Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Chapter 383: Pretending to be good

In the following days, Zhang Xingxing lived a peaceful and calm life. Of course, this was in her eyes, but in the eyes of everyone in the Lama Temple, their lives were in chaos every day.

After all, there are indeed very few warriors who can step on the master's bottom line and jump back and forth without any trouble.

She, Zhang Xingxing, every one of them.

"You stepped on it, hurry up, it's our turn now."

Zhang Xingxing, who had a rubber band on his foot, saw that the little lama's foot had stepped on the rubber band, and clapped his hands excitedly. Hearing this, the little lama looked down at the rubber band under his feet, and when he saw that his heel had really stepped on it, he suddenly became depressed, said "oh" with a bitter face, and then looked at the little brother who was standing next to him and staring at him and had already been eliminated.

The little Lama inexplicably saw a hint of disappointment in his dark eyes. At this time, the young man simply changed the position of Zhang Xingxing's standing posture, and he could only change the position of the little girl on the other side.

Looking up at the young man's expressionless handsome face, I suddenly felt that I might have been thinking too much.

The little lama touched his bald head, feeling a little confused for a moment. He also didn't understand why the master, who was treated as a distinguished guest and seemed to be a very powerful man, would play skipping rope with a group of children like them, or "skipping rubber bands" as Zhang Xingxing called it.

If Zhang Xingxing hadn’t tied him up, how could a man like him play such a childish game!!!

"Hurry, hurry, we are at level two, it's almost at the knees." Zhang Xingxing, rubbing his hands in anticipation, pulled Ram's hand and urged the two, an adult and a child, who had just been "standing in the corner" on the field.

The stubborn little lama pouted his lips, but deftly pulled the rubber band to his knees. Seeing this, the young man followed suit and pulled the rubber band to his own knees, then looked at Zhang Xingxing and continued to remain silent.

"This is unfair! Why are yours so thin while ours is so thick?" The little lama spoke indignantly when he saw the taller and wider one on the young man's side.

"There's nothing we can do. Us girls' ankles are so thin... If yours can be that thin, then I have no objection~" Zhang Xingxing spread his hands helplessly, seeming to express that he was powerless, but the gloating and ill intentions in his eyes were clearly revealed.

"And strong people never complain about their environment. Little Kiwi..."

"If you are not good at it, practice more~~"

A killer sentence.

Zhang Xingxing, whose nose and eyes were not eyes at all, turned his head back impatiently and thought in his heart: It is still fun to tease this kind of arrogant little kid!

When she glanced at the boy with a smile in his eyes, she knew he was just watching the fun. So Zhang Xingxing winked at the boy, then looked away and spoke to Ram in a cheerful tone.

"Look at my steps again. Your foot didn't hook just now, so it fell."

Accompanied by the nursery rhyme "Malan blooms twenty-one...", Zhang Xingxing began to show off his skills.

The rubber bands were wrapped around her ankles and knees, dancing as if they had life, moving with her body's jumping. As she jumped, her dark hair took on a warm brown hue under the sunlight, as if it had been kissed by the sun, emitting a faint luster. Her hair fluttered gently with Zhang Xingxing's movements, like colorful flags fluttering in the breeze.

Ram watched the rhythmic steps. In the cheerful ballad, every movement was so natural and smooth, without any stiffness or deliberateness. The steps were like a carefully choreographed dance, each step was just right, perfectly matched with the rhythm of the ballad, and there was an indescribable sense of uplifting beauty.

In an instant, a thought flashed through her mind.

It's so beautiful, a thousand times more beautiful than those witches' dances...

In a moment of distraction, Zhang Xingxing finished the dance. She came back to her senses when she heard Zhang Xingxing's questioning voice. When she realized that she was discovered while distracted, she immediately blushed and lowered her head, not daring to speak.

Zhang Xingxing raised his eyebrows and brushed his sunglasses. Was he impressed by his sister's show? ? ?

Tsk, it's her indeed...

"It's time to eat~~~"

Zhang Xingxing heard that there was food to eat, and immediately ran towards Bai Ma's voice, shouting "I'm coming, I'm coming." When she was almost there, she stopped for a moment, pretending to be a quiet little girl before continuing to walk over.

The young man collected the rope as usual and followed. The two children behind him looked at each other and followed. Seeing Zhang Xingxing pretending to be a good child, the young man's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness. It was a bit like when he was a child coaxing his teacher, but it seemed that he was much better than that time.

Very clever, very clever.

Well, it’s been a long time since I saw him pretending to be good.

I still miss it.

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