Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

After putting the signed letter of intent into his bag, Yang Xiao said goodbye to the man with a smile and finally disappeared into the closed door of the elevator.

Not until the young man had completely disappeared from his sight did the man stop smiling and began to fall into deep thought.

moment.

He came back to his senses and sighed.

The gap between people is really obvious.

Like his son, at this age, he was far from being as introverted and outstanding as a teenager.

Thinking of his own child, the man was silent for a moment, but finally revealed a relieved smile.

It's a little bit worse than Yang Xiao, but it's actually good enough.

People, be content with what you have.

...

After leaving the Olympic Arena, Yang Xiao stood on the street and looked around.

Cars covered in white frost drove away from the road cautiously, and passers-by walked in a hurry, wearing scarves and ear hats.

At a glance, the streets are full of people dressed similarly to me.

The competition to advance to the round of 16 has ended, and the next competition will not start until the day after tomorrow, the 29th.

Two days is enough time for Yunen Group to do publicity and promotion.

However, Yang Xiao speculated that perhaps the greatest heat that the final schedule could generate was still related to himself.

He even suspected that he would most likely run into Jiang Wutang at the very end in order to maximize the benefits of popularity.

You know what, the event organizers might really do this.

This kind of behind-the-scenes operation clearly has more advantages than disadvantages.

Even if some viewers noticed the clues and exposed it online, it probably wouldn't cause much of a stir.

Because everyone does it.

"call."

The boy pulled down his mask and breathed into his palms.

warm.

He will go to Qingxiao University later and take the time to practice with his Pokémon.

The representative Pokémon is the blacksmith.

It is in the enlightenment stage, and time is of the essence.

As for the other Pokémon, they can just train normally, and Yang Xiao has no corresponding plans for them.

Yang Xiao is still relatively relieved about the "seniors" in this team.

of course.

Rotom must be excluded here.

Although it is no longer as autistic as before, it will probably take some time for it to be able to participate in battles normally.

Just as he was thinking in his mind, a sudden voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Wow, it smells good."

The voice just fell.

The boy's breathing paused slightly, and his eyes quickly glanced to the left -

A young man wearing sunglasses, with a bun on his head and obviously growing his hair, was sniffing his wrist slowly:

“I didn’t make a mistake buying this perfume. Although it’s expensive, it’s worth it.”

The boy didn't say anything, but simply lowered his eyes.

The young man was wearing a silver down jacket with dragon and phoenix patterns.

At a glance.

They are all quasi-god Pokémon with different expressions - Dratini.

As if noticing Yang Xiao's gaze, the young man turned his head and gave the boy a faint smile: "Sorry, did I disturb you?"

The boy looked calmly into his sunglasses, and could clearly see his own reflection in them.

Count your breaths.

He smiled slightly: "No."

"That's good."

The young man patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

next second.

He looked at the perfume bottle in his hand, and suddenly stretched it in the direction of Yang Xiao: "Then do you want to spray it?"

Yang Xiao's expression gradually became strange.

"Ah, I am sorry for being so presumptuous."

The young man smiled again, put the perfume bottle in his pocket, turned around and faced the boy in front of him: "But I really didn't expect that we would meet by such a coincidence."

"I guess it's God's will, right?"

The boy's expression was calm, and his hands naturally tore open his clothes and placed them on the trainer's belt inside.

Swish!

"take it easy."

The young man stretched out his hand and took a step back: "I have no ill intentions. I came from Shangpi just to get to know you."

Shangpi?

Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his gaze fell on the young man's clothes again.

"So sharp."

Looking more clearly through the sunglasses, the young man's mouth corners turned more and more upturned.

next second.

He raised his arm and decisively took off his sunglasses. His erect pupils glowed with a strange luster and stared at people in a creepy way.

Yang Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted.

"I came here just for you."

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, a very elegant smile on his face, and his fair skin looked as if he had rarely seen the sun: "I think you should have heard of my name."

"My name is Chen Xuanhan, I come from Fulong Island? Yulong clan, main family name."

The young man's smile became more and more brilliant, and his eyes became more and more imposing. His snake-like pupils stared straight at the boy in front of him:

"Hello, Yang Xiao."

...

"Two lattes."

"Just leave it here, thank you."

"No...it's okay."

The girl with blushing cheeks took a deep breath, turned around and hurriedly ran into the bar, took a deep breath with her colleagues, and calmed down.

"It's him!"

"Wow... When did Hanbao come to Zhongyu!"

"Really? You didn't even tell me. Although I can't pick you up at the airport, you sisters can go... Take some photos first and send them to the group chat!"

"I give up, so pleasing to the eyes, two types of handsome guys, Yang Xiao doesn't look bad at all! One is the boy next door, the other is the elegant brother!"

"Did it."

window.

The young man calmly looked around the environment and finally set his sights on the young man opposite him.

The latter was always looking at him.

"It's a bit noisy, isn't it?"

Chen Xuanhan finished speaking with a smile and shrugged his shoulders: "I can't help it, who told me..."

It seemed that this action was more tempting, and there was another round of screams in the bar.

Chen Xuanhan smiled helplessly and added: "It's because I'm too famous."

The boy raised his lips slightly and took a sip of coffee.

"I came to you mainly to invite you to join..."

"not interested."

"I haven't finished yet..."

Putting down the cup, the young man looked at Chen Xuanhan calmly: "I'm not interested."

"No need to say it a second time, I heard it."

The smile on Chen Xuanhan's face faded slightly.

He didn't ask the boy why, but just looked at him, as if trying to guess it himself.

But he didn't ask, the boy would tell him on his own initiative.

"Humph."

After a chuckle, the boy looked at her with a half-smile in his eyes:

"You insisted on sitting by the French window. There happened to be a photography enthusiast outside. You are the spokesperson for this coffee shop... Brother Chen, you are not sincere."

"That's not going to work."

"Suppose I kneel down and kowtow to you, saying please don't kill me, and then do a somersault and say you poisoned me...what will happen?"

The words fell.

Chen Xuanhan's smile has completely disappeared.

Their eyes met, and only silence remained.

数息

As soon as the young man opened his mouth, the boy fell to the ground.

"Wait a minute!"

puff.

Click click click.