Live Fishing Studio

Yue Feng returned to his fishing position, and the aerobic machine in the pond stopped. The surface of the water was still agitated due to the agitation of the machine. Yue Feng took off the trolling float and replaced it with a normal float, and began to throw a rod for fishing.

At the beginning there was still agitated current under the surface of the water. The float floated a little, and there were no decent eating movements in the first few shots.

However, Yue Feng did not give up throwing the rod, and now it is equivalent to starting anew, waiting for the water to calm down a little bit, saying that he can't fish.

"That won't work either. I didn't even take a bite. I didn't even move the line. I might as well use trolling to drift away before doing oxygen!"

"Brother Feng is about to fill the pit, and it doesn't work to spray medicine and oxygen! The nest that I had made before was also agitated!"

"There is still Liu'er, maybe it will be better when the water stabilizes!"

It really made one of the water friends speak, waiting for the water in the pond to stabilize slowly, and began to fish one after another!

After spilling anti-stress drugs, the fish gallbladder in the pond really grew a lot. The normal 4.5-meter straight line for fishing quickly changed from a slow jump to a fast company, and finally a burst company!

This is the fish feeling that the real cannon pit should have. From the head of the pit to the end of the pit, everyone is on the connecting rod. There are 60 people in the entire fishing ground. More than 20 rods are used to catch fish together.

Seeing that the fish's condition is normal, Yue Feng is also unambiguous to find the bottom again, and then he starts throwing rods to gather fish!

In front of the teacher who cut the hook to doubt the life, the feeling of the fish is also fast. In order to save trouble, he changed the par line to do fishing again. At first, he was scared and scared to cut the hook again, but after a while, he found out that he changed the 1.5 The strand is back to normal again! Even if the movement is a little rash, it will not break the strand so easily.

After several attempts of fishing, Yue Feng judged that the fish was still not very sensitive to scattered guns, so he continued to use rubber bands and hemp **** for fishing. Under the crazy toss, countless small bait particles were brought into the fishing spot, and soon Rebuilt the nest.

Zhao Dezhong and Lao Bai had different judgments. The two still felt that the fish dispersal gun was more profitable. Replacing the dispersal cannon had a certain effect, but the final result was unsatisfactory and did not completely suppress Yue Feng.

I saw that Yuefeng fish was getting faster and faster. At first, I threw a three or five shot to give a bite. After throwing a two or three shot, I gave a bite. Waiting for a while to draw a nest, the fish was completely mad and started to eat. Almost the bait was in place. Just give the mouth, and the more you catch, the more you catch.

Seeing this, Yue Feng gritted his teeth, cut the big line directly by 15 cm, re-tied the bazi loop and adjusted the float position, and began to hug.

"Cut the thread? Who can explain what this is for? The end of the thread is cut!"

"Aren't you hurt?"

"It should not be like, is the thread stretched!"

Mysterious person: "The thread is cut to grab the fish! The pole No. 7 is a bit soft! Such a fast fish mouth is a little bit disadvantaged! You can only find a supplement from the line!"

The pole is really a bit soft! This kind of cannon pit with a per capita capacity of nearly two hundred kilograms should be at least No. 8 and No. 9 poles to be effective once the fish is irritable, but Yue Feng's hardest pole on hand is only No. 7, which is a bit slower. The mouth is fast and there is a slight delay.

No matter how good the waist strength of the pole is, the curvature of the deformation after the middle fish is still too large. Shortening the large line can properly compensate for this problem.

After the adjusted line group, the fish can be lifted out of the water for a short stalemate by lifting the rod, and the fish can be lifted out of the water in one round, which not only scares the nest, but also speeds up the fish. The movement from the beginning to the end is simple and neat. Addicted.

After the adjustment, the explosion of the fish continued for an hour, and the fish mouth gradually slowed down. However, the use of the system's hemp **** for fishing still let Yue Feng occupy a big opportunity, and other people have gradually stopped talking. , But Yue Feng still has fish.

High-strength fish grabbing Yue Feng's forehead sweated. At this time, he saw a chubby guy walking towards this side.

"Brother Feng, Dongge asked me to help you copy fish, he stopped talking!"

The person who came was no one else. It was the fat Wang Meng who was a fish boy with Wang Dong. Wang Meng's fishing skills are poor, and it is okay to play the three hundred and two hundred small field. The big field does not dare to play, so it is considered addictive to play with Wang Dong.

"Come here, change yours, for me for a while, I will rest!" Yue Feng saw him coming to help, and passed the pole directly.

Letting the other party help copy fish is not Yue Feng's style. After grabbing the fish for an hour, plus he hasn't stopped before, he should have landed properly. The chubby came over to find himself and simply let him enjoy fishing for a while.

"OK! Then you rest, I'll fish a few shots!" Xiaofan took Yue Feng's pole with a sound.

The pole got his hand, and the chubby couldn't help but looked down.

So light! It feels almost the same as 3.6 meters in the hand, but the hardness is very good. The handle is marked with 7h, and the chubby feels a little harder, which is almost the same as the 7.5h used by myself!

Looking up and down, the chubby asked: "The pole is so light! What brand!"

Yue Feng smiled and said: "No brand, sample pole! You can fish normally!"

"Sturdy? Don't cut you off!"

Yue Feng shook his head: "As long as you don't back the rod, you can't break it, you can do it normally! You can fish steadily. I will chat with the brothers in the live broadcast for a few days and see!"

"okay!"

Wang Meng responded, sitting on Yue Feng's fishing position and started fishing.

"Friends who come together? This size, the food at home is very good!"

"Listen, very good buddy! It’s better to ask clearly with someone else’s pole. Last time, my Dawa black steel stunned me by an acquaintance who rubbed my pole. It cost hundreds of dollars for the festival. , The guy didn’t even put a fart!"

"It feels that Brother Feng is very interesting to friends~www.ltnovel.com~ People come to help copy fish, and directly make the other party enjoyable! In my case, such a good fish situation, I don't want to let go!"

"Unwilling to let go, +1 to sing, it's Mai Ba, and it's also a stick tyrant at the edge of the pond. It's easy to let go!"

Seeing this group of guys commenting on themselves in the broadcast room, Yue Feng was still very happy.

Humans, although they have different temperaments for many times, the three views are still the majority, especially the live broadcast room like Yue Feng, because of the accumulation of a period of time, the estimation of selfishness and temperament has long been taken off.

After taking the pole of Yue Feng, Wang Meng caught it at a glance, but without comparison, there was no harm. After a while, Yue Feng had been relatively stable and began to go downhill.

The first is the frequency of throwing rods. Wang Meng's frequency is obviously half slower than that of Yue Feng. The landing point of hemp bait is not accurate enough, and the more concentrated nests will be scattered.

If only this is the point, the impact on the fish situation is not too great.

Even more speechless, it is still behind.