Pokémon: The King of Extras

Chapter 296 Don't Despise a Poor Girl

The next day.

Early in the morning, Yu Zhou, who was awakened by his biological clock, yawned and walked into the bathroom.

He took a shower, brushed his teeth, and changed into clean casual clothes.

He looked at the two Pokémon sleeping soundly on the bed, stretched his body a few times, opened the door and walked downstairs.

The Alliance Hall in the early morning was quiet.

Occasionally, one or two Pokémon came and went, but they were also very careful, for fear of waking up the people who stayed on the sofa in the lounge.

After leaving the hall, Yu Zhou stretched his body and jogged on the sidewalk.

On the streets and alleys, the GG signs that had not appeared last night were hung all the way by someone.

Dongxia champion Chen Xinglan and Tianwang Lin Zhuiyi posed as players on the left and right.

The former was wearing a simple red and white travel suit, holding a Poké Ball in his hand, looking up, and his slightly handsome face was full of confidence.

The latter was wearing a light T-shirt and jeans, with her ponytail tied up high and a cap on, full of girlish vitality.

The background color collision, the capital VS in the center, added a bit of fiery atmosphere to the billboard.

"Looks quite young."

It was the first time that Yu Zhou met Chen Xinglan.

In the past, he mainly watched battle videos and didn't know much about him.

He was obviously 35 years old, but he looked like 25 years old. Whether it was his appearance or temperament, he didn't have the feeling of "middle-aged, helpless".

Has a special ability?

Maybe he just pays attention to care in normal times.

It was difficult to concentrate when he got up early, so Yu Zhou shook his head and took a photo with the illusory eye.

Passing through several conspicuous facilities such as the Alliance Center, the Alliance Battle Center, and the Alliance Training Center.

What appeared in front of him was the busy intersection in the city center.

It was only six o'clock in the morning, and the subway entrance was full of people coming and going, and the flow of people never stopped.

As long as the red light on the street lasts for more than five or six seconds, 7-8 cars will be blocked.

Occasionally, wild Pokémon will fly low, land on branches on the street, and use their beaks to tidy up their feathers.

There are also Pokémon who don't know what to do and stand at his feet waiting for the red light together.

The Unreal Eye continued to shoot, and Yu Zhou quietly experienced the vitality of this city.

When the light at the intersection turned green, he continued to run.

Until he met a temple built on a hill, he chose to turn and merge into the alleys of Sichuan.

After running a lap, the time was 7 o'clock.

There was no sweat on the body, so there was no need to take a shower.

Yu Zhou returned to the room with the breakfast he bought and woke up the two Pokémon.

After eating, they cleaned up their personal appearance and walked neatly towards the direction of the League Arena.

In just over an hour, the flow of people on the streets and alleys increased several times.

The first game was held at 8:30, and people went to line up at more than 6 o'clock.

Yu Zhou, with the yawning little Ibrahimovic, entered the VIP channel with few people and showed the electronic ticket sent by Lin Zhuiyi.

Soon, a special staff member led them to the VIP lounge alone.

"Before the game starts, you can rest here first,"

the staff member said with a smile, "If you want to watch the game up close, push open the west door and walk inside, you can sit anywhere. If you don't like close distance, you can also use our all-round real-time screen."

"Okay."

It was the first time for Yu Zhou to come to the backstage of the stadium.

Looking around, he found that it was not just him, but also the son of King Du and the son of the overseas champion.

Bu Yuer was sitting alone at the table, reading a book with a black cover.

There were also a few young people who had never seen it, but they seemed to be "relatives", gathered together to talk about strange topics.

Yu Zhou got closer and found that they were all "King Lin is so handsome" and "I wonder if Chen Guanjun will agree to give us an autograph" and other things that sounded unsuitable for him.

Considering that it was not long before the start of the game.

Yu Zhou sat on the sofa nearby and teased the little Ibrahimovic who had formed an illusion.

Not only does it feel real when being touched, Zoroark's own experience is the same as the real thing.

In addition, Yu Zhou is skilled and has a similar body shape to Little Eevee and Zoroark.

It took only a few strokes to conquer him and comfortably stepped on his thighs.

If he was not satisfied, he would let out a soft cry and let him touch other places.

As for the little dream demon.

At this time, he was picking Yu Zhou's pocket, staring at the snacks and fruits on the table with timidity and desire.

That blazing gaze and strong presence could not be completely eliminated even if he was stroking Little Eevee.

Yu Zhou, who really couldn't ignore it, could only cast a helpless look.

"You promised to eat enough before going out, but what's wrong now?"

"Dream~"

The dream demon was stunned for a moment, half of his head retracted into his pocket, and stuck out his tongue.

Thirteen minutes have passed since breakfast~

After saying this, the little guy felt that it was not appropriate and quickly added a word.

"Ah~"

And I'm not hungry, I'm just curious about the taste of those snacks~

Yu Zhou sighed, and he was convinced that he had raised such a little foodie.

It's all fate!

Putting the little Ibrahimovic on his shoulder, he stood up, found a clean plate in front of the table, and asked in a low voice: "Which one do you want to eat?"

"Dream~"

I want all~

"..."

You still say you're not hungry?

After picking up two or three kinds of food, there was suddenly another person beside him.

The cold and clean voice can be distinguished without turning your head.

It's Bu Yuer.

"Next time we spar, I won't underestimate the enemy again." She said seriously.

"Um."

Yu Zhou sandwiched a piece of raw chocolate cake and felt that it must taste very silky.

I also want to eat it a little bit.

But considering that the trainer is a role model for young Pokémon, if he is too unscrupulous, the little dream monster may grow crooked.

I had to give up with regret.

Feeling perfunctory, Bu Yuer pouted, but was too embarrassed to leave like that.

He asked as if he had nothing to say, "What is your relationship with King Lin Tianwang?"

"The relationship between superiors and subordinates." Yu Zhou said casually.

"She likes you?"

"Of course, everyone who has seen me likes it,"

Yu Zhou said, "You came early, what's delicious here?"

Bu Yuer was stunned for a moment by his righteous tone.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Grape, lemon and Mont Blanc."

Yu Zhou took some of both and said thank you by the way.

The two of them sat down at the table.

When outsiders were around, the little dream demon didn't dare to stay too far away. When eating, she would pull Yu Zhou's sleeves and secretly observe Bu Yu'er next to her with her small eyes.

Big eyes, small mouth, always serious expression, looks a bit silly.

Yu Zhou continued to massage little Ibrahimovic and asked by the way: "What do you want from me?"

Bu Yu'er paused for two seconds before she realized that she was talking to him. She clenched her fists subconsciously and said eagerly: "I want to make a date with you!"

"..."

The chatter in the room disappeared.

All eyes were filled with surprise.

Yu Zhou finished digesting the meaning of this sentence.

He raised his eyebrows and declined politely: "Sorry, I don't accept this kind of commission."

Noticing the change in the atmosphere, Bu Yuer's face turned red.

She quickly added: "It's not about making an appointment now, it's about later."

"Not in the future either." Yu Zhou said seriously.

"No, it's not that appointment, alas,"

Bu Yu'er was so embarrassed that she wiggled her toes in her little leather shoes, "I can't beat you now. I want to arrange a fight again in the future. That's what I mean!"

She watched the video of Yu Zhou challenging the gym yesterday.

Zoroark, with his explosive combat power, and Yu Zhou, who has mastered advanced command techniques, have no chance of winning.

But I feel unwilling to do so.

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

The image in my head was of being easily crushed and then ignored.

After two nights of careful consideration, she decided that she would win it back in an honest and fair manner.

Must!

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully young girls into poverty!