It can only be said that Chen Bing's idea was very prescient. Before he and Shang Zhengxin even arrived at the wetland park, the other party spoke up while driving, "Little Chen, how's your studies going lately?"
As an elder whose work is also related to education, it seems quite reasonable for Shang Zhengxin to ask these questions during casual conversation.
However, that should only be the surface.
"Hmm...it's fine, I..."
"That's good, that's good." Before Chen Bing could elaborate on his learning progress as usual, Shang Zhengxin interrupted him directly.
Sure enough, today's event was definitely more than just fishing.
Alarm bells rang in Chen Bing's mind, and Shang Zhengxin's next words revealed that something was wrong.
"Hmm, you haven't been affected by your studies by female classmates, have you?" Shang Zhengxin glanced at Chen Bing casually through the rearview mirror and then said, "Uncle is about your age, no, a little older than you. Around the time I was in the first year of high school, I was often troubled by the pursuit of female classmates."
Chen Bing didn't know how much of Uncle Shang's words were boasting, but he still noticed the hidden meaning in the other party's words.
This is probably a wake-up call regarding my relationship with Xiao Shang!
Unlike the kind and open-minded Aunt Xuan, Chen Bing was quite intimidated by Shang Zhengxin, who was relatively serious and rigid, and also held the position of principal of a prestigious high school. This was especially true given the nature of their relationship, particularly with Shang's daughter as the object of their affections.
This has nothing to do with his personality; it's simply the natural, heartfelt fear that arises when a student meets a teacher, a junior meets an elder, a mouse meets a cat, or a son-in-law meets his father-in-law.
In other words, this is a form of bloodline suppression.
Indeed, Uncle Shang had been teaching for so many years; he was quite the old fox. Unlike the naive Shang Yunmiao, who thought she was hiding her true intentions well, he could sense any subtle movement between the young men and women with the precision of a cheetah.
Even with his fears, Chen Bing was still hesitant to lie through his teeth. So he prepared himself mentally, thinking that if the other party asked him directly about his relationship with Shang Yunmiao, he would answer truthfully.
However, Shang Zhengxin didn't seem to be interested in finding out about their relationship. Instead, he talked about his glorious past.
From the senior two years his senior to the class monitor, and even the young female teacher who taught him, a tangled web of emotions, interspersed with Shang Zhengxin's subjective fantasies and exaggerated accounts, kept reaching Chen Bing's ears. The richness of the content and the twists and turns of the plot were comparable to a million-word novel.
As Principal Shang reminisced about his romantic history, the vehicle quickly approached Hulu Lake Wetland Park, a relatively unknown tourist attraction in Shangping County.
Only then did Shang Zhengxin realize that he had talked too much and gone off-topic. He glanced at Chen Bing nervously, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other was intently looking out the car window, seemingly uninterested in what he had just said and not really listening.
Coming to his senses, after parking the car, Shang Zhengxin opened the car door, got out, and went to the trunk to get his fishing gear.
Shang Zhengxin wasn't the only one who breathed a sigh of relief; Chen Bing did too.
Help! Listening to my elders talk about their romantic histories is so embarrassing!
After calming down a bit, Chen Bing followed Shang Zhengxin out of the car to help him get the fishing gear from the trunk.
After getting ready, the two embarked on their fishing trip together, setting off to find a good fishing spot.
To be fair, the wetland park is quite nice at this time of year, and the weather today is also quite pleasant.
In the springtime wetland park, the sun shines brightly and a gentle breeze blows. Accompanied by footsteps and laughter, a vibrant scene unfolds before your eyes. Various wild ducks and birds occasionally swim out and fly out from the reeds on the water's surface. Their chirping and twittering may not be exactly melodious, but you can still hear the joy of spring in their lively calls.
A gentle breeze blows, and even on a sunny day around the Qingming Festival, the weather doesn't feel hot. On the contrary, the warm and pleasant feeling gives people a sense of vitality.
The water surface beside the bridge and road glistens, and fish swim freely in the water, sometimes leaping out of the water and sometimes diving to the bottom, playing and frolicking, creating a lively scene.
On the shore, some people were leisurely fishing, quietly waiting for the fish to bite and enjoying the peaceful moment. Further away on the grass, groups of people were flying kites, having picnics, or taking photos, sharing this wonderful time together.
In spring, the wetland park is full of vitality, captivating visitors and allowing them to experience the charm of nature.
Okay, if we were to ask an AI to describe the scene before us, this would be something like this. Although it's a bit stiff and awkward, with a little polishing, it seems acceptable.
Chen Bing thought to himself, then realized that the explosive development of AI seemed to be 21 or 22 years away. In any case, before the pandemic in his previous life, this kind of technology was still quite backward.
Enough of the small talk. The scenery is certainly beautiful, but Shang Zhengxin didn't come here simply to admire it.
After he found a good fishing spot and guided Chen Bing through all the necessary preparations, it was time to get down to business.
"Young Chen, you're young. Let me teach you a lesson while we're fishing."
Upon hearing this, Chen Bing knew they were coming, so she prepared herself for battle.
"What do you think is the most important thing in fishing?"
"It's technology."
"Well...that's one aspect, but more important is patience."
"Yes, you're right, it's patience."
Turning his head, after looking at Chen Bing's handsome profile hidden under the brim of his hat, Shang Zhengxin continued, "Do you see that float on the water? As soon as it moves, it means there are fish coming. But you can't pull the rod just because you see the float moving."
Whether in his past life or this one, Chen Bing had little experience with fishing. So, he didn't understand what Shang Zhengxin was saying and could only nod and listen as the other continued.
"Because the float is moving, it's very likely that a fish is testing the bait. Don't disbelieve it; in the wild, especially in places where people often fish, these fish are very clever. So you must be patient and wait until the fish are completely at ease and actually take the bait."
Actually, there's a second part to this theoretical technique: you can't wait too long, otherwise the fish will eat the bait and run away.
However, that was not the focus of today's lesson, so Shang Zhengxin stopped there.
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