Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 276 The 'Dark Side' of Competitive Fishing

The one-hour game lasted until the end under the state of Zhang Yang's super-high-speed connecting rod. This time, Zhang Yang's fishing was hearty and refreshing, and his whole body was extremely comfortable.

"Huh!" After the whistle sounded at the end of the game, Zhang Yang put down the fishing rod in his hand and moved his neck casually.

"Okay, just now this game actually got pumped up!"

At this time, a vaguely familiar voice came from behind him.

Zhang Yang looked back and found that the person talking to him was the tall referee Chen Guangzu who asked him to check the bait in the morning.

Zhang Yang didn't have a good impression of this guy, so when the other party took the initiative to say hello, Zhang Yang responded very coldly.

After looking up at the other party, Zhang Yang nodded lightly and didn't answer.

"How much did you catch this time? The speed should be over [-] per hour, right?" Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't speak, the other party continued to ask.

Zhang Yang said with a blank face: "I can't tell, I'll know when I count it later! Aren't you going to help count the fish?"

"The counting and recording of the fish is carried out by the divisional referees. I am not responsible for this! Boy, the fish is quite good, who is the master?"

"I don't have a master, I like to fish and play around!" Zhang Yang continued to respond in a neutral manner.

"Oh, that's quite rare! In Sunny Bay Pit No. [-], I was able to float in the third round after two rounds in the morning. This is the first time I've seen it!"

"lucky!"

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During the entire conversation, the other party was very curious about Zhang Yang, asking about his apprenticeship, discussing fish catches, etc., but Zhang Yang only answered politely, and dealt with most of the questions vaguely.

Seeing that Zhang Yang had no intention of continuing the conversation, Chen Guangzu left slowly with his hands behind his back.

Soon, the staff who counted the fish came behind Zhang Yang. After some counting, the final number of target fish in the third competition was 219.

The speed is close to 220. Such a result is not very violent, but in the swimming pool, it is definitely considered to be at the top level. Needless to say, in the third game, Zhang Yang must have an absolute advantage and easily win the small score.

After Zhang Yang's report card was brought to the temporary office of the foreign exchange general office, Chen Guangzu quickly took a photo and sent it to WeChat.

On the other end, Qian Wenjun's WeChat mobile phone rang a message notification tone, and Qian Wenjun, who got the news, opened it and glanced at it, and his expression suddenly became strange.

219 tails, at this time in the afternoon when the fish situation was relatively sluggish, such an exaggerated data was caught, it must be that the same group did not run away.

After Qian Wenjun and his team cracked the secret of using shrimp meat as bait, they also bought shrimp meat from a supermarket and crushed it to make bait. Only 161 fish were caught, but a large part was dropped by Zhang Yang.

There are a total of four games. After the first three games, Zhang Yang's performance was terrific. If the last game is still in this competitive state, then Qian Wenjun's bet this time will be completely lost!

"Viagra, Zhang Yang fished 219 fishes during this whole trip! I'm so fucked up, this guy took spring medicine, it's too fierce!" Qian Wenjun, who got the news, frowned, his tone The emotions here are very complicated.

Xiao Wei frowned when he heard this result: "It is indeed an exaggeration to catch this result in Huayukeng!
Now is not the time to lament this, if it goes on like this, there will be no chance of winning by pinching the fish! "

"Then... what do you think we should do?" Qian Wenjun scratched his head, lost his mind.

Xiao Wei pondered for a few seconds, and whispered into Qian Wenjun's ear: "You go to Lao Chen and ask him to think of a way in the last seat! How did you cheat Meng Fan before? Get rid of this Zhang Yang!"

"You mean..." Hearing this, Qian Wenjun was taken aback, with obvious unexpected emotions in his eyes.

"That's right! It's exactly what you think! Those who are responsible for keeping records are Lao Chen and his own people. As long as no one is deliberately watching, there will be no problems!
In the last game, there should be four or five of our brothers here who are also mixed fish, right?
In addition, there are four or five of Xiaobei and the others playing together, and Ma Xiaofei has several more, so the probability of being together should not be low!

They are all acquaintances, and they will definitely agree to clean up a few outlanders!
Let Lao Chen do the trick. If you can change your position next to Zhang Yang and directly annul his last score, then you will surely win the game of pinching the fish!You go to Lao Chen Ti, and I will solve it for you at Xiaodongbei! "

"Okay!" Qian Wenjun gritted his teeth and agreed.

Soon, the two sides communicated with each other in low voices on their mobile phones, and the dark side behind the fishing competition fell on Zhang Yang again.

