Chapter 122: The Old Man and the Sea

No matter how he practiced boxing, his proficiency no longer increased, so Chen Xing tried a lot of methods, even if he used boxing to hit people who were hostile to him, he didn't make his proficiency increase a little more.

There was no way, Chen Xing could only slow down his boxing and spend his time on the other two skills, and in this way, his swimming and language skills reached level six.

"I'm done, you can wash!" Only the bathroom on the second floor can take a bath, not the first floor, so you have to queue up to take a shower.

Hearing Yang Ling's voice, Chen Xing shouted in the boxing room: "Got it!"

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed to learn language skills, and Chen Xing went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Chen Xing got up, the kind that gets up when he talks about it, without the slightest hesitation.

With plenty of energy, sleep is just a spice of life for him, no longer a necessity, but Chen Xing still likes the feeling of sleeping.

The morning training with Uncle Xing stopped as early as half a year ago, the body muscles have been trained, and the proficiency of boxing skills is no longer rising, so this morning training is not necessary.

However, Chen Xing will still run in the morning, today is Saturday, Yang Ling is still asleep as always, Chen Xing brushes his teeth and washes his face, and the jacket of the Fengwei Boxing Club on the short-sleeved jacket goes out of the house, and he doesn't know why his body is not too afraid of the cold.

Chen Xing ran along the coast, ran for almost two kilometers and stopped at an intersection, looked at the time on his phone, well, almost, Chen Xing stood in place and waited.

"Good morning, I didn't have to wait, by the way, congratulations, I watched the game, and I won beautifully. A few minutes later, a figure ran up to Chen Xing and put a smile on Chen Xing's shoulder.

"I've just arrived, thank you. Chen Xing responded with a smile, the figure in front of him was "Hong Kong City Guo Biting" Ai Xinyu, it was the policewoman flower, she was only an intern at the police station before, but now she has graduated and works in the local police station.

Because she was going to run in the morning, Ai Xinyu coiled her long hair behind her head, revealing her slender white jade neck, and the collarbone under the slender jade neck was also looming, just like when Chen Xing first met, she was still without makeup, her beautiful face and the radiant eyes under her slender eyebrows, the whole person was full of vitality.

Chen Xing met Ai Xinyu on the way to several morning runs, chatting and chatting about the two simply unifying the time, and it would be good to have a companion when running in the morning.

Ai Xinyu was wearing a red sportswear, the sportswear was a tight-fitting one, wrapping out the perfect curves in the clothes, and her graceful posture made Chen Xing can't help but control himself.

Well, this, early in the morning, is already more sensitive.

The two of them ran and chatted as they ran, and they kept running along the coastline until the warm light of the sun gradually dispelled the cold of the early morning.

After running, the two went to Chen Xing's favorite breakfast restaurant, Chen Xing was eating ramen in a big gulp, Ai Xinyu was eating wontons, and he felt that his appetite was inexplicably good when he saw Chen Xing's eating.

"What are you going to do after breakfast?" Ai Xinyu asked, "Are there any games recently?" On Saturday she was fine, resting.

"No, I'm going to go out to sea and catch a fish. Chen Xing was still chewing noodles in his mouth, and his voice was a little slurred.

"How do you go out to sea?" "What the hell is it to go out to sea and catch a fish?"

"I have a boat. Chen Xing gulped down the soup.

There is a boat???? Ai Xinyu can't accept this change in the situation.

Wasn't it still setting up a stall two years ago?

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A small green boat was running on the vast sea level, this is a fishing boat, which is very common on the sea, but this fishing boat is a little different from other fishing boats.

In addition to its relatively small size, it also carries fishermen who are not young men, but old people.

"Lao Guang, have you put down all the fishing lines?" An old man with a black hat and gray temples kept putting the fishing line into the sea.

"It's coming, it's coming soon, and the last hundred fishing lines, these more than 1,000 fishing lines are all gone, Ah Bing, come and help, don't drink tea, how long have you been drinking!" replied a short old man, who was the old man in the hat.

"This sea breeze blows, I can't even drink hot tea?ah!" The old man who was urged Ah Bing was very unhappy, and answered Lao Guang with a loud voice, but he still put down the water cup in his hand to help Lao Guang release the fishing line.

There are only three of them on the whole fishing boat, Lao Guang, A Bing, and Lao Teng, and the size of this fishing boat is larger than the usual life rafts.

And these more than 1,000 fishing lines are likely to not be able to catch a single fish, which is the market for going to sea today.

In front of industrial fishing vessels, such fishing boats are simply petty fights, and the oil and water are not at all one-thousandth that of industrial fishing vessels.

"Lao Guang, do your old wife go to square dance at night? Ah Bing had a fishing line in his hand and spoke to Lao Guang in a thick dialect.

"Do you care if my wife is going to square dance or not?" Lao Guang's beard blew in the sea breeze, what is this matter?

How old are everyone!

"No, I want your wife to take my family when she goes to square dance, I sneak out to play mahjong, I haven't played mahjong for a long time. "Ah Bing said very sincerely, he really wants to play mahjong.

"Okay, I'll go back and tinker with my wife and let her go square dancing at night, and by the way, I haven't played mahjong for a long time. Hearing Ah Bing say this, Lao Guang also wants to play mahjong.

The two old men with fishing lines looked at each other and smiled.

The three old men talked about the trivial things in life, but the three old men chatted very happily, and they went to sea at such an old age, and their spirits were also good.

"Okay, let's finish the line, reel in the line. The old man with the hat saw that the other two had finished their fishing lines, and urged them to reel in the lines.

There are more than 1,000 fishing lines, and the last fishing line is released, and the first fishing line is ready to be reeled.

Today's ocean is no longer the ocean of the past, the old people put away one fishing line after another, all empty, but the three of them are not discouraged, as long as they can catch a few expensive fish, they can go to sea this time without losing money.

It's not cheap to go out to sea and drive here.

"There you have, there you have!" Lao Guang felt something after a few fishing lines, this line was in stock!

The other two old men hurriedly rushed over and focused on this fishing line with Lao Guang, one holding the net and preparing, and the other driving the boat to cooperate with Lao Guang to pull the line.

Ten minutes later, the fish finally came up, and it was a moray eel.

"Yes, another one for today's oil money will be considered back!" Seeing that a fish was finally hooked, the old vine with a hat smiled, revealing a mouthful of leaky teeth.

Just as the three of them had collected almost half of the fishing line, Ah Bing frowned when he saw another fishing boat on the sea.

The fishing boat was obviously much larger than their small boat, and it was a fishing boat, with two long poles sticking out of the sides of the fishing boat, making the boat look a bit like a flying fish with outstretched wings.

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