Chapter 131 lsp
The good figure and good looks of the long-legged beauty fit Zhang Yang's LSP aesthetics very well, so Zhang Yang unconsciously took a few more glances at her.

It was fine at first, until the beauty answered the phone for more than ten seconds, and when she hung up, the other party accidentally met Zhang Yang's eyes.

Just looking at each other, Zhang Yang didn't look away, but nodded at the other party like a ghost.

This was a decent reaction, but in the eyes of the beauty, it changed a bit.

Being peeped by a young fisherman, the beauty seemed to be offended, Kazilan narrowed her big eyes reflexively, and strode away like a proud swan.

Hmph, although this guy looks a little handsome, but his eyes are straight and not concealed at all, he is rude!
With a bit of displeasure in her heart, the beauty pretended to be calm and left the fishing position where Zhang Yang was.

The long-legged girl walked away, Zhang Yang didn't take it seriously, it was just a small episode, Zhang Yang calmed down and waited for the whistle to start.

After a while, all the participating athletes and referees were in place, and the whistle for the start of the game sounded from the loudspeaker.

The fishing competition started, Zhang Yang casually grabbed a large number of loose cannons and held them on the lead leather seat, and with a flick of his wrist, he easily brought them to the nest position around the eighth pole.

Open the four-ball lead belt nest, and then make a trial fishing with double hooks, rub bait and belt guns.

The competition time is three hours, relatively speaking, the rhythm is much slower than the normal table fishing competition, so Zhang Yang’s mentality is very stable, and the situation of the fish is unknown.

The frequency of throwing poles should be kept at about two poles per minute, neither fast nor slow, and the double-hook bait can still wait for a few seconds after all.

Compared with the "Buddhist" performance of Zhang Yang's fishing, other participating fishermen are much more violent. A few minutes before the fishing start, most of the fishermen are throwing bombs and hitting heavy nests as if they don't want money.

In particular, the fisherman on Zhang Yang's left handed out a small bucket of nest material like a magic trick, and a few minutes before the fishing started, he did all of it without any hesitation.

For a while, the sound of thumping and thumping hand-throwing nests was heard all over the fishing spots on both sides of the canal, giving Zhang Yang the illusion of dreaming back to the time when he first started playing black pits last year.

Originally, the fish in the canal were timid, but after being bombarded like this, 10 minutes before the start of fishing, there were no fishing spots around Zhang Yang's eyes.

Could it be that the fish situation in the canal is not very strong today?

Zhang Yang patiently observed his floating appearance, trying to find some clues from the sporadic details.

The hard work paid off, and after persisting for a while, he really saw something.

The position of the normal eight-point pole was thrown, and the float basically did not respond. However, when throwing the pole casually, Zhang Yang found that about one meter in front of the den, three bubbles, one large, two small, and three bubbles spit out from the bottom of the water.

This kind of bubbles looks like carp bubbles at first glance, and spitting bubbles in front of the dens indicates that fish are wandering around.

Now, Zhang Yang has a bottom line.

There is no need to rub bait anymore, Zhang Yang decisively replaced it with the double-hook large triangle gun used to catch raw carp in the black pit, and threw the pole with all his strength to bombard and lure the fish into the nest.

There are fish wandering around outside the dens, which means that the fish released are in a state of foraging, and they have not opened their mouths for the time being.

This kind of similar fish behavior is often encountered when playing in the Youfang fishing ground. If you increase the amount of bait, it will be over.

The facts were indeed consistent with what Zhang Yang judged, and after more than ten minutes of twitching, the float began to move.

As mentioned earlier, fishing is most afraid of no movement. As long as the floating phase starts to communicate with the fishermen, then the fishing masters will have a way to judge the general situation of the dens, and through adjustments and strains, the fish will come up.

At this moment, there was basically no movement on Zhang Yang's float stroke. After the double hooks reached the bottom, the float began to fluctuate and vibrate irregularly in a small range, probably less than half the range.

This kind of floating phase is mostly caused by the fish starting to enter the dens and stirring the water flow when swimming.

Zhang Yang's float in the first game was relatively high. The 2.5g lead-eating float was fully adjusted to the ten-mesh position, and the three-and-a-half-mesh fish was caught. A small bait wick will be left after the double hook reaches the end, which is relatively sensitive. .

Seeing that some fish have started to enter the nest, this shows that the loose cannon state of Xiaohuangmian is effective, so Zhang Yang continues to maintain the frequency of throwing rods, and continues to lure fish with the triangle cannon.

About 10 minutes after starting the fishing, some fishermen on the opposite bank began to catch fish, and Zhang Yang’s floating movements became more and more frequent. Often, the floats turned over and were still in the high position of seven or eight eyes, and there were lines and bait rubbing. Actions.