Seeing this, some people may not understand what's going on, so here is a simple explanation.

The first three games have already been played, so the last draw has only seat numbers and no division numbers.

This creates a problem. Before the competition, the referee who actually has the list of fishing players and the results of the previous three games already knows who is in the fourth game.

At this time, Qian Wenjun and the others privately found acquaintances and friends who fished together in the same competition pool, and then asked the referee to take care of the lottery number record book.

Under a series of operations, as long as any seat next to Zhang Yang's lottery is seated by Qian Wenjun and the others, Qian Wenjun himself can change seats with the opponent and sit next to Zhang Yang through the referee's cover.

A total of [-] people signed up for the mixed-breeding competition, half of which were mixed-breeding, and [-] people. Among them, there were more than ten or twenty local fishing friends who Qian Wenjun could talk about. Calculated from the probability, after some operations The probability of being able to make public next to each other is actually very high, almost half.

This kind of unruly thing is not a secret in the local fishing circle of Wacheng. It is usually used to deal with the fishers who come from outside. The referees are very familiar with them, and they can easily Assist in completing the operation of changing positions, and are also happy to provide help in exchange for favors.

In this process, only the two people who changed positions, and the referee knew that outsiders had no way of discovering Duan Ji, because the matter was secret enough that there had never been any problems.

Even if we take ten thousand steps back and say that there were sporadic information disseminations after the incident, it is already done, no evidence can be found, and appeals are useless. The goal has been achieved long ago, and everything is too late.

So, behind the scenes, they quickly reached an agreement on arranging Zhang Yang's affairs, and only waited for the fourth game to be drawn.

The rest time ended, and the sound of drawing lots came from the workbench.

Zhang Yang and his sixth son, Meng Fan, came to the stage to gather together. After waiting for a while to call their names, they quickly went to the stage and grabbed a numbered sign.

Number 05!
A so-so position is not a good one, but it is definitely not a dead position. Zhang Yang is very confident in the power of the shrimp meat cannon, and his mood before entering the arena is very calm.

On the other side, Qian Wenjun and Xiao Wei were a little nervous. The probability of about half and half sounds very likely, but there is also an element of luck. Zhang Yang drew number five. Is it a stranger from outside?The previous plan was completely aborted.

Fortunately, the lottery was not in favor of Zhang Yang. When the lottery ended, a fisherman named Liu Tinglong drew No. [-], which happened to be next to Zhang Yang.

Liu Tinglong is a fisherman in Ma Xiaofei's team, and he is quite well-known in Wacheng, and he knows Qian Wenjun and Xiao Wei.

In the first three rounds, Liu Tinglong's performance had a pitfall, so it was basically hopeless to get a ranking.

This kind of operation of sneaking and changing positions for the sake of grades is still acceptable in view of the face of hundreds of thousands of benefits.

After the lottery was drawn out, Qian Wenjun just asked Liu Tinglong for a brief mention, and the other party quickly agreed.

In the private red envelope of 1000 yuan, the other party agreed to exchange fishing seats with Qian Wenjun, and Qian Wenjun asked the referee to take care of the rest of the lottery record sheet.

Soon, the lottery was over, and Zhang Yang rushed to the No. [-] fishing spot with the fishing box on his back.

On the other side, Qian Wenjun was also half a beat behind, and sat on the fourth seat next to Zhang Yang with a small white 26-liter Dawa fishing box on his back.

"Hey, you are so lucky, we are next to each other!" Qian Wenjun walked up to Zhang Yang, pretending to be very surprised and said.

After Zhang Yang saw that number four next door was Qian Wenjun, his heart skipped a beat.

Zhang Yang, who had a lot of experience in competitions in his previous life, didn't believe that he was so lucky that he happened to be next to this kind of nonsense.

Forty people are mixed together, and the probability that two of them happen to be next to each other is one in [-]. Mathematically, this probability is already very, very small. There is no such thing as a coincidence.

The last time Meng Fan was next to Qian Wenjun's teammate in Jincheng, this time Zhang Yang was next to Qian Wenjun himself, this matter looks strange.

In addition, before the referee Chen Guangzu did something like stealing game bait and making friends with Zhang Yang. All kinds of details were superimposed together, giving people a feeling of impure motives no matter how you look at it.

"Hey! Although we have an agreement to pinch fish and pick Cai'er, you don't need this expression when you see me, right?"

Zhang Yang was still thinking at a high speed, Qian Wenjun licked his face and added, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Yang's current expression.

