Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

"Son of God, your place has been taken by the Saintess." The voice came from the group of children who were just chirping secretly, but there was a hint of gloating in their tone. It seemed like they were watching a good show, but it was unclear whether the show was for her or him.

Zhang Xingxing guessed it was her. She just didn't know how this Holy Son would treat her.

Zhang Xingxing felt a little uneasy when she thought of this. She scratched the wooden table with her hands and curled up unnaturally. She was a little scared. After all, she was a new transfer student and she had to fight for a desk with the principal's son on the first day of registration. Hiss~ Don't say it. This was a very provocative smell.

Zhang Xingxing was getting more and more scared the more he thought about it, and couldn't help but secretly glance at the face of the Saint. Ha~ He didn't have any expression, and it was no different from what he saw that night. Zhang Xingxing's heart calmed down a little, and he ignored what those people said, just pretending that he didn't hear it. He cheered up and explained to this person with a special identity.

"Sorry, I just got here. I didn't know this was your seat. I thought there was no one here." Zhang Xingxing looked at the Holy Son of the Zhang family with wet eyes.

Eh? He didn't react, just nodded, as if he knew. He was so calm. If Zhang Xingxing hadn't heard what he said that night, she would have thought he was a mute.

Then Zhang Xingxing saw him sitting down and started to organize his things, as if he was going to move. Zhang Xingxing quickly grabbed his clothes, and then saw him stop, tilt his head, and look at her. Obviously, he had no expression and didn't say anything. But Zhang Xingxing read his meaning.

"What else?"

"Oh, nothing. No, I mean you don't have to move your things. I'll ask the fourth elder to arrange a new table this afternoon. Can I sit here first this morning? I won't disturb you, my deskmate?"

Zhang Xingxing felt that she was unfamiliar with the place, and if she pushed him, the news of her domineering behavior would spread throughout the Zhang family's yard tomorrow. Woo, she obviously did nothing, but if she took the blame, she would never be able to wash it off, which would be very detrimental to her survival in the Zhang family in the future. Thinking of this, Zhang Xingxing decided to build a good relationship with him.

Because Xiao Zhang heard what Zhang Xingxing said and nodded. There was a hint of obedience in it. He didn't touch his things again, but he was a little entangled. I don't know how Zhang Xingxing could tell from his expressionless face that he was entangled. Fortunately, he didn't leave, huh~ his reputation was saved.

"What is a deskmate?" Finally, the desire to figure it out got the better of him, and Student Zhang asked out loud.

"We are just friends who sat at the same desk as each other." The Son of Heaven heard this explanation for the first time and his eyes lit up.

He never had any friends in the Zhang family. Except for his master, the rest of the people didn't care about it. Even his master didn't care much. They just respected him, respected his identity as the Son of God.

"Okay, deskmate."

Zhang nodded. Looking at the girl in pink clothes, she had a bright smile, big, piercing eyes, clear black pupils, and a little blue if you look closely. She was very beautiful. Her voice was also sweet and bright, and when you looked at her, there seemed to be a little tail swaying behind her. She was lively and cute, and Zhang, who was obsessed with cute things, was really taken advantage of. (???????)

Zhang Xingxing intuitively felt that Brother Zhang seemed to be a lot happier, and he was even climbing up by feeling the pole.

"What's your name, classmate? My name is Xingxing." Yes, yesterday the Fourth Elder brought a bunch of names for her to choose from and wanted her to change her name. Zhang Xingxing called back her name, Zhang Xingxing, under the Fourth Elder's complicated eyes. It's not that this name is so nice, I'm just used to it. After all, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse, and an ordinary name is also a good name.

This question made Zhang Xiaoge uncomfortable. He pursed his lips and said nothing. He didn't know how to tell Zhang Xingxing that he had no name. No one told him his name. He was just called the Son of God.

Zhang Xingxing looked at Zhang Xiaoge who suddenly lost his temper and thought that he didn't want to tell her his name, so she didn't say anything. She thought that her enthusiasm scared him.

After that, the two of them maintained this strange atmosphere and waited for the teacher to start the class. The teacher taught Feng Shui. Zhang Xingxing, who was originally in high spirits, began to see stars after listening for a while. Every word he said turned into a scripture spell, which made her drowsy.

My brain started to move uncontrollably little by little.