There seems to be something wrong with these Pokémon

"Who is this?"

The girl who happened to raise her eyes met Xiaoye's eyes. She stood up in confusion and compared her heights. She leaned over to Xiaoying's ear and whispered, "Xiaoying, has your brother become shorter?"

"What are you talking about?" Sakura laughed angrily, pushed Xiaomu and said with a smile, "You said we were best friends, but you can't even remember what my brother looks like."

"Can you blame me for that?" Xiao Mu frowned, his mouth drooping half dead, and he lowered his voice and said, "Who made your brother act so arrogant every time he sees me, as if he's going to hit me with a hammer in the next second, making me dare not even look at him straight in the eye."

"Pfft."

Sakura placed her two index fingers on her friend's lips, helping her pull them up into a smile, "Come on, this expression really doesn't suit you."

"Hey, so who is he?" Xiaomu asked in a low voice, knocking away Sakura's poking finger.

"Cough cough."

Xiao Ye smiled stiffly, and was forced to remind the two girls that he was standing in front of them and there was no need to gossip so loudly.

"Yes, yes, let me introduce you." Sakura turned her head back and smiled apologetically, then opened her arms and introduced, "This is Ye Sakuya, she's a trainer like me!"

"You're a trainer too?!"

The outgoing Xiaomu shouted excitedly, walked quickly to Xiaoye, and begged, "Could you please help me find a meow? I really like meows! I dream of having a meow lying on my lap!"

"Xiaomu..."

As her best friend, Sakura felt extremely ashamed and could only stroke her forehead and sigh, then slowly walked over to grab the girl's hat which was attached to her clothes.

"Didn't my brother tell you not to make a myth of the trainer? Saying things like 'because you are a trainer, you must have telepathy with all Pokémon' is fine in front of me, but don't tell others about it and make them laugh, okay?"

“Hey, hey, hey!”

Xiaomu held up his glasses that were about to fall off, spread his arms and said, "Maybe this kind of thing exists? If you have the ability, go ask the talking Pokémon. Maybe they can sense the breath of the trainer, but some respond and some don't!"

"Where can there be a talking Pokémon?"

"So you can't disprove it!"

The two good sisters who had reunited after a long separation were still chattering and arguing, completely ignoring Xiaoye who was standing there stupidly and unable to get a word in.

"It will definitely be faster if three of us look for it than two." Xiaomu's twin ponytails swung loudly, "And if I don't find Meow Meow and tame it today, my parents will definitely force me to start my journey with the egg. I absolutely don't want that!"

"It's a Pokémon egg, not an egg! When it hatches, it will be a Pokémon. Maybe it will be your favorite Meowth?"

"Isn't this probability too low? There are so many Pokémon in the world, who knows what will hatch from this egg? How dare I take a gamble!"

"It's okay, let's look for it together."

Two voices sounded one after another, making Xiaomu feel torn. She looked up at her best friend for a while, and then stared at the boy who was walking towards her with a Poké Ball.

Xiaoye raised her hand and threw it up. The Poké Balls bloomed like petals falling from the sky. Four Pokémon appeared in front of the girl with shining eyes and smiled.

"Everyone will help look for it together. There is strength in numbers. I believe we will be able to help you find a meow that suits your taste very quickly."

"Oh oh oh!"

However, Xiaomu, who had just thrown all his heart on Meowth, now pulled the hood hard to break free from Sakura's restraints, and climbed to Eevee who was licking his fur like a little fox with his hands and feet, and his voice couldn't stop trembling.

"Is this the legendary Ibrahimovic?!"

While tidying up its frizzy fur, Ibrahimovic heard an unfamiliar voice calling its name. When it put down its raised front paws and looked up, it was greeted by a ray of reflected light, which made it squint.

"Roar, roar, roar, it's really Eevee!"

Xiaomu's glasses flashed with dazzling light, and he let out a perverted laugh, but he stretched out his hands very gently and asked tentatively, "Can I hug you, Ibrahimovic?"

Without waiting for Eevee to move, a pool of light purple object slid down from Xiaoye's arms, and in an instant it turned into the appearance of an Eevee, raising its bright eyes and showing a smile.

"Another Eevee!"

Xiaomu's breathing hitched, and he turned around and hugged Sakura's calves, rubbing against the girl who had changed into stockings.

"Xiaoying, I've decided to follow you from now on! You must be more successful in the future, and find a boyfriend who has many, many Pokémon, so that I can go to your house every day to play with Pokémon, and I don't have to go out in the hot sun and lie on the grass for more than an hour just to take a look at the Pokémon I'm curious about!"

"Go away!" Sakura screamed.

"Damn it, you deliberately rubbed your snot and tears all over the socks I just changed!"

"Hey, no, no, it was unintentional."

"I kill you!"

Seeing that the two little girls were about to go off topic and start fighting again, Xiaomu, who had just stood up and wanted to escape from her best friend who was watching her hungrily, suddenly felt a furry and warm touch in her arms, which made her stiff as a stone for a moment and she cast her eyes to her chest.

"Ee, ee, eevee!"

The girl managed to catch her breath and coughed for a long time.

The Ibrahimovic, curled up in her arms, stretched out its two little paws and fumbled for something in her trouser pocket.

After a moment, Eevee's eyes lit up, and with a light hook of its claws, a fish-shaped biscuit flew into the air and fell into its mouth.

Woohoo, the way Eevee eats is so cute and charming.

By the way, how come she has food in her pocket?

Xiaomu suddenly realized the purpose of his trip and shouted, "Ah, those are the fish biscuits I prepared for Meow Meow!"