Zhang Yang quickly adjusted, with a smile on his lips: "Look at what you said, it's really a coincidence! It's not a good luck to be next to you, I wish I could stay as far away from you as possible!"

"Haha, pinch the fish, don't care about the bet, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat! It depends on technology and fishing skills! Doesn't it just reflect the level of being next to each other!

Seeing that you played very well in the first three games, it happened to be the fourth game. My buddy took out the bayonet and showed what he has learned all his life. Let's make gestures! "

If someone who doesn't know Qian Wenjun hears his righteous and impassioned words, he may have the illusion that this guy is not bad, but in Zhang Yang's view, these words are very hypocritical, let alone words, even a single punctuation mark Can't believe it.

"Okay, let's discuss and discuss!" Zhang Yang nodded, thinking quickly in his head.

The arena is like a battlefield. If you want to have the last laugh, you must always maintain a high level of vigilance. Meng Fan was overshadowed by Qian Wenjun and the others last time. Zhang Yang does not want to repeat the same mistakes.

After all, Zhang Yang is the highest combat power in the team, while Qian Wenjun has Xiao Wei who is close to the level of a professional fisherman.

If Qian Wenjun, a middling horse, traded Zi Zhangyang, a top-ranking horse, Xiao Wei would have a great chance of surpassing his performance and winning the pinch fish victory.

Soon, Zhang Yang had an idea and had an idea.

He glanced at the fishing rod prepared in front of him, put the rod away on purpose, turned around and went to the rod bag where the fishing rod was placed behind him, and changed another rod.

While changing the pole, Zhang Yang secretly turned on the video recording function of the mobile phone, stuffed it into the net bag on the side of the pole bag for the water cup, adjusted the angle seemingly randomly, and pointed the camera lens of the mobile phone at Qian Wenjun, who was next to No. [-] .

It is very common for fishermen to carry a rod bag into the field like this. It is also very normal to open the fishing rod and stand diagonally behind after taking the rod.

The detail of Zhang Yang's temporary replacement of the pole was located behind Qian Wenjun's side. Originally, Qian Wenjun had Xiao Jiujiu hidden in his heart, so he didn't notice it at all.

After doing all this, Zhang Yang calmly returned to the fishing position, made preparations before the game again, and waited for the game to start.

In the last mixed breeding, Zhang Yang still used the aggressive fishing method of rubbing bait with shrimp meat and using a shrimp gun. Cannon.

While holding the loose cannon in the basin into the food box, Zhang Yang said with a pun: "I heard from Xiaofan that you masters are very good at shutting up the neighbors!
Didn’t Xiaofan suffer from this last time, but this time he’s next to me, will he also arrange a set meal for me? "

"Look at what you said, rumors, they must be rumors! It's just bad luck, getting into the dead position and bad fish, I'm not capable of that!"

Qian Wenjun's expression was a little unnatural, and he shook his head hastily in the face of Zhang Yang's gaze.

As the old saying goes, being a thief has a guilty conscience, and Qian Wenjun's performance at the moment is the most authentic expression of a guilty conscience. His tone is weak, and his body movements are stiff, which looks a bit unnatural.

"Let me just say, it must be bad luck to meet a fish with bald heads. Fishing and polyculture in Sunny Bay, the density is so high, it shouldn't be bald, right? What do you think?"

"Um, I don't think the Air Force will work either! The first few mixed breeds are pretty good!"

"That's good, that's good!"

Zhang Yang didn't continue to pierce, and nodded with a smile, his eyes stayed on Qian Wenjun for a second again, and gave him a meaningful look.

Although this kind of communication with words in words sounds unnutritive, it is actually Zhang Yang's deliberate intention.

Create a certain amount of psychological pressure on the other party through dialogue, so that the other party will be a little more cautious when doing bad things.

Coupled with Zhang Yang's state of high vigilance, it is possible to keep Zhang Yang in a relatively safe state as much as possible, saving him from being overshadowed by the other party without knowing anything.

Qian Wenjun's body expression and language demeanor had given some information to Zhang Yang from the side. This guy didn't look as bold as Meng Fan said, and his expression became stiff after a few words.

In the face of Zhang Yang's "talking about Dafa", this guy who is holding back bad things can't do it!

The preparation time after entering the field quickly passed, all fishermen raised their poles and cast at the same time, and the last game officially began!
　Damn it, someone in the comment area actually spoiled my Dao heart, and very irresponsibly complained about the original intention of my writing, contempt! !

　　
　
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