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Yue Feng shook his head: "I didn't figure it out, I think the performance of the bait should be similar, and the frequency can also keep up, but the inexplicable fish feeling is slow! Is it that you add a few extra flavored state baits to your bait? Worked?"

Liu Fengnian shook his head and said: "The problem is not the bait, but the basic skill of throwing the rod has a problem, the bait is scattered too much, which affects the rhythm of the fish!"

They all said one true word, and faked thousands of books. This was really the case. Old Liu said something in one sentence.

"Ah? The spread is big? Can't you! I thought it was the reason for the flavor!" Yue Feng frowned.

Since learning to throw rods at a junior level, Yue Feng really hasn't paid attention to the details of these rod throws. Anyway, wild fishing and black pit fishing were absolutely enough!

"Don't believe it? A simple way to test it!"

"How to test, try it!" Yue Feng is not unbelievable, but has no concept of this so-called spreading, just test to see the specific situation.

I saw that Liu Fengnian took out the smallest plastic bowl from the food box and placed it next to the fishing position about five or six meters away.

This thing is a small bowl in many styles in the fishing box food box, which is usually used less, that is, a little water can be used, and now it is placed far away, I don’t know what medicine is sold in the gourd.

"Did you see the bowl five or six meters away? Toss the rod and throw the bait into the bowl! You try toss it ten times, how many times can you hit?" Liu Fengnian pointed at the small bowl casually.

"Ah? Throw a rod? How small is this? How hard it is!" Yue Feng scratched his head. Wasn't that what the strongman did.

"Any fisherman who has basic skills in competitive fishing can easily throw bait into a bowl. I can do it too, do you believe it?"

"Ah, I feel mysterious!" Yue Feng scratched his head, and he didn't really believe it.

"Look!" Liu Fengnian picked up his pole, and then made a simple gesture. The double hook pulled the bait and threw it away.

With a clatter, the lead fell into the bowl and hit accurately!

I tried it several times in succession, only once deviated a bit, and the other several times fell into the bowl.

"Try?" Liu Fengnian gave Yue Feng a playful look.

"I try!" Yue Feng clenched his teeth and sat on Liu Fengnian's fishing box with a pole.

Seeing the lightness of others throwing rods, but really sitting on the fishing box, Yue Feng feels that he has no heart at all. This small plastic bowl has a caliber of ten centimeters, and the probability of throwing it in a distance of five or six meters is very small. .

I didn't know what to do. I tried a few shots. Sure enough, the landing position was too much. The only time I had good luck was to throw it into the bowl. It was more than ten shots later.

"Do you know your gap now? Do you still think you are good at throwing rods?"

Yue Feng scratched his head, his face dignified. Without comparison, there is no harm. This level is much worse than that of Brother Liu.

"Practice! There shouldn't be any problems with the bait. Before the sky approaches the pinch, I will help you screen the most suitable bait. The others can only look at yourself!"

Yue Feng nodded: "Well!"

There is still a high mountain, and the gap is usually not seen. When the real sword and the gun are done, the gap will be revealed.

This small test made Yue Feng realize his technical deficiencies. Yue Feng returned to the fishing position and began to throw a rod to train.

Seeing Yue Feng's earnest practice, the others didn't affect it. After getting hot, they took a Mazar to play in the shade for a while. After a while, other than Liu accompanied him, everyone else hid in the shade to play with their mobile phones.

This test touched Yue Feng quite a bit. After returning to the seat, he began to study the details of the throwing rod.

Everything is most afraid of pondering, and once you start pondering, some details that are not usually noticed will gradually appear.

For example, the strength of Yue Feng's throwing rod, the wind direction after throwing the rod out, these things that were vague and a bit of feeling before, after careful consideration, have become variables that affect the precise placement of the bait.

The so-called pole training, subject to the basic posture standards, is the subjective control of these variables.

After finding the key to the problem, the rest is to solve the problem. There is no shortcut to this point. Yue Feng can only throw the rod again and again and try to figure out the changes.

Unconsciously, Yue Feng’s attention was completely immersed, everything around him became blurred and there was a very low sense of presence. In Yue Feng’s eyes, only the rod in his hand, the thread on the rod, the drift on the line, and The floating plumb and strand bait.

The moment when the big line shot, what kind of force is it? How does the trajectory change after leaving the hand, and how can the lead and bait be finely adjusted by the wrist control before finally falling into the water? Focused on Yue Feng's heart, her mind pondered over the details over and over again.

"Hey, Xiaoyue, it's time to go, it's getting dark!" Yue Feng was still immersed in this state of concentration, and suddenly felt that his shoulder was taken by someone. When he recovered, he found that the sky was dark and shot himself. On his shoulder is his elder brother Liu Fengnian.

"Ah? It's dark so fast!" Yue Feng looked around and looked around. There was only the last afterglow of the sun, and the time on the phone was more than six o'clock.

Liu Fengnian pouted, and said angrily: "You guy, it's quite focused to practice tossing the rod, calling you to take no breaks after a few breaks! Pack and pack, come back tomorrow! Let's withdraw!"

"Good!" Yue Feng responded and began to pack up his equipment.

The current task progress is 4.3/36! Withdraw from concentration, training is interrupted! A slight system prompt sounded in Yue Feng's mind.

I practiced for more than four hours in the afternoon, and I didn't feel the passage of time.

"What about the others? Brother Liu, let's find a place to have a meal and go back!"

Liu Fengnian shook his head: "Come on another day, my girlfriend came back this weekend and went home to eat! Hadron's group of guys were too bored to practice, and left before four o'clock!"

"Oh! That's fine!" Yue Feng responded, and Brother Liu had something to do, and dinner could only be solved by himself.

Back at the store, Yue Feng simply stretched his supper to satiate his stomach and closed the door.

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There was a tightly packed fishing rod in front of him, and Yue Feng twitched the rod in a hurry.