Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

Mi Yu stared quietly at the grand and spectacular scene before her, her beautiful eyebrows unconsciously wrinkled slightly.

But after just a short while, the slight wrinkle disappeared in an instant, like ripples on the surface of a lake blown by a gentle breeze, and she returned to her previous state of tranquility.

She stood up straight, like a plum blossom standing proudly in the snow, and completely ignored the reporters' blazing gazes, as well as their eager anticipation that was almost burning with anxiety.

The reporters watched Mi Yu so calm and composed, and their curiosity and anxiety deep in their hearts became more and more entangled like a tangled mess, becoming stronger and stronger.

They were frantically fiddling with the photographic equipment in their hands, their movements skillful and agile, just like a group of experienced and skilled craftsmen carefully carving an invaluable work of art, trying their best to capture even the tiniest and most imperceptible change in Mi Yu's expression.

However, Mi Yu never looked away and kept walking forward with steady steps.

She acted as if all the noise and bustle around her was just an illusion and had nothing to do with her.

As for those personnel in charge of security work, their bodies were all as straight as sturdy green pines, and the eyes of the military Pokémon they carried were as sharp as blades, always maintaining a state of extreme vigilance.

Their existence is like an indestructible and solid barrier, silently guarding the peace of the contestants.

Under their gaze, Mi Yu walked slowly and steadily, with only her own goal and firm belief in her heart.

As Mi Yu gradually left, the reporters were reluctant, like children who longed to chase the bright stars but failed, but they could only helplessly watch her back gradually blur in their sight until she finally disappeared.

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When Mi Yu finally stepped into the quiet and deserted corner, the originally noisy sounds around him seemed to be completely isolated by an invisible and intangible barrier.

She slowly raised her hands and gently supported her knees. Every movement was so cautious, gentle and weak, as if all the strength in her body had been exhausted.

Then she slowly leaned towards the icy cold wall and sat down slowly.

At this moment, the wall seemed to have become the last straw in her life, a harbor where she could temporarily rest and rely on, giving her a brief but precious peace and security.

"call......"

Mi Yu let out a long breath, which dissipated slowly in the air like smoke.

Now, she was like a brave warrior who had gone through countless battles and finally had the chance to let down all her guard. Her nerves, which had been stretched to the extreme, finally got a chance to relax a little.

She buried her face deeply between her knees, as if she wanted to hide her entire body in this small yet safe space.

Her smooth hair was a little messy, just covering her face, but even so, it still couldn't hide the deep feeling of fatigue emanating from her.

I’m really tired. Mi Yu feels really tired.

As the game progresses, the opponents that appear on the road ahead are like powerful giants. They are like insurmountable mountains, majestically standing before our eyes and giving us tremendous pressure.

Mi Yu not only needs to go all out to fight against these powerful opponents, but also sweat and try every bit of his strength on the field.

At the same time, she also has to practice diligently the mysterious and powerful super-power, constantly exploring and trying, just to be able to better master this power and add weight to her battle.

In addition, she also has to be on guard against reporters with ulterior motives.

Those reporters were like a pack of hungry wolves, always waiting for an opportunity, racking their brains to come up with all kinds of tricky questions and engaging in unreasonable harassment.

Mi Yu had to expend energy to deal with them and protect her privacy and peace.

More importantly, she has to find ways to comfort her relatives.

She knew that her family was worried about her and concerned about her, and she didn't want to make them worry too much, so she tried hard to appear strong.

In fact, Mi Yu has never been a person with an extremely strong heart.

The calmness and composure she showed to outsiders was just an appearance that she tried her best to pretend.

However, reality forced her to pretend to be strong.

Because she knew that she had to achieve remarkable results.

This achievement must be great enough to make those prestigious schools overlook the fact that she is disabled and make an exception to admit her early.

If she could demonstrate even greater talent, she might be able to waive the high tuition fees, thus alleviating the heavy financial burden on her family.

It may even allow my younger sister to go to school and receive education, thus starting her bright future.

Logically speaking, let alone outstanding players like Mi Yu who successfully made it into the top 64, even those trainers who were eliminated in the first round would often become the object of competition among many schools.

After all, just being able to qualify for the Little Phoenix King Cup is enough to prove that he has quite impressive strength.

However, up to now, the only person who came to invite Mi Yu was the man named Wang Qingjiu.

The reason for this is naturally because Mi Yu was born with a congenital hearing impairment.

For a trainer, not being able to hear sounds is like a painter losing his eyesight; the impact it causes is truly enormous.

In fact, inviting her to join Wuda should have been a very good choice, but Wang Qingjiu's various behaviors made her hard to trust.

Although he claimed to be a university teacher, Mi Yu felt that he was just a pyramid scheme liar. That was why Mi Yu acquiesced to Ping Lan's rejection of him.

In this secluded corner that seemed completely isolated from the outside world, Mi Yu was alone, quietly and silently immersed in his own spiritual world.

She tried her best to sort out the chaotic and tangled thoughts in her mind, hoping to find a clear path.

No one could see what expression was on her face, nor could anyone know what she was thinking in her heart at this moment.

Mi Yu's petite and thin shoulders trembled slightly, and her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, as if she was searching for a faint trace of strength.

I really hope I can snuggle up to someone.