Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

"Saint? Saint!"

"What kind of woman is this? Are you annoying? If you want to eat cherry tomatoes, just buy them yourself. Why are you yelling? You'll be struck by lightning if you disturb people's lunch break in the middle of the day!!!"

Zhang Xingxing was half asleep when she heard someone yelling in her ear, disturbing her lunch break. Zhang Xingxing thought she was in modern times, so she shouted without thinking.

Suddenly, the whole class became extremely quiet. If someone with good hearing came in, he would have suspected that he was deaf.

Zhang Xingxing suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right, and his dizzy mind began to work. It seemed that, perhaps, he had traveled through time... Who was that person who was screaming just now? It couldn't be him...

A future great time traveler (she thought so), Zhang Xingxing was quietly broken. Help, so embarrassing, so sad. I felt like my toes were about to dig out of the Disney castle.

She felt that she couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so she had to make a plea... no, explain herself, to save her image.

"Teacher. Oh no, Master. I was listening to your lecture just now, but some dust got into my eyes and blurred them for a moment."

"Okay, then tell me what I said. If you can't, stand outside." The young-looking teacher now looked a bit like the old teacher, puffing his beard and glaring.

Zhang Xingxing looked at the desk awkwardly, her own book was not even opened. She immediately lost her temper, like a scolded kitten. At this moment, she saw Zhang Xiaoge move his book towards her. Her eyes lit up, and she was about to praise him for being a good deskmate when she saw the words on it.

Silence is Cambridge tonight. Awkwardness is traditional Chinese. As a prospective college graduate from mainland China who has studied simplified Chinese for more than 20 years, I have no words to express myself at this moment. I don’t recognize many characters myself! But at this moment, the knife is on my neck, and I can only recite it with gritted teeth.

"The Book of History, Yao Dian" clearly records the four directions: "Yi and Gu are the east, Nanjiao is the south, Xiri and Meigu are the west, Shuofang is the north..."

Before Zhang Xingxing finished reading, the others in the room burst into laughter. Even Zhang Xiaoge's eyes flashed with a smile, which soon turned into worry. The furious teacher was shaking with anger. He shouted for Zhang Xingxing to stand outside.

Zhang Xingxing stood outside feeling aggrieved. What was so funny about not knowing traditional Chinese characters?

Yes, the children in the room are all elites of the Zhang family. They have received elite education since childhood and naturally have a wide range of knowledge. Naturally, they don’t think that the selected saint will be semi-illiterate. They think Zhang Xingxing said this deliberately to anger the teacher.

Zhang Xingxing stood outside and looked at the layers of high walls of the Zhang family. She felt even more depressed. She wanted to leave here. Occasionally, a few birds would fly over the sky above the yard. The breeze blew by, and the air seemed to carry a little bit of the fragrance of flowers and soil in early spring. Gradually, she relaxed and decided to take it one step at a time. She would eventually leave this hellhole.

In this way, she stood until the morning class was over. Of course, she was not stupid enough to stand all the time. She would take a break when she was tired. When the teacher came out, he glared at Zhang Xingxing. Zhang Xingxing quickly pretended to be seriously repentant and lowered her head. After that, students came out one after another.

Brother Zhang looked at the sad kitten and decided to comfort Zhang Xingxing.

"Listen carefully in class, be humble, and don't talk back to the teacher"

Zhang Xingxing's discomfort had originally subsided, but when he heard what Brother Zhang said, he felt as if his heart was stabbed with a knife, and his eyes suddenly became misty.

"I didn't mean to contradict the teacher. I...I...I don't know those words." Zhang Xingxing's voice was choked with sobs.

"Do you hate me?" You deliberately accuse me of these false charges... Zhang Xingxing did not say the second half of the sentence.

When Brother Zhang saw that she was about to cry, he suddenly panicked and kept explaining.

"No, I'm sorry, I misunderstood. It's not annoying." He looked into her eyes and said seriously.

"Then why didn't you tell me your name?" After hearing the apology, Zhang Xingxing climbed up the pole directly.

Brother Zhang was silent, as if he had prepared himself mentally for a long time before he spoke.

"I don't have a name, they just call me Son."

Zhang Xingxing choked up. She didn't expect this answer. She was full of complaints. This Zhang family was really weird. Not only were they bad to the children outside, but they were also so indifferent to their own children.

"What about your family? Didn't they protest?" Zhang Xingxing asked speechlessly.

"They passed away a long time ago. My master is the only one left." Brother Zhang answered in a serious tone.

Shit, I deserve to die. Zhang Xingxing thought he was a question terminator, but he always made mistakes. Not a single question was good. He was at the level that made him want to slap himself in the face when he thought about it at night.

"Oh, sorry. Then I will call you Holy Son too?" Seeing Brother Zhang's disapproving look, Zhang Xingxing immediately changed his words in time, "Then I will call you Brother Zhang first, and tell me when you change your name. Okay, deskmate~" Zhang Xingxing thought about it and spoke happily, trying to adjust the atmosphere.

At this moment, Brother Zhang's temperament became much gentler.

Zhang Xingxing seemed to have thought of something, and pulled Zhang Xiaoge's arm to ask him not to tell others about her illiteracy. It was mainly embarrassing. Whose saint girl couldn't read? It would be too cheap to tell others about it. How could she survive in the future? Thinking of this, Zhang Xingxing shuddered. It was too scary.

Brother Zhang thought about it and agreed. Perhaps he felt that an illiterate saint would damage the image of the Zhang family. He only made one request, which was to help her learn to read.

When Zhang Xingxing heard this, she would have agreed even if there were ten people, let alone one. What's more, Zhang Xingxing looked at Brother Zhang's handsome face and thought, he's so handsome.

In this way, the friendly help group of two people was officially established. In particular, Brother Zhang unilaterally helped Zhang Xingxing. Good people will have a peaceful life.