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

When the host walks calmly with a slow gait and a stable stride and step length, the golden bells should shake first and then the jade fishes should strike each other, making the sound "Dingling, ding, ding, dingling".

However, Gong Yuanzheng's wild and direct ball was too unexpected. Zhang Xueming had just launched the first phase of the "Plan to Abduct the Genius Poison Master" a quarter of an hour ago, and the progress had jumped directly from the beginning to the end in less than a quarter of an hour. Who wouldn't be confused?

What's more, she was doing two things at the time. On the one hand, she chatted with Gong Yuanzheng to get closer to him, and on the other hand, she habitually released her spiritual sense to scan the surrounding terrain, guard posts and hidden sentries, and continued to supplement her palace gate map in her mind. She relied entirely on her body memory to move around.

A gap appeared in Zhang Xueming's mind, causing him to pause, and the sound of his forbidden steps became: "Ding-ling, ding, ding, ding-ling, ding-ling".

As soon as the chaotic sound appeared, Zhang Xueming subconsciously separated a little from the internal force that enveloped his whole body, wrapped around the forbidden step, and cut off its accusation against its master's etiquette mistake.

At that moment, countless thoughts rushed into her mind, and then quickly disappeared, leaving only three:

First, the etiquette model and battlefield devil recognized by both the northern noble families and the common people... Oh, no, it was the fifth daughter of the Zhang family who was famous for her calmness. When she was walking with the forbidden step on her body, she made a low-level mistake because she was not calm enough.

Secondly, the genius poison master on the other side might be the kind of intuitive player that planning players like her hate to see the most, with excessively jumpy thoughts and illogical behavior, and he is also a straightforward player;

Thirdly, although she was very happy that Gong Yuanzheng, this little piece of fat meat, took the initiative to move towards her mouth and tried desperately to pry open her mouth and stuff himself in, Gong Shangjiao seemed to have no objection to Gong Yuanzheng's behavior of trying to push her back to Zhenggong before he could figure it out, and he even tried to bring them together intentionally or unintentionally...

But "Second Miss Zheng" has always appeared in front of Gong Shangjiao as someone who values ​​courtesy and observes etiquette (? ).

Including the first meeting on the night she entered the palace and excluding the time she was in a "Chinese medicine coma", this was only her second time meeting Gong Yuanzheng, and they had spent no more than half an hour together.

Normally speaking, she and Gong Yuanzheng had just resolved the misunderstanding when they first met, and her impression of him had just risen from an impolite kid from her friend's family to a younger brother from her friend's family who had a good attitude to admit his mistakes, was quite polite, and seemed to be a nice person.

In any case, she shouldn't and couldn't just go with the flow so quickly...

Zhang Xueming's wandering gaze fell on the boy's sunny and sincere smile, and then met his eyes that were clean and pure, full of love. His heart seemed to be burned, and he was slightly moved. His right hand hidden under the wide sleeves unconsciously rubbed his fingertips, like a beast rubbing its sharp claws.

She let her eyes meet his for three seconds, then suddenly turned her face away as if she had come to her senses, showing him the blush that was climbing up her snow-white ears.

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes lit up, staring at her ear that was as red as if it was smeared with rouge. The arc of his lips slightly widened, and the little fat on his cheeks bulged cutely: "Sister, do you think it's not good to just call me 'Yuanzheng'? But I don't have a nickname, and my family doesn't have the habit of giving names to younger generations when they come of age. So how about, sister, you call me 'Ayuan'? Gong is the common surname of the palace bloodline, Zheng is the symbol of the Zhenggong bloodline, and only 'Yuan' belongs to me... Sister, can you call me 'Ayuan' from now on?"

The kid is quite good at talking to himself and taking advantage of others.

Zhang Xueming lowered his eyes and looked at the thin snow on the ground, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

She folded her hands again in front of her belly, turned around and faced Gong Yuanzheng, raised her eyes and looked directly at him. Whether it was the coldness of her eyes or her tone, it well expressed her disapproval: "Master Zheng, this is unreasonable."

"How can it be unreasonable?" Gong Yuanzheng widened his eyes in astonishment, and the soft flesh on his cheeks bulged slightly.

He really knows his own strengths, and as long as he wants, he can make full use of them.