Another triangular cannon was thrown into the den, the float turned over and went down normally, suddenly there was a big pause for both eyes, Zhang Yang let it go slowly and did not lift the pole, and then gave a one and a half pause, leaving only A sharp point.

This kind of continuous black floating fish mouth shows that the fish has been caught in the mouth and is stable. Zhang Yang decisively lifts the pole to stab the fish and hits it!

With a water depth of three meters, the underwater force is still relatively strong when the fish is lifted into the rod. Zhang Yang controls the arc of the fishing rod smoothly and feels the strength of the prey's struggle.

The first fish rang the line, and the fish exerted a little force in the first round, and the fishing line and rod made a buzzing sound.

Zhang Yang didn't dare to bow the fish with all his strength, so he could only keep stabbing the fish. His left hand habitually reached the middle of the handle to assist in controlling the fish.

After a stalemate for about two or three seconds, the underwater fish turned its head, and Zhang Yang felt that his strength was a little weaker, and his heart gradually relaxed.

The first fish is not a big one, the sub-line of 1.5 is not a big problem.

Zhang Yang bowed his fishing rod with all his strength and started to fish.

After a few rounds, the strength became weaker and weaker, and a big carp weighing three catties was pushed out of the water by the waist of the fishing rod.

It has golden fish scales and a bright red tail. Although the first fish hasn't come ashore yet, Zhang Yang can already see it.

I saw Zhang Yang holding the fishing rod with both hands, pulling the fish steadily to the water's edge, grabbing the net with his left hand and entering the water, raising the fishing rod with his right hand and dragging the fish in with force.

After entering the dip net, the fish could not run away when the rod was used. Zhang Yang habitually hooked the net dip rod with his left ankle, raised the net head and put it on the fish guard.

When unhooking, Zhang Yang took a special look at the position where the hook was hung.

The fishhook is hung at a position deeper into the large ring of the fish's mouth, and the tip of the hook has pierced the inner wall of the fish's mouth.

Zhang Yang poked twice with his index finger before taking off the hook.

If the hook is so deep, it means that the fish has a strong desire to eat, and at the same time, the state and taste of the bait are also very correct, but the timing of lifting the rod just now was half a beat slower, and it is normal for this problem to occur in the second pause.

Zhang Yang plucked the first fish and dumped the fish into the fish guard. This morning's competition was considered to be the start.

Through this fish, Zhang Yang has collected a lot of useful information,

Interfaces began to appear in the dens, and fish schools had a preliminary density.

The triangle gun is better at luring fish, but it is not conducive to the entrance, so starting from the next shot, Zhang Yang resumed the fishing method of rubbing bait and loose gun.

When it comes to fishing raw carp, let alone publicity, even Han Qiang, who is relatively the least skilled in the team, can handle it with ease.

After all, fishing is now a profession, which is the most common black pit fish situation.

With the bottom line in his mind, Zhang Yang's follow-up fishing ideas became clear, and he continued to bombard indiscriminately with his head depressed.

With the high-frequency bombardment of the baiting amount of the loose guns, more and more fish gathered in the dens, and soon the travel interface became denser.

Seeing that the density of fish in the den was enough, Zhang Yang decisively adjusted to rubbing bait with the lower hook, rubbing bait with a cannon when taking the bait, and started taking fish!

I saw that Zhang Yang took the bait and cast the rod normally, and after the float turned over, he went down steadily, and when he reached the bottom four or five eyes, there was a one-and-a-half pause.

Lift the pole to stab the fish. After the hit, the forearm and wrist cooperate with each other. Bow the pole to control the fish out of the water for one round, and then smoothly pull it against the water skin into the net under the feet, remove the hook into the guard, and continue to bait the next one.

Just 35 minutes after the fishing started, Zhang Yang's side quickly began to enter a fighting state.

In contrast, the fish situation of ordinary fishermen is much worse.

Most people’s dens also have fish entering the nests, but the effect of luring fish in underwater dens is far worse than that of three-dimensional three-dimensional shooting with loose guns.

The lucky ones also saw one or two bites, and the unlucky ones hadn't started fishing for half an hour.

Just when the fish situation on Zhang Yang's side was getting better, the long-legged beauty had been walking back and forth on the trail along the river behind the fisherman very competently.

The so-called volunteers have two main responsibilities.
The first is to assist fishermen to deal with various emergencies before the game, such as parking, getting lost to find fishing spots, finding toilets and so on.

After entering the fishing ground and starting the game, the main responsibility is to supervise the irregularities of the fishermen, such as making nests in advance, or making phone calls during the game, whispering, etc. The responsibilities are very broad and flexible.

