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Chapter 415 - 415 404 Affection

415: Chapter 404 Affection 415: Chapter 404 Affection “What I’m trying to express is, at the end of the day, it’s all about mindset!”

“All of you seated here are anglers with a certain level of foundation, different from those students who are still struggling with the basics.

This is the very reason I decided to give you special attention!”

“In any fishing event, mindset is an extremely important aspect!

It determines your strategy when faced with the behavior of the fish, the intensity of your execution, and the control over the big picture!

From this perspective, Yue Feng’s performance is stronger than that of young Han Luofeng!”

“But that doesn’t justify letting students fish in a pit without fish deliberately!

This is a bet involving fishing, no less!

Plus, you didn’t mention the real situation about the fish beforehand, and even misled them both!” Zhao Zheng, with his stubborn nature, couldn’t help but speak out.

Yang Wenjian’s lips curled up slightly: “A truly top-notch angler wouldn’t be misled by anyone in an hour of fishing!

Because the behavior of the fish doesn’t lie!

Am I right, Yue Feng?”

Yue Feng had already sensed something was wrong with the fish behavior after using his skill for selecting fishing spots.

In this fishing competition, in fact, he was much more relaxed than Han Luofeng.

His relaxed demeanor and movements couldn’t escape the cunning eyes of Instructor Yang.

Now that the instructor was asking, Yue Feng could only answer truthfully.

“Right!

After casting a dozen or so times, I realized something was off!

The float didn’t move at all!

Not even the slightest nibble from tiny fish!

I used the process of elimination to try out every possible scenario and finally diagnosed it – there surely weren’t many fish in the pit!

Speaking of it, catching that carp at the end was an unexpected joy; I thought I’d end up with Air Force by the end!”

“You, my boy, are the most perceptive student I have ever taught in my fishing career!” Yang Wenjian did not skimp on his praise, even in front of everyone.

Yue Feng shook his head with a smile: “Instructor, you flatter me!”

The back-and-forth between the two served as a lesson for the other students, and with Yue Feng, the person involved, stating his stance, Zhao Zheng lost his temper too.

…

Two flowers bloom, each on its own branch; Han Luofeng, irate and embarrassed, drove wildly through two intersections, his boiling fury finally cooling down a notch.

What was going on with him?

To storm off because of an informal fishing competition?

Or was it the question about weighing the fish that pricked his nerves?

No, that wasn’t it!

As Han Luofeng gradually calmed down, he felt a strangeness within himself as if something was amiss!

Being under thirty and outshining other competitive anglers to become the captain of the Hua Clan`s team, Han Luofeng’s talent was beyond question.

He rarely lost control of his emotions and was usually as cold as ice.

After driving through two more streets, Han Luofeng turned around and headed straight for the club.

As the little apprentice most beloved by Grandmaster Hua, Han Luofeng was undoubtedly lucky.

Others might gamble on ethereal chances, investing disproportionate time, energy, and money, but Han Luofeng was chosen by the grandmaster during a training camp, propelling him rapidly forward.

Han Luofeng knew that today was the weekend, and if there was nothing else happening, the grandmaster would go to the Practice Pole Pond in the backyard of the club for practice, a place where outsiders were not allowed, in search of quietude.

Upon returning to the club, sure enough, the grandmaster was squatting by the pond focused on fishing.

Nearing sixty, the grandmaster’s back was still as straight as a rod.

“Master, are you practicing your pole?” Han Luofeng greeted from a distance.

The grandmaster didn’t look up, glancing with the corner of his eye while his right hand deliberately pressed the pole to lower the fishing line into the water.

“What’s the matter?

You seem restless!” Just by glancing once, the grandmaster judged from Han Luofeng’s demeanor, gestures, and tone of speech that his apprentice was not in the right state of mind.

Before others, Han Luofeng was as proud as a lion, but in front of the grandmaster, he turned into a well-behaved child, and honestly said, “I was at the factory’s Practice Pole Pond, competing in a mixed-breed fish-off with a student from the 30th session named Yue Feng!”

“Lost?” The old man asked again.

“Yeah, lost!”

“What happened?

Tell me about it!”

Han Luofeng recounted everything from start to finish, including how Xiao Hai and the others had consecutively lost three matches by fishing carps, how he couldn’t stand it and went to fight for them, how they tied in the target fishing competition, lost in the mixed rearing, and how he finally stormed off, to his master.

“You’re not concerned about how the fish was lost, but why you lost control of your emotions, right?” The old man hit the nail on the head, pinpointing the core of the problem.

“Yeah, right!

At the time, I just felt a surge of hot blood rushing up, and all my reason disappeared!

You’ve always taught me that to become a top-class angler, the most important thing is mindset, controlling one’s emotions!

But this time, I lost control!”

After listening to his apprentice’s words, the old man put down his fishing rod, looked up at Han Luofeng, and asked, “Do you have feelings for that girl from the Ma Family?”

“I don’t, I really don’t, don’t talk nonsense!”

Asked about this, Han Luofeng instantly panicked.

He wasn’t married, true, but he was also a 28-year-old adult, whereas Ma Tingting had just graduated from college at 23, a full five years younger than Han Luofeng.

In terms of seniority, Han Luofeng was the old man’s apprentice, making him a fellow apprentice with old Ma, and therefore, Ma Tingting should address him as ‘little uncle-master’.

Ma Tingting had always been a somewhat special presence among the disciples of the Hua Clan, receiving extra care and affection from everyone, whether it was from the old man, the older generation like Old Ma, or even from those of a younger generation.

Even Han Luofeng didn’t know when he had begun to harbor feelings for his ‘little apprentice niece’.

With the old man bringing it up, Han Luofeng became flustered.

“Heh heh!” The old man glanced at his apprentice and remained silent!

“Master…” Han Luofeng didn’t know what to say any longer.

“Our Hua Clan does value the rules of seniority, that’s true, but we’re not so inflexible that we can’t adapt.

You young people’s affairs should still be pursued through your own efforts!

However, your mindset does indeed need to be polished!

Go prepare a box of 0.08# fishing lines, head to the Practice Pole Pond, and practice there.

When you have caught a hundred carps, each over a pound, come find me again!”

“Yes!” Han Luofeng obediently replied and turned around to make preparations.

After the apprentice left, the old man of the Hua Clan stared at the float in the water for a long time without blinking, muttering to himself, “I didn’t expect there would be someone capable of making Luofeng fold among the 30th batch of students!

Yue Feng…”

The old man repeated Yue Feng’s name several times, still mumbling to himself when the float dipped slightly.

With a light flick of his wrist, he lifted the rod and speared the fish, resulting in a beautiful double-tail catch!

…

After the drama between Yue Feng and Han Luofeng over the fishing competition, the students of the 30th batch settled down quite a bit.

Xiao Hai, Duan Peng, and others helped clean up the fishing gear and quietly left, leaving the students to continue their training as instructed by the coach.

When evening classes ended, Yang Wenjian couldn’t wait to call the old man of the Hua Clan.

“Wenjian, what is it?” The old man’s voice was calm and steady over the phone.

“Master, I’d like to recommend a good fishing talent to you!” Yang Wenjian got straight to the point.

“Yue Feng?” The old man felt a stirring in his heart and asked.