After this reminder, she didn't care about the two Eevees that jumped onto Xiaoye's shoulders on the left and right, and hurriedly urged Sakura again, who was looking at her socks with a look of disgust and frowning.

"Hurry, hurry, Sakura, let's move quickly, time is running out!"

"You deserve it! I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes and socks now."

"Come on, I really didn't mean it."

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After a brief discussion, the three decided to search separately.

The Pokémon Meowth often lives in cities. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to see them in some corners and alleys.

The area Xiaoye was assigned to was centered around the Pokémon Center. He quickly gave instructions to his five Pokémon to search separately.

Psyduck patted its chest and turned away; Eevee licked its trainer's cheek reluctantly, looked back every three steps and slowly left; Nidoran leaned over and sniffed the remaining scent in the air, then chose a direction to leave; Ditto first secretly took some snacks from the trainer's backpack, then changed into Flamewrap and ran away.

But the Green Ivy Snake was not so reckless. After its cold eyes memorized the approximate direction of the four Pokémon's movement, it locked its gaze on the dark and deep alley and left, waving its vines.

Xiao Ye chose to go to a place with a lot of people and where it was inconvenient for Pokémon to follow, to see if he could catch a lone Meowth.

After walking for a while, Xiao Ye walked across the huge crowd in the center of a square and stopped to look at the place surrounded by people.

It is human nature to love to join in the fun, and no one can resist this temptation.

Not long after, Xiao Ye, who had finally squeezed into the center of the crowd, was so shocked that he forgot to breathe before he could even catch his breath.

Joyful as the ninth spring, and frosty as the autumn frost.

At a glance, Jinghong felt that this was the best evaluation he could give to the people who were surrounded.

The young man was wearing a green embroidered robe with a navy blue ribbon and a jade crown in his hair. His face was as white as jade, his eyebrows were as black as swords, and he held a red fan in his hand.

The red fan half covered her face, revealing her brows and eyes that were as cold as water.

The onlookers all held their breath and dared not disturb them in the slightest.

After a few breaths, as the speakers at his feet began to play, the boy slightly bent his waist and danced to the music.

Her slender hands are like dancing butterflies, her flying hair is like the finest silk threads, her dancing posture is graceful, agile and light; she clasps the red fan in her hand, and paints the colors of the world like a flying dragon with a pen.

Just at this moment, a clear sound like the sound of spring water was heard.

"Poison rose, petal dance."

When the music was at its climax, petals fell from the sky and the boy danced gracefully as if he was in a sea of ​​flowers.

At this moment, several petals seemed to come to life, spinning and turning in coordination with the boy's dance moves.

Soaring in the air, running on the ground, dancing on the petals.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils shining like stars pierced into the hearts of the audience like a sharp knife, making the audience recall the heart palpitations at that moment.

"Dream demon, telekinesis."

The young man dancing in the square at this moment seemed to be in the center of the stage. The magnificent choreography and strong dancing skills made the crowd onlookers forget for a moment whether they were in the square of Huangjin City or in a brightly lit performance hall.

The fallen stamens rose from the cold, hard ground and flew into the sky.

The boy twisted his flexible waist and disappeared in the sea of ​​flowers, leaving the stage to the "blooming flowers".

It was at this moment that everyone was surprised to find that the petals that were dancing repeatedly were actually a Pokémon!

"Is that a beautiful flower?" A woman who travels a lot among the audience exclaimed softly, "It's so beautiful..."

"Proud Swallow, shadow clone, wing attack."

Suddenly, several little swallows hiding in the blooming flowers soared up into the sky and flew back with the help of the wind.

As they pierced through the sea of ​​flowers, each petal shattered and fell.

"Finally, the fierce storm."

The broken petals drifted away with the wind and scattered in every corner of the city.

The dance ends and the music stops, but the thunderous applause never stops.

Xiao Ye was deeply absorbed in this wonderful performance and was reluctant to blink until her eyes were sore.

In his eyes, the boy's bones seemed hollow, as light as a bird, a butterfly, a fallen leaf, and a dandelion.

The turn of the wrist, the closing of the red fan, and the looking back of the eyes.

Every frown and smile deeply touched the audience's hearts, as if they were in a fairyland.

The names of the Pokémon they call are also unheard of, with rich skill combinations and eye-catching moves.

If the Pokémon battles waged by trainers are passionate collisions of tears and blood, then the performance just demonstrated by the boy is an exquisite fusion of beauty and ingenuity.

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After the performance, the boy could hear a lot of noise, but he seemed to be immersed in his own world, isolated from the outside world. He sorted out the equipment for the performance and was ready to leave at any time.

Only after hearing a subtle question did he pause and slowly raise his eyes.

The boy was born with a pair of beautiful eyes, the inner corners of his eyes were as slender as a wind beak, and the ends of his eyes were slightly upturned like a phoenix tail.

"Say it again."

His eyes were focused, as if an unconscious remark from an audience member had piqued his interest, causing Xiao Ye to repeat it unconsciously.

"Excuse me, what is this dance with Pokémon called?"

"What's your name?"

The young man lowered his head and muttered. After a while, he said in a deep voice that could be heard throughout the square, "You can call it a 'Gorgeous Competition'."

"Gorgeous Contest?"

"What it is?"

"Is it a competition?"

The audience was whispering, not knowing what the noun was that came out of the boy's mouth.

After seeing the audience's reaction, a hint of loneliness flashed across the boy's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

“The ‘Gorgeous Contest’ is a flower that is about to bloom.”

The young man turned away, leaving behind only a few incomprehensible words in everyone's ears, "I will take it with me and let it flourish in this barren land of Guandu."

"Even if I use all my strength and fight for my life."