Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

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Zhang Xingxing was knocked to the ground. He opened his mouth to scream in pain, but he inhaled a mouthful of dirt. He quickly spat it out. Ah San gestured to Zhang Xingxing to stand up and continue. As soon as Zhang Xingxing stood up, Ah San stretched out his leg and knocked him down again.

When Zhang Xingxing fell, Ah San reached out and cushioned him, which prevented Zhang Xingxing from getting seriously hurt. The two of them began to fight in training under the strange eyes of the crowd.

This cycle continued, and the difference between the training ground and the past was that the dull sound of hitting was now mixed with Zhang Xingxing's occasional cries of pain and "Puh, Puh, Puh". It was very strange.

Although the friends around him didn't come over, the occasional glances from them still made Zhang Xingxing feel a little awkward, as if he was something surprising.

Ah San frowned as he looked at Zhang Xingxing, whose skills had completely declined. She couldn't complete the training task like this. But he didn't know how to improve Zhang Xingxing's level, so he could only ask her to start over again and again.

Zhang Xingxing finally made it to the end of the training, thinking that she must eat more to reward herself. She asked San Ge how to eat. Unexpectedly, San Ge told her earnestly that he could not eat because of his training mission.

What! ! ?

Zhang Xingxing was so angry when he heard this. They abused children for so long and yet they withheld food, not even providing them with meals. Even Grandet would have to admit defeat when he heard this. What kind of Zhou Paopi are these Zhang family members? They are even more terrifying than capitalist capitalists. Compared with them, I feel that my modern overtime boss is simply an angel.

Zhang Xingxing, who had just thought of this, hit himself on the head with his backhand. He even scolded himself, asking if he was possessed by some new type of saint? Why was he still PUAing himself? It was all because of the Zhang family, a family that was even more evil than the capitalists, that made his heart and brain go bad.

Zhang Xingxing, who had no food to eat, wanted to curse loudly, but when he thought of the strange skills and abilities of this family, he still didn't dare to curse. He was listless and depressed. He could only pout in grievance, stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Ah San's clothes, looked up and asked: "What should I do, San Ge? I'm so tired and hungry..."

Ah San touched Zhang Xingxing's head and looked at his haggard and sick face. He was the most obedient person, so he hushed Zhang Xingxing and whispered in his ear, "Wait for me in the evening."

Zhang Xingxing nodded and followed Ah San obediently. Ah San took Zhang Xingxing back to the big bunk bed where they started. After arranging everything, he let Zhang Xingxing rest in the room and said two words, "Wait for me," before leaving.

There were other children in the room who had not completed their tasks. They did not speak, but just did their own things. They had a natural temperament of isolating others. How to say it in modern terms? Zhang Xingxing touched his chin. That's right, it was the momentum of isolating all of them by himself.

As soon as Zhang Xingxing's eyes were fixed on them, they were noticed by the children in the room. Several pairs of dark eyes looked at her. With their thin faces, if it weren't for the occasional blink, it would be easy to think that they were not real people, but lifelike dolls. Zhang Xingxing got goose bumps when she saw them.

Zhang Xingxing quickly found an excuse and ran out of the room. He couldn't help but look back and found that the children in the room seemed to be doing their own things. The setting sun shone through the door frame on the shadows of some people in the room. They were thin and wore loose clothes. Just like him. He looked a little pitiful.

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After Zhang Xingxing walked out, he turned around and around and came to the place where he fainted that day. When he got closer, he found a stone bench in the bamboo forest. But what moved Zhang Xingxing the most was the rustling sound of bamboo leaves in the wind. It helped Zhang Xingxing relieve some of the unconscious tension and anxiety after he realized that he had traveled to a strange era.

Zhang Xingxing walked in, but instead of sitting on the stone bench, he lay down in the bamboo forest in his clothes that had been worn all day. Listening to the sound of bamboo leaves, Zhang Xingxing gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When she woke up, she saw a handsome young man wearing a green robe, sitting on a stone bench, looking up at the moon. His breathing was so light that it seemed to be non-existent. If she hadn't been able to see the rise and fall of his chest, Zhang Xingxing would have thought she had met a bamboo fairy.

Zhang Xingxing did not dare to speak. After all, looking at the silk-like cloth on the boy's body, he knew that his status must be high. Maybe this place is his territory. Adhering to the concept of "I will not move unless the enemy moves", he silently hypnotized himself, "I am a little grass, I am a little grass."

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Xingxing couldn't hold on any longer and asked, "What are you doing?"

The young man in green turned his head to look at her, then turned back to look at the moon, and said in a light voice: "Look at the moon."

Zhang Xingxing looked at the moonlight shining on her body and the boy beside her, and felt the peace of mind at this moment. She said, "I'm basking in the moonlight" and then did not move.

Half an hour later, the two of them kept sitting and lying down. Until Zhang Xingxing felt that it was too late, he stood up and patted the grass stuck on his body. Looking at the person who had hardly moved, he couldn't help but say: "It's better to look at the moon lying down."

After saying this, I felt a little embarrassed and regretful. I couldn't bear to think about how I had such bad taste and was so bold as to make such a joke. I ran away quickly.

On the way back, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that I had seen the young master of Zhulin somewhere before. There was a sense of familiarity, but I couldn't remember where.

If you really can't remember it, just give up. After all, a great man once said that nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to give up. Zhang Xingxing gave up with peace of mind. She comforted herself that if it was really important, she would remember it again. It's okay.

But she didn't expect that there would be another trouble waiting for her when she returned.