Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

"Since it's so lively, I won't mind your ill intentions."

Zhang Xingxing stood up and walked to the piano in front and sat down. She looked at the excited foreign girl princess. This place must have taken a lot of effort for her to find. A pub with a piano was quite fresh.

Oh, forget it, a bad friend is still a friend. When she talked about friends, she thought of her best friend here.

She turned her eyes to the man with black glasses, who had a weak presence since entering the room. He sat on the other side of her seat, not too far away, facing her with a smile on his face. His inexplicable temperament made the young people around him dare not get too close, so the space next to him was larger than that of others.

Tsk, how can you isolate others by yourself?

Zhang Xingxing was originally hesitating about what to perform, but when he saw him, he immediately thought of it.

"Thank you all for coming to this farewell party today. I didn't expect my friend to plan such an event for me. I can see that she put a lot of thought into it, so I am very grateful to her, so I want to say 'thank you' to her. Most of you who attended are my classmates. Although our gathering was short and many people are not very familiar with each other, there is a saying in my hometown that 'gathering is fate'. I will remember this different time. Let's raise a toast tonight to celebrate. We and everyone around us are all destined to be together. Finally, the person I am most grateful to is also my best friend here. Although he looks unreliable, he is actually very reliable; he looks unrefined, but he is actually very refined; he looks ungentle, but he is actually quite gentle and talkative and greedy... Well, I don't think I can evaluate him objectively, because my subjectivity is always partial. In the past, our beginnings were always full of embarrassment and unexpected accidents, but flowers will bloom along the way, and so will our future. So, this song is for a confidant."

Zhang Xingxing finished her opening words in a raised voice, and there was silence all around. Perhaps because they did not understand the words that contained too many Chinese meanings, the people sitting on the chairs looked confused. But Zhang Xingxing did not care about this effect. She turned her head to look at the position with the strongest sight, smiled, raised her hand, and spoke.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road,

The grass is green and the sky is blue.

The evening wind blows the willow flute,

Sunset beyond the mountains,

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth,

My close friends are half gone,

A cup of muddy wine to end my joy,

Don’t dream of the cold tonight,

The end of the sky, the corner of the earth,

My close friends are half gone,

A cup of muddy wine to end my joy,

Don’t dream of the cold tonight.

This time Zhang Xingxing sang in Chinese, and it was difficult for people around her to understand the meaning. But the moving melody and the sadness and attachment revealed in her beautiful voice touched everyone. Her slender white fingers danced on the piano keys, and the light shone clearly on her delicate face, but it seemed to soften her facial features, like the ancient Greek goddess of music, Euterpe.

Zhang Xingxing looked at the man with black glasses who was the only one in the crowd raising his glass towards her and knew that he understood. She nodded happily at him and thought to herself: Hehe, that glass-raising action just now was not only quite cool, but also a bit pretentious. She has to do the same next time!

However, the atmosphere is a bit down...

She looked back at the piano keys in her hand, and the tune changed, she played a cheerful song. Everyone in the pub was immersed in this melody they had never heard before, and everyone was in a trance and fell into their own memories, their mood soaring with the melodious music.

Soon, the song ended and everyone gradually came back to their senses. They looked at Zhang Xingxing with eyes full of surprise and admiration. Zhang Xingxing pulled his black glasses and walked to his seat. The foreign girl princess tactfully asked the person sitting next to Zhang Xingxing to make room for him, and then stared at Zhang Xingxing with shining eyes.

"Xing, did you write these two songs by yourself? You are really amazing, no wonder the teacher said you are talented. You don't know how dazzling you were just now, everyone will fall in love with you! Many people are asking about you privately, you really deserve to be my good sister, you are as good as me!"

Zhang Xingxing sat down with Black Glasses, and when she heard this, she looked at the little princess who was about to jump up in excitement. This was the first time she heard praise from her, and it was so corny. Before she was moved, she felt a bit amused when she heard the last sentence. She was as good as her, but why did she praise others and herself...

Well, if it were her, she might have praised it the same way.

However, a clarification is needed.

"Of course not. These are songs composed by other people in my hometown. One is called "Farewell" and the other is called "Farewell Book". I just thought they were suitable, so I played them."

"Okay. You're also very good at the song you didn't write. Although it's just a little bit worse than the one that praised you before."

The little foreign princess patted Zhang Xingxing's shoulder regretfully, and stretched out her finger to show the difference slightly.

Zhang Xingxing: ...

Well, princess, congratulations, now you have lost the Korean market.

The silly and innocent girl is indeed a silly and innocent girl. She can say offensive words in such a cute way.

Zhang Xingxing picked up the wine on the table, poured a glass for Black Glasses, and poured another for himself. He listened to the little princess's words, nodded indifferently, and said "hmmmm" to her perfunctorily, and then toasted Black Glasses.

"A cup of muddy wine will make me happy."

"Don't dream of the cold tonight."

Black Glasses clinked his glasses with Zhang Xingxing and continued the next sentence. As the glasses were being toasted, the people around them soon started playing small games again. It was very lively. Zhang Xingxing thought it was quite interesting and asked Black Glasses to join in.

Well, she told the truth, she just wanted to drink, she had been here for so long, but she had never had a single sip because of Black Glasses' control. Today was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Moreover, she looked at the dice on the table, then at Black Glasses, and little ideas started popping up in her mind. With Black Glasses' not-so-good luck, haha, he would definitely have to go out lying down today, and maybe he could even trick him into telling her where he hid his secret money. As a good friend, she promised not to take it, but it shouldn't be too much to ask him to move to another place.

Hey.

She, Zhang Xingxing, the good roommate with black glasses, what bad intentions could she have~