Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 93 The script dare not write this way

If there were fish in the dens in the early stage, the old horse can also make this kind of prediction, but now it has been more than ten minutes without talking?What's going on?
The hot scolding is no longer important, the old horse is now full of a big question mark?How did he do it?
"Can't figure out how I did it? I won't tell you!"

Zhang Yang grinned as if he could read minds, and used the strength of his pole to push the fish out of the water, and soon fell into the net, and caught another fish!
Not telling you a word completely messed up Ma Yuhua's heart.

He can no longer concentrate on the next game, his mind is full of Zhang Yang's almost miraculous performance just now.

It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of the game that he raised his head in a daze, with a dazed expression on his face.

In the second half of the game, less than half of the fishermen were still sticking to the fishing position. After hearing the whistle of the end of the game, everyone put down their fishing rods.

Meng Xiangqiu held a loudspeaker and said: "All the brothers who abstained in advance are not allowed to run around during the weigh-in period!

After the weighing of the fish in the competition is over, you can continue fishing until [-] pm!Next, weigh in from South Bank One! "

Soon, Lao Meng, another guy who helped and Lang Junfeng who was in charge of recording the results, started counting the results one by one.

Pull the fish out of the water, pour the fish into a plastic basket, cover it with a blanket, and soon the weight of the electronic scale stabilizes, and Lang Junfeng records the weight of the fish into the score sheet, waiting for the final score to sort the ranking.

Needless to say, the two tricks that Zhang Yang taught the team members to use, the Toad Pricking and the Flying Lead, both played a very obvious role.

Especially for toads in the early stage of fishing, when the whole pit is generally caught far away, the effect of grabbing fish is very obvious.

At the end of the competition, none of the five players gave up ahead of time and were waiting for the weigh-in. They were obviously very confident in the total weight of their catches.

Weighed one after another in front, and soon arrived at Zhao Bingguang, who was sitting in the fourth fishing position.

Old Zhao premised that the fish was caught very well, and he was very leisurely with a cigarette in his mouth at the moment. After glancing at the poor fish of No. [-] next door, he happily grabbed the fish's mouth guard and brought up his own fish.

At least 20 fish, more than the previous three mermaids combined.

"It's ok, old Zhao, I haven't caught too much! It's more than 50 catties!" Meng Xiangqiu couldn't help sighing when he saw so many fish caught.

"I didn't play well, it's normal!" Zhao Bingguang took out his cigarette and scattered around, pretending to be 13 in a low-key manner.

Soon, the weight of the fish came out, with the result of the basket and cover, 54.2 catties!
In the 1100-jin fish throwing competition, the average person was only over 50 jin, and Lao Zhao's gross weight of more than [-] jin was far beyond the average.

Remembering Zhao Bingguang's results, Lang Junfeng had already secretly calculated in his heart. He wondered how the master Yuchow his senior helped to find was good. When watching the game in the first half, Yukou was quite fast.

Now Lao Lang is still looking forward to it, but with the success of the follow-up results, after No. [-] Wang Yan raised Yuhu laboriously, his heart was half cold.

Wang Yan caught more fish than Zhao Bingguang, and the gross weight of the basket was 63.5 catties!Create the temporary No.1 that has already counted fish catches again.

The next one is Chen Xueqiang who is equipped with imported bait and changed to the best fishing position.

Lang Junfeng was full of anticipation, and when he was holding the fish and lifting the fish, he gave his hand, but the weight on his hand didn't make him happy at all.

The fish protector held it lightly in his hand, and after lifting it out of the water, there were only a poor dozen or so. Compared with Wang Yan just now, the fish catch was at least half worse.29.5 catties after weighing.

"Xiao Chen didn't perform well today!" Lang Junfeng said pointedly.

"Don't mention it, I got entangled with the big line three times in one game, today is so wicked!" Chen Xueqiang stroked his big swallowtail irritably.

"It's okay, play well next time!" Lang Junfeng replied lightly, already scolding his mother in his heart.

The one that can hit the most is turned off, and the other fishermen are free!
Next, Lao Lang had no expectations. Among the fishing friends I registered here, I didn’t see any fast fish during the competition just now. The only one who was slightly faster was Chen Xueqiang. In the end, he only caught more than half of his fish. .

With no expectations, the weighing still has to continue. The next question is about the ownership of the champion.

Before the North Shore was declared, Lang Junfeng had noticed Zhang Yang's intermittent fishing, and he didn't know who caught more fish, he or Wang Yan from the South Shore.

After working hard for more than half an hour, the results were finally counted.

Zhang Yang weighed 71.8 catties, ranking first.

Wang Yan is 63.5 catties, ranking second.

Meng Fan is 55.1 catties, ranking third.

Zhao Bingguang, 54.2 catties, ranked fourth.

Wang Jun weighed 47.9 catties, ranking fifth.

Chen Xueqiang, the seed player before fishing, weighed 29.5 catties. Ma Yuhua gave up weighing and left after the game.

The black pit friendly match that Lang Junfeng had placed high hopes on originally ended with a final result that even a script did not dare to write like this.

Zhang Yang organized a group to sign up five people, just like what he said before the competition, he will take the top five in this competition!

Wang Yan held two small puddings in one hand, licked them in turns a little angrily, and said while licking: "Haha, Xiao Zhang can do it, and he can secure the first place next to the old horse! Awesome!"

Zhang Yang said with a smile on his face, "Good luck, good luck! You caught well too! The advantage of the middle waist position has been brought into play!"

Old Zhao saw that the two were holding each other's feet here: "Stop bragging about business, the game is over, let's talk about where to celebrate at noon!"

Zhang Yang said with a smile: "No hurry, the competition prizes haven't been awarded yet!"

"Yes, I was so excited that I almost forgot about accepting the award! The prize is Ming Lun's pole, right? I'm short of pole!" Wang Yan continued.

Zhao Bingguang also took a puff from his cigarette: "By the way, when the awards are presented and the group photo is taken, Xiao Zhang will bring the bait packaging to advertise!

Xiao Zhang, I have a premonition that this friendly match is over, you are going to be popular! "

There is nothing wrong with what Lao Zhao said, and the facts are true. Originally, Lang Junfeng organized the competition to expand the popularity and influence of his shop, and then arranged for some experts to get a good ranking to promote his bait.

But unexpectedly, the five members of Zhang Yang's small team, as if they had taken Viagra, were so strong that people were frightened. None of the top five prize-winning places were leaked out, and they were all rounded up!

This kind of black pit competition with random draws, winning the top five is the best advertisement for the product. The poor old man was so busy that he made a wedding dress for Zhang Yang.

When the awards ceremony started after [-]:[-], five fishermen with famous bait packaging bags stood on the stage. All the fishing friends who watched the ceremony, no matter which shop they played in before, I couldn't help but get excited.

(End of this chapter)