They are not professional referees. In the river fishing contest involving thousands of people, the rules are actually not strict, and basically no one will take small tricks seriously, so the beauty walks back and forth in the 27th district very casually.

She had her first impression of Zhang Yang's LSP before fishing, so when the beauty walked near Zhang Yang, she couldn't help but take a second look.

After walking back and forth for a few laps, she discovered the problem.

The other fishermen are not catching very good fish now, but this lsp has caught several fish in a row.

Hmph, I must have been lucky enough to sit down in the fish nest, and later, a fish will explode and take a bite, so you can sneak a peek at Miss Ben!The beauty thought a little darkly.

However, the reality of the fish situation does not depend on the will of the beautiful woman. After fishing for a while, Zhang Yang's fish mouth not only did not slow down, but started to connect the rods!

Most of the other fishermen are staring at each other, and occasionally they just jump slowly when the fish is in good mood, but Zhang Yang's float is already in place, and the fish is very fast.

If it weren't for the three-meter water depth that had an obvious impact on the speed of returning fish, the fish situation on Zhang Yang's side would be much faster.

Zhang Yang fished frequently here, and the eyes of the long-legged girl also frequently fell on Zhang Yang. After going back and forth, the very smart girl saw a lot of clues.

Compared with ordinary fishermen, this perverted guy seems to have good fishing skills.

Whether it is baiting and throwing the pole, or returning to the fish to copy the fish, the movement seems to be flowing and flowing without any stiffness.

Could it be that this little pervert is a master at fishing?

Once this kind of idea is formed in the beautiful woman's mind, it will be very stubborn and cannot be dispelled.

Every time she walked to the position behind Zhang Yang, the beauty would subconsciously take a few glances, and found that Zhang Yang was still fishing, and this kind of self-suggestion in the bottom of her heart was strengthened.

After three hours of fishing, Zhang Yang jumped fast and connected the rod for more than two hours, and the fish situation in the den gradually slowed down.

The fish release information given by Boss Luo is quite accurate. The fish that Zhang Yang caught in the first round were mainly carp that weighed three to four catties.There are thirty or forty fish in total, and among the fishermen in District 27, they are basically the best.

"Attention all fishermen, there is still one minute before the end of the game in the morning. When you hear the whistle for the end of the game, everyone stays in place and waits for the staff to weigh you. You are not allowed to leave the fishing position without permission, otherwise it will be regarded as abstention and cancellation Qualified for the competition!"

The loudspeaker sounded the 1-minute countdown to the end of the game. After Zhang Yang heard it, he rubbed two soft sticky baits calmly, leaned forward slightly, and threw the fishing group to the farthest point.

Zhang Yang's idea is very simple, there has been no movement in the den for more than ten minutes, before finishing the rod, let's see if he can fool another fish!

Needless to say, the idea of ​​desperately going far enough is really baited.

Within five seconds of the double hook, the float made an exaggerated movement with three and a half eyes, and a black float.

Zhang Yang raised the rod to stab the fish, but this time it gave people a completely different feeling from the previous one.

The double hooks are like hanging on the bottom, and the pole cannot be lifted at all.

A big fish paused for a few seconds after being stabbed, and then began to swim towards the middle of the river.

Zhang Yang wanted to save him, but he was throwing the rod full, and the strength when he lifted the rod shocked the fish. The big fish didn't even give it a chance, and cut off the hook by tug-of-war.

The fishing rod attached to the water rebounded with a whistling sound after the fish was unhooked. This scene happened to be seen by the long-legged girl not far away.

Hmph, let's go fish, you deserve it!
Seeing Zhang Yang running around, the corners of the beauty's mouth turned up slightly, and her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"Damn!" The fish cut the hook and ran away, Zhang Yang exhaled habitually, straightened out the fishing line and looked at the sub-line, the lower hook had been cut off.

With less than half a minute left for the game to end, Zhang Yang didn't bother to throw another shot, so he took out the foam spool from his pocket and started to reel in the fishing line ahead of time.

As soon as the fishing line was put away, the whistle sounded for the end of the first game.Everyone put down their fishing rods and waited for the referee to weigh with the staff.

From the point of view of the whole competition, the fish situation in the first game in the morning was not bad. At least those who can catch but not catch can see a few mouthfuls.

There are still three games to come, so when the whistle sounded, everyone behaved well and waited patiently for the weighing.

In about seven or eight minutes, a middle-aged man with a referee certificate hanging on his chest pushed an electronic scale to the 8th district. The long-legged beauty greeted the other party, and soon began to count the results one by one.

(End of this chapter)

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