Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

Gong Yuanzheng was stunned.

Who is this person who has the face of an older brother and makes childish requests in a righteous tone?

Hmm, why do I feel like I'm looking in a mirror...

Zhang Xueming didn't even bother to raise his eyelids: "The materials are in the utility room, Ayuan, take brother to get them." He then pointed to Gong Shangjiao, who was looking at the flower water bottle over and over again: "Brother, apply a little flower water on the pulse of your wrist, so you don't have to wait until you grind the ink to smell the laurel fragrance, and it won't be too strong."

Gong Yuanzheng watched in silence as Gong Shangjiao really rubbed some floral water on his right wrist, then he stood up and came over to him and said, "Let's go, Brother Yuanzheng."

Bringing a light fragrance and a look of satisfaction.

Gong Yuanzheng felt dazed and thought he was dreaming.

When Zhang Xueming started to make the rolling lantern, he came to his senses, but like Gong Shangjiao, the two brothers were only making things worse.

Zhang Xueming stuffed a few bamboo strips into their pockets and drove them aside. The two brothers got together and tried to tie a bamboo ring.

"Hey, brother, you have to tie it flat, otherwise one side will stick up when you put it on the ground, and the one that sticks up can't be used."

"Noob, come on if you can do it."

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

"Brother Yuanzheng, you tied it crookedly."

"...I'll start over."

"Brother Yuanzheng, yours is not flat either. Look, it's sticking up."

"Strange, I don't think it's that difficult for Zhao Zhao to do it."

Zhang Xueming gave the two childish guys a sidelong look. After all the fussing for a long time, they still didn't produce a finished bamboo ring that could be used on the rolling lantern, and they still called the eldest brother laugh at the second brother. I'm convinced.

She stretched the red silk onto the large bamboo ball. Thinking that Gong Yuanzheng didn't like to have the same things as others, she took out the brush, ink and inkstone, opened the box of paint, picked out two kinds of paint, turmeric and beige, and took out a box of gold powder.

"Brother, grind the ink." Zhang Xueming instructed, "Ayuan, go mix the pigments."

A black dragon was painted on Gong Shangjiao's rolling lantern, which was wrapped around the lamp body, and gold powder was dotted on the pupils, dragon horns, scales and tail.

The light of the candle shone through, the golden light flickered among the ink-black, and the ferocious dragon head stared silently at Gong Shangjiao who was holding the lamp, looking very majestic.

Gong Yuanzheng was envious and jealous, and quickly pushed the two unused plates of paint to Zhang Xueming's hands and offered him his rolling lantern.

Zhang Xueming picked up his brush and drew a tiger coming down the mountain. Its fur was black and yellow with stripes, and there was a large "王"-shaped white spot on its forehead. There were patches of white fur on its chest and abdomen. He also used gold powder to outline the edges and dotted the golden vertical pupils. It was staring straight at Gong Yuanzheng, showing the deterrent power of being the top predator in the forest.

Gong Shangjiao looked at the lifelike tiger, his expression dazed for a moment, his lips moved but he said nothing.

Yes, his younger brother Lang was seven years younger than him and was born in the Year of the Pig. He thought the piglet was not majestic enough, so he asked his mother to buy a tiger lantern. His younger brother Yuanzheng was born in the Year of the Tiger, but the birthday gifts he brought back for Yuanzheng over the years were never tiger-shaped... No wonder he wanted his tiger collar when he saw it.

Gong Yuanzheng didn't notice that Gong Shangjiao was distracted. He was holding his tiger rolling lantern and smiling so hard that his teeth were showing.

Traveling at night in fine clothes was not what Gong Yuanzheng wanted, so he suddenly had an idea: "Let's go inspect the medicine garden."

"Then let me make another one." Zhang Xueming quickly made another rolling lantern, and picked up the brush to draw two jade rabbits pounding medicine on the red silk. They were furry, soft and very cute.

"It would be better to draw a two-headed python." Gong Shangjiao hinted, "There is a legend among the Western barbarians that the two-headed python is an invincible god."

"I'm from the East." Zhang Xueming walked out holding the rolling lantern in one hand and holding Gong Yuanzheng's hand in the other. "In Eastern legends, the two-headed python is an extremely vicious beast that kills anyone who sees it. I'm not that cruel. Besides, I was born in the year of the rabbit, so I should draw a docile and harmless little jade rabbit, right, Yuan?"

