Oxidation reaction

After Fang Congxia said that, he turned his head with a bad face, turned his back to Ruan Nanshen, and snapped the fishing line.

The sky was gloomy, and the white lake surface merged with the sky, making Fang Congxia's complexion even worse. Ruan Nancan was a little frustrated. He stared at Fang Congxia for a while, lowered his hand, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Don't be angry, all the fish I catch will be yours later."

As expected, Fang Congxia ignored him, and just paused for a while when pulling the fishing line. Three seconds later, Ruan Nancan heard him snort softly, with no warmth in his voice, and sneered, "You can fish well!" Is it? The fishing line can’t be tied properly.”

Ruan Nancan didn't know how to answer for a moment. He was indeed a novice. Before coming here, he had never even touched a fishing rod, let alone practiced it himself.

He rubbed his fingers, and said to Cong Xia without confidence: "I, I will work hard, even if... there is only one fish, I will give it to you."

He said this sincerely, but Fang Congxia didn't talk anymore, his eyes were fixed on the fishing rod buried under the lake, looking more indifferent and angry than before.

The situation became unresolved again, at this time Lin Na ran over with a new fishing line and rod, stuffed them into Ruan Nancan's arms, and said out of breath, "The old fishing man over there taught me, this is mine. The first finished product is for you to use first!"

Ruan Nancan glanced sideways at Fang Congxia, saw that his face was still stinky, sighed, turned around and thanked Linna: "You are amazing! Thank you!"

Linna smiled shyly, waved her hands, said that she would continue to study with the old man, and ran away with her ponytail swaying.

Ruan Nanshen sat down holding the fishing rod, looked up at Fang Congxia, was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly thought that he and Lin Na could be regarded as noisy voices, and felt that Fang Congxia's anger was not unreasonable.

The team leader said that the group that fished the most would get the ultimate prize tonight. At that time, Fang Congxia’s expression was very lively, and he even asked the team leader loudly what the big prize was in the crowd.

Fang Congxia might really want that unknown prize very much.

Thinking of this, Ruan Nanshen's frustration was replaced by shame, and he decided to try his best to help Fang Congxia get this award.

But a few minutes later, Fang Congxia expressed himself that he didn't want the big prize that the team leader said, he just hated Ruan Nancan's fishing rod.

Ruan Nancan baited the hook on the end of the fishing line, carefully recalled the actions in the teaching video, and threw the fishing line out forcefully.

With a sound of "dong", the fishing line entered the water with the bait. He breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight, and focused on the buoy with a little red end.

About half a minute later, the buoy moved slightly, and then the fishing rod began to shake violently. Ruan Nancan stood up, grabbed the fishing rod and pulled it up.

A small fish with the size of a tail and palm struggled to surface, his eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Fang Congxia.

Fang Congxia was indifferent and didn't give him the slightest look.

The light in Ruan Nancan's eyes dimmed, and the small fish he just caught was still struggling in the air. He swallowed the words that were almost blurted out, turned his head, and followed the steps in the teaching video to retract the fishing rod and line little by little.

The small fish that have escaped from the hook are happily splashing in the wooden bucket full of water, without any sense of danger that it will become someone else's delicacy in a few hours.

At this time, Fang Congxia stood up suddenly, looked down at him, and said expressionlessly: "You are really unlucky for this fishing rod."

"Throw it away, use mine."

Ruan Nancan was stunned, and before he could react, Fang Congxia snatched the fishing rod, and threw it on the hill on the side of the lake with a big wave of his hand.

After finishing all this, Fang Congxia sat down calmly, picked up the spare fishing rod on the side, tied the fishing line and bait skillfully, moved the one he was using in front of Ruan Nancan, and picked it up. Lowering his eyebrows, he said, "Use this."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Ruan Nancan didn't respond, Fang Congxia gave a "tsk" and said in a low voice, "Don't pick it up."

Ruan Nancan took a sideways glance at the fishing rod lying in the cluttered haystack from a distance, was stunned, looked at Fang Congxia in a daze, and whispered, "But—"

"No buts."

Fang Congxia interrupted him sharply, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were full of threats, "If you dare to pick it up, we won't be friends anymore."

"Why?" Ruan Nancan was puzzled, and even felt that Fang Congxia was a little unreasonable and inexplicable. He said, "Why is it unlucky? I, I used him to catch fish."

