Elves: Starting from Carlos

"Ibrahimovic..."

Ibrahimovic looked at the magnificent stage, and the image of himself standing on it emerged in his mind involuntarily. When he thought about facing the huge crowds of audiences, his heart tightened instantly, his ears drooped, and his legs kept shaking.

Ibrahimovic has indeed changed a lot during this period of time. On weekdays, he is no longer the shy little guy.

Even if Selina and Mufeng are not around, it can still move freely among the bustling crowd on its own. Occasionally, it will stop to accept people's friendly touches and compliments, looking calm and composed.

But the stage before him, on which he was about to perform, made fear resurface in his calm heart.

It had watched many videos of the Triple Crown satellite tournaments before, and it knew clearly that the number of spectators during the tournament was far greater than what it usually saw. The dense crowd was endless, and the lights on the stage were colorful and unpredictable, and from time to time they would shine directly on the performers, making them nowhere to hide.

"Ibrahimovic... Ibrahimovic..."

No, the more Ibrahimovic thought about it, the more panicked he became. He fell directly to the ground, covering his head with his hands, and his body shook even more violently. Whenever he imagined himself standing on a stage like that, being stared at by countless pairs of eyes and having to endure the focus of those strange lights, the fear in his heart would grow greater and greater.

Apparently... the cowardice was not completely cured.

Serena was keenly aware of Ibrahimovic's abnormality. She felt the same way and hugged it in her arms. Facing the stage in front of her, she recalled the scene of her first time on stage. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a warm smile, and she comforted him softly, "I was also very nervous at the beginning, and of course I am still the same now.

But at the same time I feel very excited! Where's Ibrahimovic? "

"Ibrahimovic?"

Ibrahimovic's big eyes blinked, and three question marks seemed to appear on his head, indicating that it was very strange and difficult to understand.

“It’s great that many people can see our performance there!”

Seeing it like this, Serena had to use a different way of saying it to encourage it.

"Eevee!"

Sure enough, after hearing what Serena said, Ibrahimovic seemed to suddenly understand something, and his originally dim eyes instantly lit up.

It seemed to feel the joy of being recognized and cheered while standing on the stage. Its inner timidity was suddenly thrown away, and was replaced by an uncontrollable excitement. It bravely looked straight ahead at the stage not far ahead, looking as if it couldn't wait to go on stage to perform.

"It's time to get ready to go on stage and show off your dancing skills in the free performance!"

"Eevee!"

Mu Feng, who was standing by, saw Ibrahimovic's frightened look and was about to say something to comfort him, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that Serena had successfully comforted Ibrahimovic, and the little guy was full of energy again.

He was slightly stunned, then a relieved smile appeared on his face. He reached out and gently touched Eevee's head, and said, "Okay, let's go to the Pokémon Center to put our luggage first."

"okay."

"Ibrahimovic~"

……

In the middle of the night, when everyone had fallen asleep, Ibrahimovic opened his eyes, crawled out of Serena's arms, walked out of the room in the bright moonlight, and came to the balcony.

Late at night, everything is quiet, and the soft moonlight shines silently through the gaps in the window into every corner of the room.

Everyone had already fallen into a sweet dream, and the even breathing sounds intertwined into a peaceful night melody.

Ibrahimovic was originally curled up quietly in Serena's warm arms, but at this moment it slowly opened its eyes. It moved its body carefully, afraid of waking up Serena who was sleeping beside it, and slowly crawled out of her arms.

He turned his head to look at Serena and saw that she was still sleeping soundly, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Ibrahimovic jumped off the bed gently. Its footsteps were light and slow, as if it was afraid of breaking the tranquility of the night with every step. Following the guidance of the moonlight, it slowly walked towards the door. The moonlight stretched its shadow long and cast it on the ground.

It gently pushed open the door, and a cool night breeze blew on its face, bringing with it a hint of the freshness unique to the night. Facing the bright moonlight like frost, it slowly came to the balcony.

"Ibrahimovic..."

Ibrahimovic looked up at the vast, starry night sky.

The bright stars flicker in the night sky, like countless pairs of mysterious eyes overlooking the earth.

However, Ibrahimovic had no intention of appreciating this dreamlike beauty. Its two ears drooped limply, and its originally lively eyes were now filled with worry. There were crystal tears rolling in its eye sockets, which could roll down at any time.

Ibrahimovic couldn't sleep. Even though it had recovered during the day, when night fell, the silence around it made its heart extremely sensitive and fragile. The worries and anxieties hidden in its heart surged again like a tide.

When he thought about stepping onto the much-anticipated stage tomorrow and facing the densely packed audience below the stage, Ibrahimovic felt his heartbeat suddenly quicken and he was so nervous that he could hardly breathe.

