An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 197 Unova's Suppression King: Fighter on the Run (Pokémon Version of Capital Peak)
Outside the studio, the noise was isolated behind the heavy soundproof doors, leaving only the faint sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

A young man wearing a faded red hat and blue cycling clothes, with one foot on the ground supporting a professional mountain bike covered in mud, was talking animatedly to a camera set up in front of him.

"Family members! Look! Look at this place!"

He pointed to the brightly lit and avant-garde photography studio behind him, a smile on his face that was a mix of mystery and shrewdness honed over years of live-streaming experience.

"A professional music video studio! Super professional! Those singing and dancing stars you see on your videos, no matter how big they are, nine times out of ten they were filmed in this tiny space! See? This is what you call a star-making assembly line! No matter what goddess or god they are, without this lighting and green screen, they would all be exposed!"

Beside him, a young girl wearing tight hot pants, revealing her healthy, tanned legs, was carrying a professional shoulder-mounted camera bigger than her head, the lens steadily pointed at the young man in the red hat.

She skillfully adjusted the focus and angle, clearly not a novice, and the chat notification sounds from the live stream could be faintly heard through her headphones.

Mo Zhen's gaze was drawn to the red-hatted youth who was spitting as he spoke.

His pupils contracted slightly, and he cursed inwardly.

Damn it! Isn't that Touya?!

It's like finding a needle in a haystack! I've stumbled upon the male protagonist of the Black and White Generation right here in this remote corner!
Just as the information was pried out of Hei Lian before, this kid had only been following Dr. Yew for less than two years, and with the tuition money his parents gave him, he suddenly had an epiphany, saving himself twenty years of detours—the tuition money turned into equipment money, and he transformed into a cycling influencer.

Mo Zhen could smell the odor emanating from this kid even from several meters away.

This guy is a seasoned veteran, his words and actions exude a highly commercialized and formulaic personal style, a veritable veteran of live streaming who has been thoroughly seasoned by traffic.

Seeing the two filming as if no one else was around, Wanlong, who was an investor and assistant director and was already seething with anger, immediately felt like he had found an outlet.

She rushed forward in her high heels, arms crossed, her glasses reflecting a cold light.

"Hey! What are you doing?! Don't you know the rules?! This is a confidential commercial music video shooting location! Private filming is strictly prohibited! Immediately! Delete all the content you just filmed! Otherwise, expect to receive a lawyer's letter! We'll sue you until you're bankrupt!"

Wanlong's bombshell "lawyer's letter warning" caught the girl carrying the camera off guard.

But she reacted very quickly, her face instantly plastered with an incredibly sweet and professional smile, and she nodded and bowed repeatedly to Wanlong.

"Oh, Auntie, don't be so angry! We were just passing by, taking some street scene footage, really!"

The girl's voice was soft and sweet, carrying just the right amount of grievance.

"It's not easy being a self-media creator these days, Auntie. You have to work from dawn till dusk, enduring wind and rain... We promise! We will absolutely not leak any of your trade secrets! Once your music video is officially released, we can even help you promote and attract traffic for free. It's a win-win situation, Auntie!"

"Ah... Auntie?!"

These two words were like the fuse that lit a powder keg!
Wanlong felt a surge of hot blood rush to the top of his head, and the veins on his forehead throbbed wildly!
She was panting heavily, her chest heaving violently, and there seemed to be a ghostly blue flame burning behind her!

If Mo Zhen hadn't been watching from the sidelines, she would have definitely evolved into a Chandelier Spirit on the spot and used [Will-o'-the-Wisp] to burn these two arrogant brats to ashes!
When Mo Zhen saw the hot pants girl's signature long, wavy braid, his eyes lit up.

"Wow! Buy one get one free?! Isn't that Touko, the female lead from Black and White Generation? Now I have the whole package! All that time and effort I spent making that sow's music video was worth it!"

The pink-haired, useless Xiaomengzi was so excited that she glared at him like a hungry wolf, her saliva almost dripping down her face.

[Caw! Lord Mo Zhen! This is a golden opportunity! What are you waiting for?! Go! Let's rake in their gold coins... Pshaw! I mean, let's unleash their full potential! Saving the world is of utmost urgency! We can't let these two brilliant talents be wasted on such low-level games as cycling!]

Mo Zhen frowned, then punched it away with his backhand, letting out a cold snort.

"Shut up! Do I need a divine avatar like you to tell me what to do?"

He straightened the collar of his flamboyant red suit, instantly switching to a debonair mode, and with a warm, spring-like smile, strode over to Douzi, who was staring wide-eyed at Wanlong.

"Oh dear, Wanlong, calm down, calm down!"

He patted Wanlong on the shoulder, his tone relaxed yet carrying an unquestionable authority.

"We're all in the same art world, we see each other all the time, why ruin our relationship over such a small thing? Think bigger! We need to broaden our horizons!"

