The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

When Yang Dongxu was in Northern Russia, he saw many winter swimming enthusiasts and felt admiration, and he also saw many winter fishing people who felt a little sandy.

And he never imagined that he would have such a sand sculpture day. If you say that you went to the West Lake to drink tea in the winter, and that the beauty of the West Lake is not as good as the legend, it would be a pain in the ass.

It seems that it hurts to fish in winter, it is purely for nothing, especially this kind of ice fishing that is not really ice fishing.

The real ice fishing is to dig a hole in the ice of a big river or a big lake to fish. Although it is cold, it still has some fun.

You don’t have to think about fishing on frozen rivers or lakes in Hangzhou in winter, so this ice fishing is purely brainstorming for freezing.

Especially in the cold winter in Hangzhou, it was a pure magic attack. The cold in the north is a physical attack, which can be resisted by floor heating and various cotton-padded jacket equipment.

But this magic attack is really irresistible. So even if there is no underfloor heating or air-conditioning at home in this season, it is more comfortable to sleep at home wrapped in a quilt than to go fishing in winter, but Yang Dongxu still pulled out his brain to go fishing.

And the person who organized this winter fishing was none other than Chu Fei who told Miao Shan to spread the word.

What's even more shady is that Yang Dongxu not only agreed to the appointment, but the two of them didn't know why and sat beside the reservoir without talking for a while, as if they were out of endurance and sat there blowing the cold wind.

Others fished more than anyone else, and the two of them sat next to the reservoir as if they were more frost-resistant than anyone else. Even the security guard who was drinking hot tea in the sentry box hut not far away had a strange look in his eyes, as if he was looking at the two sand sculptures.

In this season, even the owner of the fish pond is out of class and does not do business. He doesn’t know where to go, and the whole reservoir is left with a caretaker uncle.

Today, two people suddenly ran over and said they were fishing. They took a lot of fishing gear and fiddled with it for a long time before throwing the hook. Now they have been sitting there for more than an hour. A fish is still sitting without being caught. This cannot be described as a sand sculpture. The sand sculptures didn't know that it was cold and they had to put on more clothes and run into the house.

"I've practiced boy kung fu, so it doesn't matter if I'm cold." Yang Dongxu's voice trembled a little.

The cold in the south is really cold, especially in the twelfth lunar month of winter, when you sit next to the reservoir, the slight breeze blows like a knife into the meat.

"It's nothing to be cold because I participated in a winter swimming competition." Chu Fei's lips turned purple.

Although he doesn't eat, drink and play like a dude anymore, he usually does exercise and maintains a good physical condition. But after all, it is a pampered living habit. Yang Dongxu's voice was trembling, and not only his lips were purple, but his body was trembling.

"Why don't we go in and have some tea?" Du Heng, who was standing on the bank and kept dangling, suggested.

Although he is a young and strong guy, but standing by the reservoir in this cold weather, he also feels quite cold, not only cold but also very sandy.

He always felt that the way the security guard of the reservoir looked at the sand sculpture in his eyes included him, the younger brother who had to carry the bag for the boss.

As for Chu Fei, he hasn't brought bodyguards around since he kept a low profile. Of course, there are bodyguards without a driver, but the driver feels that the boss has something to talk about and has not come over. At this time, he is sitting in the car with the heater blowing on the side of the parking lot.

At this moment, Du Heng regretted so much, why did he insist on following Yang Dongxu every step of the way. Looking around the reservoir in winter removes the danger that neither of the two sand sculptures in front of me has hair.

Of course, if there is a re-election, he will definitely follow.

"You're a good bodyguard, where did you find it?" Chu Fei followed Du Heng's words and stood up, as if wanting to stretch.

As a result, it seemed that I had been doing it for too long and my legs were a little stiff from the cold. I staggered and almost fell into the water without standing up.

Yang Dongxu who was next to him quickly pulled him back.

Surprised, Chu Fei steadied his body, ignoring the inexplicable competition between the men and hurriedly thanked him. It's just that while thanking his body, he swayed like a pendulum, making Yang Dongxu frown.

"Thank you, thank you, you stand firm!" Yang Dongxu said.

"I lost feeling in my legs and couldn't control them." Chu Fei said with a blushing face.

"Why are you standing there stupidly? Hurry up and help me." Yang Dongxu turned his head and shouted to Du Heng who was on the bank.

Du Heng was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Yang Dongxu's standing posture, which looked like a horse's root, and walked over with two steps with long legs, "Is your leg numb?"

"Get out!" Yang Dongxu glared at this guy angrily, he didn't have the slightest sense of sight to open or lift any pot.

Of course, although the leg numbness was noticed, he would never admit it. He took two steps with his stiff legs to indicate that he was fine.

"I'm fine!" Chu Fei pushed Du Heng's hand away. At this moment, he also recovered a little bit. Although he walked more exaggeratedly than Yang Dongxu, like a duck, but he had already left the water and there was no danger at all. There was no problem at all in walking two steps.

"Beating sex!" Du Heng rolled his eyes speechlessly, always feeling that it's inexplicable that neither of these two people is normal today.

"You lost!" Yang Dongxu said to Chu Fei.

"You didn't catch the fish first." Chu Fei said stiffly.

"Are we competing in fishing?" Yang Dongxu looked at Chu Fei in amazement, apparently he was not quite the dignified young master Chu who actually acted like a rascal.

"Isn't coming to the reservoir better than fishing? Who does Northwest Wind drink more?"

"Damn!" Yang Dongxu didn't want to argue anymore, and directly gave the other party a middle finger.

Then I began to do radio gymnastics with my somewhat stiff body in a funny way. It took me a long time to bounce around to let the blood flow smoothly and dispel the cold, and I felt much more comfortable.

Chu Fei next to him was not idle either. Although his legs were not as strong as Yang Dongxu's high kicks, he could still do simple kicks and arms swings, which made his stiff body alive, and the chill naturally dissipated part of it.

But it must be cold. After all, it is cold even if you stay in the house at this temperature today, and there is a cold wind blowing next to the reservoir.

"If you have something to say, hurry up and talk about it, and I will withdraw after I finish speaking. Damn the weather and temperature, if you didn't invite me, I wouldn't leave the house."

"I just want to find a quiet place to talk about things, who knows how cold it is here." Chu Fei complained.

He came here a lot. Chu Fei liked fishing since he kept a low profile. He felt that the fish waiting quietly after taking the bait felt very good.

I was just thinking about finding a place to talk to Yang Dongxu, ignoring the season and today's damn cold wave and low temperature.

"Find a place to eat something warm." Chu Fei said as his body warmed up and he no longer walked like a duck.

"Come on, you'll be hungry when you go back to the city and find a place." Yang Dongxu stopped the other party, turned around and came to the guard box, "Master, ask where there is a restaurant nearby!"

Yang Dongxu touched his chest when he was talking, and then realized that he didn't smoke in this life, so he turned to look at Chu Fei and Du Heng.

Chu Fei shook his head. He didn't smoke, so Du Heng took two quick steps and handed a cigarette to the old man.

"Xiao Su, what a smoke! Do you want to eat? Go out of the front intersection and turn again. There is a free-range chicken farm on the other side of the reservoir. Where can I make ground pot chicken? Go early in winter and the business is very good. Go late. Location."

"Okay, thank you, sir!"