Fishing Livestream
Chapter 378 - 378 367 Five Pieces Twenty

378: Chapter 367: Five Pieces, Twenty 378: Chapter 367: Five Pieces, Twenty “Since you’ve positioned your account as a ‘beauty fishing livestream,’ your future posts and works should align with this positioning!

Whether it’s posting anecdotes about fishing—good or bad conditions, cute or cool moments, showing off your catch—as long as you maintain a positive attitude, don’t break laws, and don’t affect your personal brand, you can confidently go ahead and post!”

Sing songs, dance, cute pets, and things unrelated to fishing should not be posted for now.

For building up your account in the initial stage, these contents are a wasted effort!”

Yue Feng briefly explained the direction and blind spots to Ma Tingting, and the girl quickly understood what account positioning meant.

“I got it, thank you, Feng!” Ma Tingting nodded and said.

“If you have any questions, just ask him; don’t be shy!” Zhao Zheng chimed in while driving.

In Linyi, the Hua Clan’s factory was within the suburban industrial park.

Zhao Zheng drove around and finally found a restaurant that seemed quite decent.

“Let’s go with this one, Spicy Stir-Fried Silly Chicken!

The name alone whets the appetite!

We’ll have it for lunch!”

“Okay!” Yue Feng agreed.

Being treated by Brother Zheng sure had its privileges.

He got a private room and ordered a table full of substantial dishes.

Soon enough, he called everyone into the room to start the meal.

“We don’t have much else to do this afternoon, how about we drink a little?

Tingting can drive us back; we won’t miss out on anything!” Zhao Zheng suggested.

“Alright, a little drink won’t hurt!

It’s hot, let’s get some beer!”

“Waiter, bring us two crates of Qingdao Beer from Factory No.2!!” Zhao Zheng called out, seeing that Yue Feng agreed.

The silly chicken dish arrived in no time, and so did the beer, as the three of them laughed and chatted away during the meal.

Since beer has a low alcohol content and there was a designated driver, Yue Feng gradually let loose without realizing it.

After a crate, he was slightly tipsy!

“I’m telling you, Feng!

You did great with Tingting’s issue today!

You made us brothers look good!” Zhao Zheng began to speak more closely after getting into the drinks, bringing up the matter of boosting followers for Tingting that morning.

Yue Feng smiled and pressed his lips together: “Alright, that’s enough about that.

Taking care of Tingting is better than anything!

If you have any questions about live streaming, just ask me!!”

Having heard Yue Feng mention her and Zhao Zheng, Tingting blushed slightly.

Yue Feng’s words were akin to breaking the tension, poking a hole through a thin layer of pretense.

When it came to chasing a girl, as long as the person involved didn’t express clear disdain or rejection, it meant there was hope.

Zhao Zheng knew this well, nodded, and went to settle the bill.

By the time they got back to Hua School, it was already past two in the afternoon.

Including the commute, lunch took an hour and a half.

After parking, Zhao Zheng and Tingting went to her dormitory together, while Yue Feng, with slightly buoyant steps, returned to his own room.

As Yue Feng sat down in his dorm room, he suddenly heard a knocking on the door.

When he opened it, there stood Mu Jie, who was a bit short.

“Class monitor, got any plans for the afternoon?

Wanna play Three-Card Poker?

Qin Hu sent me to ask you!!”

Upon hearing this, Yue Feng reflexively shook his head.

As for gambling, regardless of the stakes or whether it was mahjong or cards, Yue Feng didn’t participate.

The only thing he could accept was betting on fishing outcomes; he stayed away from everything else.

“I don’t play that kind of thing.

I drank a bit too much at noon; my head’s still fuzzy, so you guys go ahead!”

“Oh, is that so, alright then!” Mu Jie nodded, turned, closed the door, and left.

Once Mu Jie returned to his own room, he said to Qin Hu, “Yue Feng is such a hypocrite, just say you’re not playing.

Tells me he drank too much at noon, won’t play!

It’s clear he doesn’t take us seriously!

And here you are, Hu, treating him like he matters!”

Qin Hu held a cigarette in his mouth, and in front of him on the small card table, there were several unopened new decks of playing cards.

“If he doesn’t want to come, then forget about him, ask someone else!

Let’s just play our own game!”

“Alright, I’ll go ask others!” Mu Jie responded, turned around, and started to round up people from other dorms.

After inviting a whole bunch of people, he really did get four or five to come over.

They surrounded the small table and began to play Three-card brag with the stakes of five and twenty.

Yue Feng had a bit to drink, didn’t have much to do in the afternoon, so he slept in the dorm; before he knew it, over two hours had passed.

By a little after four in the afternoon, Zhao Zheng returned to his own dorm from Ma Tingting’s single room.

Hearing the noise, Yue Feng opened his eyes.

“What time is it?”

“After four in the afternoon, did you drink too much?” Zhao Zheng asked.

“Got a bit dizzy and took a nap!

Have you been in Tingting’s room the whole time?

Mu Jie came by to call us for cards, you didn’t go?” Yue Feng inquired.

“Cards?”

“Yeah, seems like it’s Three-card brag!”

“That’s my forte!

Let me check it out!” Hearing about cards, Zhao Zheng’s eyes lit up, he got up from his seat and quickly headed over to Qin Hu’s dorm.

Now Qin Hu’s dorm had already gone through several intense rounds.

Although the five-and-twenty stakes were small, over a couple of hours, wins and losses reached up to a couple of thousand.

Those with not enough cash in their pockets gave up their seats, but four people were still battling at the table.

It was a fiercely competitive stage.

At this point, Zhao Zheng pushed the door open and walked in.

“You guys are all playing, huh?

Just found out from Feng that you’re here playing cards.

What’s the stake, mind if I join?” Zhao Zheng confidently asked.

“Five and twenty!

What, you like playing cards too?

Xiao Jie, get him a stool!” Qin Hu, who was winning and had a cigarette clamped in his mouth, hurriedly made arrangements.

“Not bad!

In the alleys of Dongyang City, they call me the Gambling God!” Zhao Zheng pulled out a cigarette and, with a laugh, offered them around to everyone.

Both Chen Chen and Zhao Zhe were at the table, but when Zhao Zheng handed out cigarettes, he didn’t avoid them.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

“Haha, fittingly, I’m also known in the streets as Little Gao Jin.

Brother, let’s clash!” Qin Hu said with a grin and chuckle.

It didn’t take long for Zhao Zheng to join the fray.

When it came to Three-card brag, there were quite a few rules to talk through, but none of these were issues for Master Zhao.

With a strong ‘ammo’ supply in his pocket, he could breeze through the five-and-twenty stakes.

Even if he tore the skies apart, as long as he kept cool-headed, the losses or gains weren’t going to be a lot of money.

Initially, the phases went more or less as Zhao Zheng had mentally prepared for; the stakes were low, everyone was more restrained, there were wins and losses with almost no damage.

However, after playing a few rounds, Mu Jie joined the fray, and the situation on the card table started getting complex.

Several hands in a row, Qin Hu dealt the cards, and Mu Jie, without even looking at his cards, bet blindly, keeping a poker face.

At first, Zhao Zheng, relying on his good fortune, followed along a few times, but ended up falling just a little short each time.

In a short span, the few hundred bucks of spare change in front of him were gone.

Three-card brag had this annoying rule: as long as there are more than two people left in the game, they could keep betting blindly until someone drops out!

Mu Jie, that guy, never looked at his cards, each round only cost him five bucks, whereas Zhao Zheng, after seeing his cards, had to add twenty to follow.

As long as he didn’t let go, a round could drag a lot of bets in.