Dou Zi stood with his hands on his hips, his long, strong white legs firmly planted on the ground, his chin slightly raised, expressing his deep agreement with Mo Zhen's words.

"Exactly! This handsome guy is so sensible! He's definitely someone who's going to do big things! Unlike some people who just send lawyer's letters all the time, who are they trying to scare... Hah—!"

She was halfway through her sentence when her gaze finally focused on Mo Zhen's excessively handsome face, and she felt as if she had been struck by a high-voltage electric shock!

She gasped, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, and pointed at Mo Zhen, her voice distorted.

"Oh my god! You...you can't be the legendary...Director Mo?! Director Mo, really, really?! I've seen your 'Love Like Huo' music video! My god! The cinematography! The visual tension! That...that's simply a revolutionary artistic expression! I...I..."

Douzi was so excited that he became incoherent, his face turned from red to white, his breathing became rapid, his eyes rolled back, and his body slumped backward—a classic scene of a fan fainting from excitement upon seeing their idol!

"Sister!"

Dou reacted quickly, stepping forward and steadily supporting the unconscious Douzi.

His sharp gaze swept over Mo Zhen and Wan Long, carrying the professional tone of someone trying to stage an accident.

“Hey! What’s going on?! You scared my sister so much she fainted! Let me tell you, this is a big deal! My sister is frail and can’t take any shocks! If we don’t get 30,000 to 50,000 yuan for nutrition, emotional distress, and lost wages today… she probably won’t be able to get up! Our family is watching! Everyone, please be the judge!”

The chubby, warm pig at his feet also started to grunt at the opportune moment. The man and the pig, both looking fierce, instantly created a tense atmosphere.

Just then, Douzi suddenly "came back to life" and slapped Douye hard on the back of the head.

"Go to hell! Who are you cursing with your nonsense?!"

She jumped up with great energy, glared at Dou Ye, and then turned to Mo Zhen. Her face instantly flushed with an almost fawning, excited blush, and her voice trembled.

"This...this is the legendary Director Mo! A living master of art! What are you yelling about!"

Dou rubbed the back of his head, feeling a little embarrassed after being publicly humiliated by his older sister.

Only then did he truly focus his attention on Mo Zhen, his eyes instantly becoming wary, scrutinizing, and mixed with a hint of barely concealed... hostility.

Damn it... Is this the Mo Zhenzhen that Miss Xiaoju has been thinking about all this time?
He sized Mo Zhen up and down, his red suit clearly expensive, then compared it to his own mud-splattered cycling gear, and a wave of self-loathing washed over him. Damn it, he's not bad looking... just a tiny bit more handsome than me...

He muttered to himself, but seeing Mo Zhen's calm and composed "successful person" aura as if everything was under control, and thinking of the "family members" who gave him tips in his live broadcast room and Xiao Ju'er who was always out of reach, a strong sense of envy, jealousy and hatred arose spontaneously.

That look perfectly encapsulates the complex reality of someone struggling at the bottom, looking up at a powerful figure in the clouds—a person with three lows (low education, low income, and low social status)—wanting to get closer, yet afraid of getting burned; wanting to curry favor, yet too proud to do so; wanting to deny the other person, yet knowing full well that their success is an unattainable dream.

Mo Zhen ignored Dou Ye's complicated gaze and chatted with Dou Zi with a smile.

In just a few words, he quickly figured out the current situation of the two people.

In this timeline, Douye and Douzi actually became siblings, forming a self-media duo called "The Dou Family Siblings' Adventures".

He has gained some fans by shooting videos of cycling adventures and local customs (occasionally with some suggestive content).

With a base of traffic, Dou decisively started a live broadcast room, broadcasting every few days, ostensibly to "help his family answer all kinds of questions," but in reality, his goal was clear—to rake in the dollars from his "family members'" pockets and ruthlessly harvest the "leeks" (low-income, low-income, and low-income individuals) on the Bilibili APP.

Douye's live stream room is called "Dou Ge Answers All Things," and he created his own so-called "theory of the root causes of sexual repression," which can be called a universal formula.

No matter if you're under a lot of academic pressure, have a bad day at work, your pet is being disobedient, or you're constipated and can't poop, in his live stream, everything will eventually be forcibly explained as "the root cause being sexual repression"!
This set of fallacies and heresies, combined with his pretentious and seemingly worldly-wise tone, actually fooled the group of naive and ignorant people in the village.

These idiots really thought he was some kind of well-traveled and knowledgeable "independent scholar" or "folk thinker," and they generously donated money to provide him with paid consultations, showering this old man with gold coins.

Both of them were using Tepig, one of the three starter Pokémon from Unova, which they had obtained from Professor Juniper.

Although he has no achievements in the competitive arena, he is very effective at making his cycling videos more entertaining by being cute and silly.

To maintain their initial cuteness, both pigs wore heavy Everstone collars around their necks.

At this moment, the two pigs are staring wide-eyed at Xiao Huolong and Lucario, who are "practicing" in the corner of the studio.

