Pokémon, but cultural invasion

The spring tree nodded.

He's not a devil who forces Pokémon to do things; he also respects the Pokémon's own choices when it comes to casting actors.

After all, there are so many Pokémon in the orphanage; if you don't do it, plenty of other Pokémon will.

"Let's take a group photo without delay."

Ah Che looked up at the clear blue sky; it was perfect weather for photography.

The two moved the tripod and other miscellaneous items to the lakeside.

The Pokémon curiously examined the dark camera lens.

Grassland beside the lake.

The Pokémon were making a ruckus in groups, like elementary school students on a spring outing.

With a heavy heart, A-Che arranged the Pokémon according to their size.

Against the backdrop of a lake and an arched bridge, the Pokémon are arranged in layers, with Starry Sky and Izumi Tree in the center, standing at the very front.

Even the Pidgey with its bamboo planks tied to it stood beside the main group.

"Hey, you Zubat with the blue-orange beak, step back a bit, yes, I'm talking to you!"

"The trumpet buds and sunflower seeds stand forward."

"Raise your head, little ones who are timid, don't be afraid of the camera."

"Yes, very good!"

A-Che was adjusting the camera.

"Miss Dean, are you a little nervous?"

Quanshu glanced at Lanxing beside him.

Her face was stiff, her whole body tense, and her hands gripped the hem of her light blue pleated skirt.

"Have it?"

"Is this your first time taking photos?"

The director's legs were shaking so badly they were practically sieves, but she still stubbornly insisted, "I filmed this once when I was a child at an orphanage, so I'm not nervous at all."

"Do you know why you say 'cheese' when taking a picture?"

Quanshu decided to teach the nervous Dean a simple and unpretentious photography tip.

He chose a word in Pokémon language that sounds similar to "eggplant".

"why?"

Lanxing's attention was diverted.

"Because saying 'cheese' when you press the shutter button will make the photo look better."

"I just don't take many photos, I'm not stupid."

Lanxing said irritably, "The method you're talking about is just like the pain-flying magic that the headmaster taught me when I was injured as a child. It's all psychological."

"Pain-free magic, what is that?"

Quanshu laughed and said, "I've only ever heard of magic that makes omelet rice taste better."

Ah Che stared at the camera and shouted, "Get ready, we're about to take a picture!"

"Eh?"

Lanxing, caught off guard by the sudden attack, let out a cute sound.

The conversation veered off course, and she almost forgot about taking photos.

The moment the shutter was pressed, Lanxing subconsciously adopted the suggestion provided by Quanshu.

"eggplant--"

"Crack!"

A deep blue lake, a gray-white arched bridge, and Pokémon of various colors enter the frame, freezing into a still frame of light and shadow.

In the very center of the light and shadow image, the young man holding Eevee has a radiant smile.

The cute girl to his right, a head shorter than him, was flustered yet smiling, her smile like a fleeting ephemera blooming under the moonlight, half-open.

Chapter Fifteen: Recruiting Two

After the photo session, the yawning supersonic bats returned to their caves one after another, leaving only one supersonic bat under the shade of a tree.

This fellow appears quite energetic compared to the nocturnal Zubat.

Ache rubbed his chin, wondering if there were night owls among the supersonic bats?

"Lanxing, I'm thinking of starting a photography training class for the Flying-type Pokémon in the academy. What do you think?"

Izumi rubbed his hands together. After feeding them for the past few days, he had established a basic level of trust with the Pokémon that ran on the ground and swam in the water at the orphanage.

As for the old men who fly in the sky...

Aside from occasionally coming down for a few bites when he had some food, they generally ignored him.

"Many Flying-type Pokémon are employed in high-altitude surveying, so I have no objection to them acquiring a skill."

Lanxing's attitude has softened somewhat since she first arrived.

She changed the subject: "I'm worried about something else, is your wallet okay?"

Over the past three days, Quanshu asked her to buy a lot of things, mostly necessities for the welfare home.

I heard that the game development stage requires investment, and Lanxing doesn't want him to be short of money later on.

"There's no need to worry about funding for now; my second game has already entered the testing phase."

"The last game, Getting Over It, was released hastily, which led to players discovering a lot of bugs while playing. So this time I want to recruit a few game testers."

