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Chapter 383 - 383 372 Only Practice Makes Perfect

383: Chapter 372: Only Practice Makes Perfect 383: Chapter 372: Only Practice Makes Perfect When it came to tying hooks, Old Yang had never admitted defeat to anyone.

With his obsessive-compulsive disorder, the hooks he tied were always perfectly aligned and orderly.

Any slight imperfection required him to cut it off and start over!

Even in the formidable land of the Hua Clan, Old Yang’s work in tying hooks and attaching lines excelled beyond compare, but now his pride had been defeated by Yue Feng!

Why do I say that?

Because in Yue Feng’s line box, regardless of fishing line thickness or hook size, the lengths of the tied lines were completely consistent, hanging together perfectly straight without any bulges or disorder!

Some might ask, couldn’t Old Yang do that too?

Old Yang could certainly achieve that with the same line and hook sizes, arranging them neatly.

However, Yue Feng, from the smallest #2 Sleeve Hook to a #5 Sleeve Hook, despite varying hook sizes and line thicknesses, once tied and hung up, positioned the hooks uniformly!

This was a rare accomplishment.

Keep in mind, different sizes of hooks mean different lengths, and different diameters of hook handles mean that even with the same number of winding coils, the amount of line used varies, making it difficult to achieve uniformity in different models, yet Yue Feng managed to do it, from small to large hooks, all neatly aligned.

“Did you tie these yourself?

How did you manage it?” The more one knew about the intricacies of hook tying, the harder it seemed, leaving Yang Wenjian completely incredulous.

Yue Feng explained, “Just like I tied them just now!”

“Without an Underline ruler, without a Hook Spacing Tool, without a Knotter?” Yang Wenjian continued to ask.

“Ah!

No need!

Just use a random carbon rod foot or a toothpick!

Whatever’s available, I’m not particular, it doesn’t matter!”

“Are you joking with me?

Now, if you can tie ten sets of different models of hooks and achieve the effect in the hook box, for this basic course on hook tying, I’ll give you full marks!”

As Yang Wenjian spoke, his voice grew louder, attracting the attention of many trainees who were practicing and they all turned to look towards Yue Feng.

“Okay!

My box is full, find me an empty box, and I’ll show you!” Yue Feng confidently accepted the challenge.

This wasn’t just showing off for the sake of it; the instructor forced it!

It wasn’t as if the Master Level Hook Binding was just for show—this time, the effect of showing off would definitely score full marks.

Soon, Yang Wenjian fetched an empty line box from the lecture podium and stood to the side, eager to see how Yue Feng would manage it.

Yue Feng was not nervous at all; he casually took out #3, #4, and #5 Sleeve Hooks, then opened three different line sizes of 0.4, 0.5, and 0.6, and started tying them in front of Yang Wenjian.

Without using a ruler, he just eyed the line, snipped off a section of fishing line with a chatter, and rapidly tied the double hooks.

When it came time to set the hook spacing and make the final knot, he simply used his eyes, gauging and deciding with a mere gesture.

For three models of hooks, corresponding to three different line diameters, Yue Feng tied three sets each model, and within just five or six minutes, nine lines had been tied.

“Done, let’s hang them up and see!” Yue Feng called out, beginning to hang each hook on the line box.

And truly, despite the different line diameters and hook numbers, once hung, the position of the deepest bottom hook was incredibly uniform, as if measured with precision instruments.

Yang Wenjian was convinced!

Previously, when he learned fishing, his master had warned him that there were always people better than you, and today he really saw the truth of it!

The young man in front of him, who looked just over twenty, actually had a killer skill in hook binding!!

“Awesome!!” Yang Wenjian gave Yue Feng a thumbs-up, feeling a slight sense of defeat enveloping his heart.

Yue Feng grinned and said, “Nothing special, just practice makes perfect!”

That line came from an old story, and now, coming from Yue Feng’s mouth, its show-off effect was absolutely spot-on.

Yang Wenjian nodded, still not figuring out how Yue Feng had managed it.

After walking a few steps forward, Yang Wenjian turned back and asked unwillingly, “Can you tell me how you did it?”

Yang’s achievements today were closely related to his love for getting to the bottom of things.

The few steps he walked away were due to saving face, but he regretted it soon after.

If he couldn’t get a clear answer, he probably wouldn’t sleep well when he returned home tonight.

Yue Feng didn’t hide anything, casually threading another line!

He didn’t bind the hook, then he threaded another.

After threading six lines consecutively, Yue Feng pinched one end and let the other end show.

It was evident that there were slight differences in length when threading lines of different sizes, but the lengths of lines with the same diameter were consistent.

“You don’t need a ruler to thread, it’s a feeling you get from doing it a lot, like a result of muscle memory combined with visual judgement!

The only way is to practice, there’s nothing else to say!

As for different types of fishing lines and hooks, making them even is actually a bit of a trick, nothing too mysterious, it’s just a little manipulation when making the hook spacing!

Judging the length of the main line between double hooks by eye, making it as long as other types, then hanging the bottom hook makes them even.

As for the top hook, since hooks are different sizes, the hook spacing will definitely vary.

These differences are already considered when threading, as long as the double hooks are of the same length, they’ll hang evenly!”

A true transmission in one word, a false one in ten thousand books; it’s a simple truth.

When Yue Feng explained it, Yang almost instantly understood.

What he lacked was just control over the perceived length of the line!

If he could spot the subtle differences in hook spacing among different types of fishing lines during threading and then set the length of the main line properly, he could also achieve evenly spaced bottom hooks during binding!

“Alright!

I’ve learned something!!

For hook binding and tying lines, I give you full marks!!” Yang Wenjian said, thoroughly convinced.

“Hehehe, thanks, Instructor!” Yue Feng grinned and thanked him, his demeanor involuntarily became slightly more humble, ensuring a minimum level of modesty.

Throughout the session, the instructor and Yue Feng spoke openly.

Hearing how Yue Feng had impressed the instructor, the surrounding students couldn’t help but admire him even more, thinking the team leader was amazing to have convinced even the instructor!

They were eager to learn a trick or two from him when they had the chance.

After an hour, the class ended, and a crowd immediately surrounded Yue Feng.

Yue Feng was about to call Zhao Zheng to go for a break when he found himself stuck in the middle of the crowd, unable to move.

“Team leader, how did you do that just now!”

“Team leader, your leader lines were really solid, can you teach us how you did it?”

“Team leader, do you really not use an underline ruler?

How did you train this skill?”

The crowd looked at Yue Feng with eyes full of curiosity, making Yue Feng a bit embarrassed to even go out for a pee.

“I actually run a fishing store in real life, I’ve tied a lot of hooks, so naturally, I’ve gotten proficient!

You guys don’t need to blindly pursue threading by hand, using an underline ruler to thread neatly is quite good!

As for how to bind the leader lines neatly, let me go pee first, and then I’ll chat with you all!

Move aside, I really need to go!”