After advancing to the Dou Shi level, Xiao Huolong's size far surpassed that of its kind, being a size larger than ordinary fire dragons, with its thick thighs almost as thick as a tidy pig's waist!

It and Luca are engaged in a cycle of cultivation, where water and fire intertwine—the two face each other, mimicking the posture of Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu cultivating the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. On the surface, all is calm, but beneath lies a turbulent undercurrent!
The fire and water energies within the two bodies intertwine and stimulate each other's primal power. The clash between fire and water does not annihilate each other; instead, fire fuels water and water fuels fire, making the transformation of life energy within each other even more radical, as if they are about to spiral upwards, stepping on each other's feet!

The surging energy fluctuations and powerful fire-type aura were fatally attractive to the Woolpig, which also belonged to the fire type. The two pigs grunted and drooled as they watched.

As Mo Zhen and Dou Zi chatted enthusiastically, while Dou Zi secretly observed with a sour taste in his mouth, Wan Long felt increasingly uncomfortable.

She moved closer to Mo Zhen and deliberately spoke in a voice that was just loud enough for Dou Ye and Dou Zi to hear, reminding him.

"Ahem! Director Mo~~ This is prime filming time~ Every minute costs money! Location fees, equipment fees, personnel fees... it's all burning through cash! Since these two kids don't seem to have any ill intentions, I think we should let them leave quickly! Don't delay our important business!"

Upon hearing this, Douzi's face immediately showed intense reluctance, and he looked at Mozhen with longing eyes.

Dou Ye felt as if he had been granted a pardon and couldn't wait to get away from this "love rival" and "successful person" who made him feel so uncomfortable.

He grabbed Douzi's arm and drew out his words in a sarcastic tone.

"Alright, alright, sis~ let's go! They're big companies, big stars, big productions, making millions every minute. Why would they care about us little internet celebrities who ride bicycles and shoot some lousy scenery to make a living? Let's not get in their way, let's go!"

However, just as Dou Ye was half-pulling and half-dragging Dou Zi away, Mo Zhen suddenly waved his hand and spoke in a loud voice, carrying an undeniable aura of a talent scout.

"Wait! Young man!"

This sound successfully made Dou Ye stop in his tracks.

Mo Zhen's eyes were sharp as he looked Dou Ye up and down, then he nodded seriously.

"In my opinion... you have extraordinary bone structure and a unique temperament, making you a natural talent for art! Especially that down-to-earth, weathered look and the... um... simplicity hidden beneath your slick exterior? It perfectly matches the center position of an important character in our MV—the warm-hearted pig boy! How about it? Interested in giving it a try? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to shine!"

Upon hearing this, Dou Ye was completely stunned, his mind went blank for a moment, and then a storm of emotions surged within him!

Holy crap! Starring in Mo Zhenzhenzhenzhen's music video?! This... this is practically a meteoric rise to the top!
He could almost picture himself becoming a viral MV, gaining a huge following, becoming a top internet celebrity, and then... marrying Miss Xiaojuer and reaching the pinnacle of his life!

Just imagining the scene of Douye relentlessly attacking Xiaojuer almost made him drool uncontrollably.

But the next second, another voice screamed in his head.

No way! Fight back! You're a man of principle! How can you accept charity from your rival?! What's the difference between that and begging on your knees?! What will Miss Xiaoju think of you if she finds out?!
Two conflicting thoughts tore at his mind, causing his face to flush red and pale in turns, and fine beads of sweat to appear on his forehead.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, hesitantly and whimpering.

"Well... um... cough cough... I'm considered a fairly well-known figure in the industry, right? Usually, when people ask me to film a video or something, they have to go to my humble abode three times..."

His eyes darted away, avoiding Mo Zhen's gaze, and his voice grew softer and softer until it was almost a mosquito's hum.

"So... if I film this music video with you... um... Miss Xiaoju'er... will she... will she be able to see it?"

Seeing his younger brother's pathetic behavior of dawdling and still thinking about the goddess, Douzi was so angry he almost rolled his eyes.

She slapped Dou Ye on the back with such force that he stumbled, then flashed Mo Zhen her brightest smile and readily agreed.

"Really?! Director Mo?! To be in your music video?! This is the highest honor we could ever have! We're so excited! Hurry up and kneel down to thank you for your kindness, Master Mo! Oh, and by the way, Director Mo!"

She changed the subject, her eyes filled with longing.

"I...can I learn some filming techniques from you? Just...just watch from the side, I definitely won't bother you!"

Mo Zhen waved his hand, as if possessed by Brother Jie, and spoke with great heroic spirit.

"Come on! Everyone come on! Our studio is quite big, you're welcome to come here for your shoots. If you get tired, you can just go to sleep, no problem!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The list of persecuted individuals cannot be omitted; once Gongping leaves, someone must immediately come to fill the void. Next up is the performance time for the protagonist, Dou Ye…

(End of this chapter)