In an instant, the black eyes were covered with mist, wet, like a puppy who wanted to get close to his master but was ruthlessly pushed away. Even so, he still approached carefully, looked at the master he recognized persistently, and gently wagged his tail: "Sister, look, uncle and brother are close friends, so aren't the Zheng family and the Gong family close friends? Although my brother and I are not biological brothers, I was raised by my brother. The eldest brother is like a father, and my sister should call my brother "Second Uncle Gong" according to seniority... In this way, isn't my sister my sister? What's more, since my uncle trusts my brother and sent my sister to the palace to avoid disaster, he really regards my brother and I as a family. We are one family, so why is it unreasonable for my sister to call me "Ayuan"?"

Good fellow! You are so good at building relationships, does your brother know? Zhang Xueming's mouth twitched slightly, and he used all his strength to suppress the urge to laugh.

These past two days she had used her spiritual sense to observe the brothers getting along, but she hadn't noticed that Gong Yuanzheng was so eloquent.

He upgraded the close friendship between the two to that of close family members, and also seized on Zhang Xueming's previous words to push Gong Shangjiao directly to the position of elder, allowing Gong Shangjiao to firmly sit on the position of "second uncle"... It's okay, it's okay, the kid has a bright future.

It's also funny. Looking at his expression, he really hasn't gotten the point.

Even though he hasn't figured it out, he's still trying so hard to pull people into his nest, even pretending to be good and cute and trying to build relationships with them. He's trying so hard that even Zhang Xueming can't bear it.

Since he has taken the trouble to find so many reasons, let's give the child some encouragement.

Zhang Xueming stopped thinking and nodded: "Master Zheng... Ayuan has a point. In that case, Ayuan, just call me 'Zhao Zhao'. 'Zhao Zhao' is my nickname..."

She suddenly felt that the Book of Songs was not appropriate for the situation, and she changed her mind and said, "It is taken from the "Zhao Zhao" in 'The sky is bright and clear.'" The sky is bright and clear, good and evil will be rewarded. If the sky does not reward, I will do it.

Besides, it is true that she has lived two lives, but who would count the ages of two lives together? Of course, this life is the main one. In short, she would rather be loved and spoiled as a younger sister than to be a sister to coax others: "By the way, I will be turning 17 in June. What about Ayuan? When will Ayuan have his birthday?"

Gong Yuanzheng wiped away his tears in one second, and turned to her with bright eyes in the next second. With a blushing face, he reached out to fix her fox fur scarf, which didn't need to be fixed at all.

Feeling that he had achieved his goal, the handsome young man smiled warmly and spoke softly, as if he was afraid of accidentally scaring her away: "So Zhao Zhao is not the elder sister, but the younger sister. I was born in February, so Zhao Zhao has to call me brother. Well, is 'Brother Yuan' better, or 'Brother Yuanzheng'? What do you think, Zhao Zhao?"

"...Brother Yuan." What the hell, I put it in the first place. Who can't tell which one you want me to call? Is it shameful? As long as I am not ashamed, others are the ones who are ashamed. Humph! Kill those rotten eggs in your palace!

The moment Gong Yuanzheng's hand reached out, Zhang Xueming calmly withdrew the internal force covering her neck. Anyway, her body was hardened to be invulnerable to swords and spears. Even if the kid suddenly turned hostile and tried to strangle her neck, just like when Gong Shangjiao first met her, she could still strike first and slap him to the ground.

Gong Yuanzheng, who had no idea what Zhang Xueming was thinking, smiled at her innocently and sincerely, sweetly and contentedly: "Zhao Zhao, it's snowing heavily. I'll hold an umbrella for you."

He turned around and reached out his hand to the two maids who were holding oil-paper umbrellas. His expression changed instantly, his eyes were sinister, and his gaze was like a sharp blade: "Umbrella."

The two maids, who were about five or six steps away from him and Zhang Xueming, were startled.

When Gong Yuanzheng and Zhang Xueming stopped by the roadside and started talking, the maids Qing Zhi and Su Rong consciously stood not far away, helping to keep watch while listening silently with their ears pricked up.

In the end, I had the chance to watch the entire performance of "The Little Poison Kid's Flirting Story".