawn this time was the "Rock Field".

The effect is to slightly increase the output ability of Rock-type Pokémon, while slightly improving the recovery ability, defense, and energy storage ability of Rock-type Pokémon.

In general.

This is a battle field that enhances the effect of the grass field.

"Ugh."

At this moment, the young man opposite suddenly sighed, then stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head: "I can't beat him..."

Yang Xiao blinked.

"I wanted to give it a try, and was even looking forward to it. But after seeing what happened yesterday, I decided to give it up."

The young man put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile:

"Although Guo Chunbao has a bad personality, his ability is still good, and I don't think I am better than him."

"Rather than letting the Pokémon get hurt, I might as well give up... I still have a team competition to participate in anyway."

The words fell.

He spread his hands towards the referee who had also heard the voice and said, "I choose to give up."

"I'm afraid not."

The referee shook his head decisively: "This player's contract clearly stated in the initial signing..."

"I know."

Chu Ming shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I admit my loss... Well, my parents also work at the Yunen branch in Zhouji, and I have already reported it in advance."

"This……"

The referee hesitated for a moment until the light on the Bluetooth headset beside his ear lit up: "Okay, wait a moment, I'll make the announcement."

Seeing the spotlight shining on the referee, the young man suddenly raised his foot forward and trotted to the boy.

The latter looked back with a faint smile.

"My name is Chu Ming."

The young man looked down at the boy, with a smile on his face:

"He is a trainer specializing in ghost-type. He is from Zhouji University. He will start school again this year and will be a junior."

The boy raised an eyebrow and nodded, "Hello."

"By the way, we are very compatible."

Chu Ming had a warm smile on his face: "More than ten days ago, we came here on the same train."

"Is there still this?"

"Of course. Do you remember the girl with the big glasses who asked you for an autograph? She is my classmate."

"what--"

The boy seemed to suddenly realize something, and some fragments flashed through his eyes: "So it was her..."

"Yes."

Chu Ming smiled and took out a wallet from his arms.

After opening it in front of the young man, he took out a business card from the interlayer and handed it to the other party.

The young man's eyes slightly turned to look at him with some doubt: "This is..."

"Don't worry, it's not the school's admissions card."

Chu Ming waved his hand casually and continued:

"I know you've probably received a lot of business cards from other schools recently. People in your family know their own business, so there's no need for us at Zhouji Polytechnic to join in on the fun."

“This is the business card of Yun En Foundation.”

The young man raised his eyebrows, pointed at the name card in surprise, and then pointed at the podium: "Yun En?"

"……Ha ha."

Chu Ming grinned, as if he understood the boy's confusion.

But before he could say anything, boos suddenly broke out from the audience seats around him, followed by various voices of ticket refunds and calls for Yang Xiao one after another.

It seems that the referee has already told everyone about this.

"That's the Yun En you understand. You didn't expect that I have a backer."

Chu Ming covered his ears with one hand and shouted loudly amid the excited noise:

"My parents both work in the group's foundation. They think you're great and want to invest in you. I'm here to help. Are you interested?"

The words fell.

The young man pointed to the business card again and added, "I don't even have the qualifications for this thing. It was issued very strictly and only a few people received it."

“Those guys are very famous.”

He paused, then added: "Of course, you are also very famous, consider it?"

The boy took the business card and looked at it over and over again.

A moment of silence.

He raised his eyes, with a hint of joy in his ignorance: "Okay."

The young man grinned when he heard this.

Then he pointed to his ears and waved his hands: "What did you say? It's too noisy, I can't hear you clearly."

The young man smiled amiably and said, "I said I'm not going, whoever wants to go can go."

The young man laughed, then his smile became a little stiff and finally subsided.

The boy is shy.

look.

If I really said it, you wouldn't want to hear it.