"Considering the risk of leaks, the only person I can trust right now is the dean."

To be honest, Quanshu couldn't possibly let Qishu play with an untested, half-finished product.

"I?"

Lanxing pointed to herself and said incredulously, "But I've never played video games."

"The new game is a bit special; its target audience is game novices who have never played casual games before. In fact, you're the most suitable person for it," Quanshu said frankly.

The mobile version of "Travel Farm" is bound to face the challenge of novice players.

It's better to discover problems with the game for beginners through Lanxing than to have it fail after release.

"this..."

Lanxing was worried about whether she was capable of handling the job of a tester.

"The salary is the same as the standard at the convenience store where you work, and the benefits include five social insurances and one housing fund, and holidays off."

Seeing Lanxing hesitate, Quanshu assumed she was worried about something else.

He spread his hands and said sincerely, "Don't worry, we'll each do our own thing."

"From now on, I'll call you Dean, and you'll call me Boss."

Lan Xing: "......"

The natives of the Pokémon world don't get the jokes.

Quanshu put it in a more acceptable way: "To be honest, the workload at the orphanage is too much."

“If you don’t work at the convenience store, I can dedicate more time to my work.”

"Besides, if you get distracted by work, you'll neglect to observe and care for your Pokémon."

"If a Pokémon suddenly gets sick, I have no experience in dealing with it."

This time, Lanxing had no way to refute the answer.

She pursed her lower lip and said, "Let me state upfront that I am not confident I can do this job well."

"Being a tester is different from other jobs; all you need to do is record your thoughts as a newbie and the problems you discover."

Quanshu sent her the game file and said, "Try it out first. The game will be available to the public for the first time tomorrow at six o'clock."

"All right..."

Lanxing solemnly opened the installation package and began to examine it carefully.

The dean stopped being stubborn, and Quanshu breathed a sigh of relief.

Having Lanxing test the game was partly out of genuine need, and partly out of his own selfish motives.

Even with Murlocs following her, it's still not safe for a girl to go out alone late at night.

If something really happens, the old man will be so angry that he'll jump up from the wood panel and yell at him.

Oh, it's not a coffin lid, it's a longevity box.

“My fellow flying brethren, look at me, look at me.”

A-Che clapped his hands; a pile of camera models were at his feet.

Pidgey, Swablu, Murkrow, Zubat... a motley crew of Flying-type Pokémon stood neatly on the grass.

"Pilots who are interested in the black bumps at my feet, please come forward."

After a long while, no bird responded.

A-Che almost doubted that there was something wrong with his selection method.

Lanxing, standing under the shade of a tree, shouted, "No slacking off, or you won't get any dinner tonight!"

Under the dean's threat, the rebellious supersonic bat broke free from the flock and started fiddling with the camera model on the ground.

Its actions triggered a chain reaction, and other Pokémon swarmed in.

The model camera has a horizontal bar at the top that is easy to grip, allowing Flying-type Pokémon to lift the camera with their claws.

Soon, Bobo and Murlocs were flying around everywhere, cameras in hand...

Some crashed to the ground, some glided shakily at low altitudes, and others propped their cameras up in trees.

A-Che observed and noted down the individuals who performed well during their initial flight.

The Pokémon who had finished taking photos were still not gone.

They joined in this chaotic dance, with the more attention-seeking ones striking poses in front of the camera.

Izumi took this opportunity to write down the list. As a Pokémon actor, the most important thing is not to be stage-frightened and to have good performance skills.

Ibrahimovic was among them and had the most fun.

She rummaged through the spring tree bag and took out sunglasses, then put them on her head.

Strolling leisurely among a bunch of basil and trumpet buds, if he were to put on a leather jacket, he would truly deserve the title of a gang leader.

"Come out, Tutu Dog, Porygonian."

Izumi throws out a Poké Ball.

"You've worked hard these past few days, so have some fun today."

The Polygon 2 tirelessly floats and spins freely on the grass.

Tutu Dog found a quiet spot away from the main group, set up its canvas, and started painting with its tail.

After observing for more than ten minutes, A-Che came to a conclusion.

Murkrow performs better than other Flying-type Pokémon.

They like shiny objects and often carry them, which has given them a strong grasping ability.

The lens reflection also attracted the dark crows, who became enamored with it.