"Yes." Gong Yuanzheng nodded in agreement, "Zhao Zhao knows medicine and never takes the initiative to provoke others, so being the medicine-pounding jade rabbit is a perfect match for him."

Gong Shangjiao choked and followed them out, but he couldn't help but grit his teeth and asked himself, "What's that smell? Oh, the smell of tea."

Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng pretended not to understand. They put the rolling lantern down and kicked it. The rolling lantern rolled all the way along the eaves. They ran after it hand in hand, their laughter accompanied by the clear sound of silver bells.

Gong Shangjiao was a little restrained at first, but when he saw that they were about to run away, he quickly threw the rolling lantern up and sent it out with the wind from his palm.

The rolling lantern rolled and spun in the air, and the black dragon seemed to come alive, circling in the air with golden light shining on its body, stunning countless guards and servants.

Gong Shangjiao was secretly proud of himself. He used his Qinggong to catch up with his brother and sister-in-law, and then bypassed them. He easily caught the falling rolling lantern and turned it in his hand proudly: "Come."

"No, Zhao Zhao cannot use his inner strength." Gong Yuanzheng refused first, and then hooked the rolling lantern on the ground with his toes, raised his eyes and asked innocently: "Brother, are you coming?"

Zhang Xueming repeated calmly, his tone drawn out: "Yes, we just need to kick, brother, will you come?"

Gong Shangjiao looked at the servants and guards who were looking over here curiously, gritted his teeth, put the rolling lantern on the ground, kicked it and chased after it: "Come if you want, am I afraid of you?"

He had a lot of fun at that time, but regretted it when he came back. He ate the biscuits with a stern face and picked the ones that looked like puppy dogs. Gong Yuanzheng was so angry that his eyes widened. He didn't care about being afraid of Gong Shangjiao's cold face and snatched the food from Gong Shangjiao.

"Eat more. You won't need a midnight snack if you're full." Zhang Xueming placed the extra sugar-sweetened cheese sent by the kitchen in front of them.

The two brothers said in unison: "That won't work!"

They put down the biscuits and picked up the bowl in unison, focusing on listening to advice.

Gong Shangjiao invited Zhang Xueming to play chess. Zhang Xueming asked Gong Yuanzheng to play chess. He looked at Gong Shangjiao with a half-smile: "Ayuan's chess skills have improved a lot. The last time he played against me, it took him three quarters of an hour. I wonder if he can last four quarters of an hour against you this time? If he can, that would be amazing."

Gong Shangjiao gritted his teeth and accepted the challenge, while Gong Yuanzheng confidently took out his chess sets.

It had been less than two quarters of an hour since he came down, and Gong Shangjiao's face turned pale. He looked at Zhang Xueming pleadingly: "Zhao Zhao, come?"

"According to the Qinyuan Yaolu, 'Tang scholars valued only Zhang and Lei's zithers. Lei's zithers are heavy and solid, and their sounds are warm, vigorous and powerful. Zhang's zithers are firm and clear, and their sounds are exciting and mellow.'" Zhang Xueming leaned against the railing and lazily sighed, "I don't know if I will be lucky enough to own a Lei zither in this life..."

Oh my goodness, it turns out that he was waiting here! Gong Shangjiao thought of the antique Tang Dynasty thunder harp "Qiuming" that he had bought before Zhang Xueming two years ago. He glanced at his brother who was as confused as listening to a foreign book, and then looked at the black and white pieces on the chessboard that were so messy that it made his brain hurt. He made up his mind: "It just so happens that I once got a thunder harp "Qiuming". I will ask Jin Ting to send it to you tomorrow morning."

Zhang Xueming bowed to express her gratitude, smiling beautifully, and sat down opposite Gong Yuanzheng.

Gong Shangjiao didn't want to watch, so he sat on the railing facing the patio, silently stroking his chest to calm his breath?

As soon as he turned his back, Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng exchanged glances. Gong Yuanzheng immediately put away his dazed and innocent look, curved his lips, and raised his eyebrows at her in a way that suggested taking credit.

Zhang Xueming raised his eyebrows in appreciation and gave him a wink.

When Gong Shangjiao looked back, the two men were already sitting upright, staring at the chessboard with a serious and focused look.