It was afraid that it would mess up, that all its hard work in training would go to waste.

Just as it was immersed in deep anxiety, a burst of slow and steady footsteps came from behind it. Ibrahimovic turned around and saw that the person coming was Mufeng.

"You have to have confidence in yourself and don't think negatively." Mu Feng walked to Ibrahimovic's side and sat down, looking up at the night sky. "If you don't even have confidence in yourself, then you shouldn't go on stage at all."

"Ibrahimovic..."

Hearing this, Ibrahimovic's ears drooped even lower.

Mu Feng felt a little distressed when he saw Ibrahimovic's appearance, but he knew that he had to make Ibrahimovic face reality.

He sighed softly and continued earnestly, "But are you willing? Think about the special training these days. If you don't go on stage, the final free performance will definitely be disrupted because of you, and Serena will basically have no chance of getting the Princess Key.

Do you really want this? You’ve already made up your mind, but you back off at the last minute…”

Hearing this, Ibrahimovic's body trembled slightly, his eyes full of pain and struggle.

The tears that had been welling up in her eyes could no longer be held back and rolled down her cheeks, sparkling in the moonlight.

It has deeply realized the seriousness of the matter and is caught in a fierce ideological struggle.

Mu Feng felt that it was almost time, so he stopped talking and gently held Ibrahimovic in his arms. He gently stretched out his fingers and carefully wiped away the tears on Ibrahimovic's face and eyes. Then, his eyes became serious, and his tone was gentle but revealed an unquestionable seriousness: "Listen carefully, you are responsible for your own decisions.

I know that participating in the Triple Crown Satellite Tournament and letting more people see your dance has always been Ibrahimovic's dream, but now there is a hurdle in the middle of this dream. If you want to continue, you must bravely step over this hurdle. "

At this point, Mu Feng's eyes were full of trust and encouragement. He hugged Ibrahimovic tightly and said firmly, "It's just a hurdle. I have great confidence in Ibrahimovic, and I believe that Serena, Naughty Panda, Long-tailed Fox and everyone else will too.

So, cheer up! Ibrahimovic must also believe in himself! Don't let everyone down! "

"Eevee!"

Ibrahimovic raised one of his front legs and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. When he raised his head again, he no longer had the lost and depressed look he had before, and his expression was very determined.

It encouraged itself, determined to overcome this hurdle! It would never let Serena and everyone down!

"Stubborn."

"Firefox."

Behind the door, Serena and the two Pokémon, who had been watching them from the beginning to the end, looked at each other, and there was a look of relief in each other's eyes.

"Okay, let's go back to bed. We have a game tomorrow!"

"Ibrahimovic."

Mufeng stood up holding Eevee. As soon as he turned his head, he found Serena and the others hiding behind the door.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Ibrahimovic, let's cheer together!"

As Serena spoke, she gently took Ibrahimovic from Mufeng's arms, her eyes full of encouragement and expectation.

"Stubborn!"

The naughty panda waved its two little paws, and its adorable look added a bit of liveliness to the quiet night.

"Fire fox!" The long-tailed fire fox was not to be outdone. It swung its nimble tail gently, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Eevee!"

Ibrahimovic nodded vigorously, a bright smile on his face, and responded to everyone happily, with the previous haze swept away.

"Shh~ Keep your voice down, don't wake them up."

Seeing everyone's excitement, Mufeng quickly put his index finger on his lips and gently reminded them. Serena and the three Pokémon also quickly covered their mouths, but their smiles could still be seen in their eyes.

Returning to the bed, Mu Feng smiled with relief as he looked at Eevee who had returned to Serena's arms. He recalled that the last time he comforted a Pokémon like this was when Zeraora was trying to control its own electricity to the extreme.

At that time, because he accidentally injured Mu Feng and suffered considerable damage, Zeraora felt extremely guilty and even dared not use electric-type moves afterwards.

Ps:

This chapter may be the last chapter of the book. It is the first time the author has written a book. He did not have high hopes at the beginning. He just wanted to practice and wrote casually when he wanted to. Therefore, he wrote without thinking most of the time.

When I found out that many people read it, the author went back to read it and felt that it was poorly written and had many flaws... I wanted to change it... but there were too many... In summary, I was just lazy...

I will continue to update another book later.

Maybe I’ll come back to write this one after I finish that one… or maybe I’ll never write again.

The main reason is that I accidentally deleted the outline last time. Um... because the outline of another book was changed many times, I was so annoyed that I deleted the folder. The outlines of both books were in the same folder...

I have been editing the Encyclopedia Gym since then... I really can't continue... and I don't want to edit anymore...