Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 88 Is Your Name Zhang Yang? ?
"It doesn't matter who comes, anyway, the name has been reported, so be bold! Yuhuo speak!" Zhao Bingguang said with a smile, a cigarette in his mouth.

Wang Yan exhaled a smoke ring and took a deep puff: "Yes, love so and so! How can he be so famous that he can beat two fish? I don't care what kind of master he is, don't let me draw lots to catch him, three catties loose guns!" Go on, even if you can't win, it will make him uncomfortable!"

Meng Fan nodded: "Brother Yan is right, the frequency has kept up with the bombardment of the scattered artillery, and if you use what you have learned in the past two days to fight against the toad and the big fly, it is not sure who will win!"

Wang Jun also echoed: "If you want to be emperor, you can be emperor, if you want to sleep, you can sleep with empress, whatever you like!"

Zhang Yang: "Haha, this mentality is enough! The more nervous you are, the worse your performance will be. I have confidence in everyone. Let's try to get them in the top five!"

"Yes, Baoyuan, everything is round!"

……

Of the five people, apart from Zhao Bingguang and Zhang Yang, the other three have no experience in participating in competitions. According to the routine, it must be somewhat nervous to participate in this kind of occasion for the first time.

But it was very strange, Zhang Yang just made a few jokes, and everyone was filled with self-confidence from nowhere. As long as Zhang Yang is here, today's game will be fine.

……

As time went by, more and more fishermen gathered outside the board room, and it was 06:30 before we knew it.

Lang Junfeng held a registration form in his hand, and after a brief communication with Meng Xiangqiu, Lao Meng soon shouted through the loudspeaker.

"All fishing friends who signed up for the friendly competition, assemble!"

Hearing the assembly, Zhang Yang and the others also came out of the board room and mixed into the crowd.

Meng Xiangqiu continued: "Before the lottery, on behalf of our Mengcun fishing ground, I would like to thank the boss of Junfeng Fishing Tackle Lang Junfenglang for his strong support, and also thank all the fishing friends who signed up for the competition for their support! Thank you everyone!
Next, before the lottery starts, Mr. Lang will give you a brief chat! "

The loudspeaker was handed to Lang Junfeng, and the old man was not polite, he stood on the stage and said, "Hi everyone, I am Lang Junfeng from Junfeng Fishing Tackle!

It is a great honor to organize this Heikeng Friendship Match sponsored by Minglun Fishing Tackle Company. I hope that everyone will show their skills and demeanor in today's competition!

Junfeng Fishing Tackle, I wish today's competition a complete success and good results for everyone!
Next, I will repeat the rules of this competition, it is a matter of decency, I hope everyone can automatically abide by it!

The first point……"

Lang Junfeng would still be able to chat at the scene. After a brief speech, he re-emphasized the fishing rules announced during registration. After a few requirements, he returned the loudspeaker to Meng Xiangqiu, the owner of the fishing ground.

Meng Xiangqiu: "Mr. Lang's brief speech is over, and the official drawing of lots will start now! The fishing friends who shouted their names came to grab the lottery! And register with Mr. Lang.

Today's competition is full-crowd fishing, and you can sit where you catch it by drawing lots, and you are not allowed to change positions!
Next, the first one, Kong Wenfei! "

"coming!"

"Second, Ding Wen"

"arrive"

……

Soon, the lottery started enthusiastically, one by one's name was called, and then the ball was grabbed in the lottery box, exactly the same as the usual lottery in Heikeng.

After rounding more than ten people, Zhang Yang and his five names were quickly called out.

Ranked No. 16 in the lottery, Zhang Yang was a little surprised. After all, in the first half of the 36-person competition, Lang Junfeng's clients must be the first to sign up.

According to Zhang Yang's expectations, it should be at the bottom of the list, but unexpectedly it was quite ahead.

Soon Zhang Yang's name was called, and Zhang Yang strode up to him, and very calmly reached out and grabbed a ball.

Number 25!
Fishing position No. 25 is on the north bank, two or three fishing positions to the east of the mid-waist oxygen machine on the north bank. It is not too bad, nor too good.

Compared with Zhang Yang, Wang Yan is luckier.

After calling his name, this guy put his hands together in front of everyone and muttered for a few seconds, and then grabbed a No. [-] ball!

South Bank mid-waist oxygen machine!
"Haha, No. [-], oxygen machine!" Wang Yan dangled a ping-pong ball in front of everyone, extremely excited.

Zhang Yang grinned: "Congratulations! Good location, good fishing!"

The other three fishing positions are relatively ordinary, Zhao Bingguang No. 4, Wang Jun No. 21, and Meng Fan No. 17 on the second side of the south bank.

After the lottery of the five people was over, the five of Zhang Yang got together again, and Zhang Yang said in a low voice: "There is a position, just execute according to the general idea that I analyzed for you yesterday!
On both sides of Meng Fan and Wang Yan's middle waist are good fishing positions, everyone, come on! "

"come on, come on, come on!"

……

The remaining fishermen quickly divided up all the ping pong balls. The game started at [-]:[-], and everyone entered the arena.

No one noticed that among the last few people who drew lots, a tall and thin man changed the table tennis balls in his hands with another fisherman, and Lang Junfeng, who was in charge of recording the lottery numbers, also secretly changed the fishing positions of the two of them. Number.

Zhang Yang carried the fishing box on his back, followed the others into the field, and soon came to his No. 25 fishing spot.

There is still about 15 minutes of preparation time before the start of fishing, so Zhang Yang is calmly preparing for the game, while observing around, especially paying attention to whether the fishing friends on the left and right hands recognize him.

The one on the left was a young guy whom Zhang Yang had never seen before, and there was no one on the right for a long time.

After the fishermen had almost finished entering the field, they saw Ma Yuhua finally entering the field carrying a small 26-liter white fishing box, walking straight to Zhang Yang's right hand side.

Seeing the old horse walking towards him, Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, wow, why is he next to him!
The less he wanted to see anyone, the closer the draw was, Zhang Yang was a little speechless.

Zhang Yang's No. 25 fishing position does not have any advantages among all fishing positions.

In this kind of fishing position, if you want to get results, the ideal result is to kill all the left and right-handed fishermen to have a better chance.

Ma Yuhua's fishing experience is much richer than that of ordinary fishermen, and he is one of the few players who can cause Zhang Yang some trouble in the fishing ground.

Unexpectedly, the lottery was next to each other!
When Zhang Yang found Lao Ma, Ma Yuhua also noticed Zhang Yang on the 25th.

As soon as Ma Yuhua put down the fishing box and put the equipment back, he turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yang aggressively.

"Your name is Zhang Yang?"

Zhang Yang felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the other party's tone, and he had never provoked him before, so it was the first time he was next to him, so he greeted him with such an overbearing tone like an old man admonishing his son.

"Do we know each other?" Zhang Yang didn't give the other party a good look, and just pretended not to know each other.

"My name is Ma Yuhua. I heard that you opened a fishing tackle shop and you are good at fishing?" Ma Yuhua did not answer Zhang Yang's question, but continued to ask.

(End of this chapter)