Hearing this, Fang Congxia snorted coldly, pointed at the small fish in Ruan Nan's ginseng bucket, and said mockingly, "You call this a fish too? Do you think it's as big as my palm? It's not enough to fit between the teeth, so it's not too thin. Yes, it's ugly."

Ruan Nancan lowered his head and glanced at the small fish swimming in the barrel. Compared with Fang Congxia's description, and the fatter carp in his barrel, this small fish really looked a bit shabby.

But this shouldn't be the reason why the fishing rod is unlucky, maybe it's just his bad luck.

He looked at Fang Congxia, and was about to refute, Fang Congxia gave him a fierce look, and said word by word: "No! Xu! Pick it up!"

"I--"

"sit down."

Fang Congxia had no expression on his face, and his tone was cold, "Or do you want to end our friendship?"

Unwillingly, Ruan Nancan looked back at the fishing rod that had been inexplicably wronged, thinking that this person is really arbitrary, but when he looked at Cong Xia above, he honestly replied: "I don't want to end."

At this point, Fang Congxia finally nodded with satisfaction, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, disliked that there were too few things in Ruan Nan's ginseng bucket, and even generously gave him two big carp.

But for some reason, after changing the fishing rod, Ruan Nancan never caught a single fish again, and the red and white buoys floated motionless on the water, as if they were frozen.

Even the buoy with Fang Congxia was as still as still water, and the fish in the barrels of the two together was one-tenth of that of the group next door.

Hearing the cheers from the group next door, Ruan Nancan glanced at Fang Congxia with complicated emotions, then quietly glanced at the fishing rod still lying in the weed pile on the small hill, and immediately took it into consideration.

Ten minutes ago, the team leader swayed over with a big strawberry in his mouth to inform everyone that there are seasonal fruits provided by the resort in the gazebo 100 meters away, and they can be picked up on demand.

Thinking of this, Ruan Nancan stretched his waist pretentiously, pretending to be tired, and then said to Cong Xia, "There are fruits over there. I want to eat strawberries. What do you want to eat?"

Fang Congxia glanced at him and said lazily, "Whatever."

"Ok."

Ruan Nancan stood up, "Then I'm leaving."

The small hill was not far from the gazebo, so Ruan Nancan first took a detour and climbed up to pick up the fishing rods. When picking up, he had to pay attention to Fang Congxia's movements.

After confirming that Fang Congxia didn't see him, Ruan Nancan heaved a sigh of relief, hid the fishing rod behind his back, and went to the gazebo to pick up the fruit.

Because he was worried about the fishing rod, he was a little absent-minded. He only put strawberries in the box, and he didn't think carefully about Fang Congxia's taste.

He held a plastic box full of strawberries in his left hand and a fishing rod in his right hand, with his back behind his back, his expression unnatural, and he was perfunctory when he met acquaintances.

When Ruan Nancan returned to the shed, there were still no new fish in Fang Congxia's barrel. He held the fishing rod hidden behind him, proud of his wisdom.

But it is easy to get carried away when you are proud. When he put down the plastic box, his right hand naturally followed from behind.

The fishing rod was exposed under Fang Congxia's eyelids, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Didn't I not let you pick it up? What's the matter with you?"

Fang Congxia's face darkened completely, and an uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes, "Ruan Nancan, do you not understand human speech?"

Ruan Nancan didn't expect the incident to be exposed so quickly. He lowered his head guiltily and kept wiping the smooth surface of the fishing rod with his thumb. After a few seconds, he replied softly: "I'm listening."

"Then why did you pick it up?" Fang Congxia felt even more furious after hearing his words, stood up and approached Ruan Nanshen unconsciously, "Now, immediately, immediately throw it away!"

Throwing is impossible, Ruan Nancan replied secretly, but he had no experience in this field, and he did not know how to appease Fang Congxia's anger for no reason and at the same time preserve this poor fishing rod.

"I'll count to three, you immediately throw it into the trash can over there."

"One"

"two"

In desperation, Ruan Nancan thought of the 28th article of the handbook-properly please.

He glanced at the strawberries on the table, his heart moved, he let go of the fishing rod, picked the biggest strawberry, put it to Fang Congxia's mouth, raised his face, looked at Fang Congxia with piercing eyes, fawning He smiled and said, "Don't be angry, strawberries are so sweet, take a bite and calm down, okay?"

The author says:

Xia Xia: Grass...berry...

I have run out of QAQ for saving manuscripts, when will I finish writing and send it out, not necessarily at [-]:[-] noon (bow)