Pokemon Creation

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“Don’t follow me… I saw you, don’t hide.” On the street, the youngster with the drawing board turned around and said helplessly.

Behind the street trash can, Smeargle’s tail is drooping on the Ground with green paint.

“It’s you, come out quickly.” Youngster said helplessly again.

Hmm~ Are you talking about me?

Smeargle hid quietly behind the trash can, shaking his tail a little nervously, and finally poked his head out tentatively.

As soon as he appeared, he saw the youngster’s helpless eyes.

wu! It was discovered!

Smeargle came out a little sorry.

“You, don’t follow me, my mother will be angry when I see you.” Youngster said gently.

It was the first time that he saw such a magical Genetic Organism. Not only could he understand his words, but he was also very interested in his works.

He is a cartoonist, and his activity every morning is to go to Sketch by the lake and start comic creation when he gets home.

Every morning Sketch can bring him new inspiration, this kind of life has been going on for almost 5 years.

After graduation, he became a cartoonist with ambitions. He originally thought that as long as he wrote the story in his mind, he would be recognized by others.

But the reality has given him a head-on, and his works are hardly cared about.

He was inferior and doubted himself, but today, he is recognized by others, even if it is a Genetic Organism.

For Smeargle, he also likes it very much. Who wouldn’t like to recognize his Genetic Organism?

He also thought of adopting Smeargle, but he lived with his mother.

And mother really doesn’t like small animals.

If Smeargle is brought back, mother will definitely be angry.

However, when he saw Smeargle’s worshipful eyes from his heart, he hesitated.

Maybe he should try it?

He took a few steps tentatively, but found that Smeargle was not hiding anymore, and directly followed his footsteps.

“Are you going home with me?” he asked.

Smeargle stared straight at the youngster, nodded.

He frowns tangledly thinking about it for a long time, and his entire face is almost wrinkled together.

After a long time, he let out a long breath and said: “Okay! But you must follow me, don’t make a noise, don’t let my mother find out.”

Smeargle was nodded happily, sliding his tail to leave a red mark on the ground.

“What a magical ability! Are you really Genetic Organism?” The youngster stared at Smeargle’s tail in admiration.

Suddenly a speculation emerged in his head.

With such a high IQ and unique ability, he wouldn’t be Pokemon?

Then he smiled and shook his head, leaving the speculation behind.

How could it be Pokemon! If it’s Pokemon, Red & White Corporation must be protectively dead, how could it be encountered by oneself.

Check the information when you go home.

Thinking of this, he took steps, and Smeargle followed behind his back.

……

At this point, mother is basically not at home. Since her comics have not improved, mother also finds a job in the supermarket.

But to be on the safe side, he still carefully signaled Smeargle to stay away.

Bang. He opened the door cautiously and moved towards Smeargle, who was looking far away, beckoned.

One person and one Pokemon immediately walked into the house and closed the door.

Youngster’s home is an ordinary small apartment with two bedrooms and one living room. The space is not large, but the decoration is very warm.

The youngster took a sip of tea and returned to the room with Smeargle.

His room is a single room with various cartoon wallpapers on the walls.

Smeargle has stars in his eyes. He sticks out his little tongue and carefully looks at the pictorial on the wall, the paint on his tail on the verge of collapse.

Youngster quickly caught the paint with white paper.

After doing this, he relaxed, “What kind of creature are you? The tail is like a paintbrush.”

Smeargle sold a cute to the youngster.

The life experience in the breeding area taught him that it is right to be cute when he encounters trouble.

“Ai, I really took you. You have to control it, don’t put the paint in my room, or it will be bad if my mother finds it out.” Youngster ordered.

“Dolu!” Smeargle nodded, then carefully placed his tail on the white paper.

“Then introduce myself, my name is Gu Cheng, I am a successful cartoonist in the future!” Gu Cheng smiled and extended the hand.

“Dolu. (I’m Smeargle, a successful cartoonist in the future, too)” Smeargle puts his white paw on Gu Cheng’s hand.

“You actually understand it.” Gu Cheng kept talking, then sat in front of the computer.

Smeargle followed curiously.

His impatient wants to learn Gu Cheng’s comic techniques.

Gu Cheng turned on the computer and logged into the search engine. After thinking about it, he typed in “Canine Genetic Organism with a brush tail”.

The computer immediately responded that many messages popped up.

But these news are only about canine Genetic Organism.

“There is no relevant information.” Gu Cheng frowned and rolled out his mouse.

“Does the tail drip?” He tapped the keyboard again.

“No!” He said in surprise.

Then he looked towards Smeargle, with doubts in his eyes, and said to himself: “Is it really a new breed?”

Smeargle looked at Gu Cheng pretending to be innocent. His high IQ made him feel a sense of crisis.

So he started to grab Gu Cheng’s arm Charm and motioned to Gu Cheng to paint quickly.

“Alright! Understood.”

Sure enough, under Smeargle Charm, Gu Cheng put aside his suspicions, immediately spread the white paper on the table and took out the pencil.

“Dolu!” Smeargle looked at the pencil lovingly, standing on the chair next to Gu Cheng, looking at the white paper on the table intently, waiting for Gu Cheng to paint.

Gu Cheng smiled slightly and moved his wrist slightly, explaining to Smeargle while drawing.

di di di.

An e-mail was sent from the computer at this time, and Gu Cheng immediately opened with joy, with anticipation in his eyes.

But soon, the expectation in his eyes was replaced by disappointment.

“Is it still a failure?” He lowered his head, his eyes gloomy.

After several failures, this time his drawings failed to even pass the review.

The comics industry in China is too hard.

In addition, his own strength is at most upper-middle, and it is normal to rush to the street.

But he is not willing!

Gu Cheng looked at Smeargle next to him, and suddenly had a hint of inspiration.

His right hand immediately began to write and draw on the paper.

In a moment, a cute and smart puppy appeared on the paper, with the title “My dog ​​can draw” at the top of the paper.

Smeargle stared wide-eyed looking at the vivid “self” on the paper, I only feel incredible, even magical.

He has longing in his eyes.

Can I become a cartoonist myself?