Mannerheim Line Welcomes You (13)
Besides focusing most of his energy on shooting practice, Zhang Heng hadn't neglected skiing either. But that had not gone as smoothly. Simon's skiing was decent, but far inferior to her marksmanship, and her injuries had yet to fully heal, so she could not exercise strenuously. Most of the time, she could only sit quietly to one side and watch Zhang Heng practice on his own.
Maggie only stuck around for the first two days before she could no longer stand the tedious translation work and vanished again.
Fortunately, Zhang Heng and Simon's exchanges were largely limited to learning. Even without a shared language, they could roughly understand each other through gestures later on. Of course, more often than not, the two simply remained silent.
Zhang Heng practiced his shooting on one side while Simon watched from the other.
Snowflakes drifted down from the treetops and landed on the tip of her nose, making her sneeze.
Besides that, Zhang Heng discovered that Simon had started learning English. She asked Maggie to be her teacher, and the first sentence she learned was, "Can you kiss me?"
When Zhang Heng heard that while brushing his teeth in the morning, he nearly swallowed his mouthwash. He later learned that Simon had merely wanted to say good morning, and Maggie had deliberately been messing with her.
Zhang Heng had considered learning Finnish before. After all, being able to communicate freely with people was never a bad thing.
But Finnish had few consonants, long words, abundant vowels, and extremely complex grammar. It was one of the more difficult obscure languages to learn. His circumstances were also different from his previous instance; he needed to improve his shooting and skiing as soon as possible and did not have that much