Fishing Livestream
Chapter 423 - 423 412 Attitude Problem

423: Chapter 412: Attitude Problem 423: Chapter 412: Attitude Problem Compared to the neighboring spot, Yue Feng’s fishing area had completely exploded with activity, swarming with so many fish that it looked like boiling water, a truly shocking sight.

As soon as the double-hook bait hit the water, the float flipped, followed by a series of exaggerated bites, resulting in a frenzied scene unlike any other.

“See that, did you see that?

I told you Feng was going to shut the competition up.

Who bet against me just now?

Hurry up and pay up!

He shut it down!”

The daydreaming shark sent out a Cloud Piercing Arrow!

The daydreaming shark sent out a Dream Castle!

The daydreaming shark sent out Beer x1314!

“Holy moly, this guy is a big shot, setting up such a huge wave of gifts for Feng.

Impressive!”

“Sharks like fishing too?

Then follow Feng’s work and livestream, I highly recommend it, you won’t regret it!”

Seeing that a high-roller had entered the livestream and started gifting large amounts, the viewers spontaneously helped maintain order.

On the other side of the phone, a pretty young girl in her twenties stared at the public chat in the live room, her lovely brows furrowed for a long while without relaxing, like she was racking her brains over the last big question on a math exam while studying.

The daydreaming shark is actually named Han Ruoxi, and she’s the younger sister of Han Luofeng.

She knew her brother was a Professional Competitive Angler, which sparked a bit of curiosity about the fishing circle.

She happened upon Yue Feng’s livestream while browsing nearby videos on a city’s discovery page today.

Ruoxi had also followed her brother to the club during the summer vacation to learn about fishing, but her understanding of the sport was quite superficial.

Most of the time, the streamer in the live room was just a silhouette, and what interested Ruoxi was her own brother and Brother Ding Wei beside the host.

The first half went well, with no discernible difference between the two competitors.

However, not even an hour into the match, Brother Ding Wei really got shut out.

The little girl felt like she had discovered a new continent; she still hadn’t grasped the concept of fishing and was even more confused now.

Why did it look so good in the beginning, and then not so much later?

Even more perplexing was how many viewers in the public chat could predict this outcome accurately in advance.

No way, when her brother returned after the match, she had to ask him no matter what.

The competition on the field continued, although the fish activity had gradually slowed down at most spots.

Of course, this slowdown did not include Yue Feng.

This edge position provided a significant advantage compared to regular fishing spots.

Being close to the edge itself made it easier for fish schools to stay and gather, and when the fish scattered due to aggressive handling, they also tended to move farther away from the source of the noise.

As a result of these combined influences, the edge position held a particular advantage, especially in the latter half of the match as the fish activity slowed.

At this moment, Yue Feng had the advantage of timing, location, and unity.

It was hard for him not to catch fish, with the fishing area so densely packed.

The floats flipped the moment they hit the water, and any hesitation in taking the bite resulted in a double hook, impressively fast.

Apart from Yue Feng, who consistently had a stable and fast rate of catching fish, most of the regular students also had a good day fishing.

The bait prepared collectively by the class leader worked superbly, with clean and swift bites.

The fish were biting somewhat slowly, so by adding a few rods of Loose Powder, Yue Feng could lure the fish over.

Even if he accidentally fished the bait spot empty, as long as he was diligent in replenishing the bait, the fish situation at the bait spot wasn’t too difficult.

By contrast, the team members under Han Luofeng seemed to be having some difficulties with their catch today.

From their attitude before the competition, these guys had underestimated the batch of thirty students, and the bait they used was crafted just following the usual norms.

While the bait had a broad spectrum, it clearly lacked specificity and was a notch below Yue Feng’s in terms of luring effectiveness.

Many people say that wild fish aren’t picky eaters.

This statement isn’t wrong per se, but is relative—given the choice of braised pork, they would not settle for plain steamed buns.

Better bait nearby means underwater fish would prefer flavors they like more.

This logic applied to this friendly match meant that the team anglers needed to use larger quantities of bait and at a faster rate to secure some of the fish.

However, the ordinary students using Yue Feng’s bait, even if their technique was slightly lacking, could ensure a continual catch as long as they remembered the team leader’s advice on replenishing the bait spot before fishing.

The competition was now about an hour and a half in, and the fish activity had slowed down at most anglers’ spots, leaving only those at the four corners and middle rows near the oxygen machines—who enjoyed a geographical advantage—still catching fish occasionally.

Presently, the two fastest at catching fish were number 20 on the East side at the North Shore, Han Luofeng, and number 21 on the East side at the South Shore, Yue Feng.

The captain and the team leader, these two could still maintain a steady catch in the latter half.

The old man and Instructor Yang had been wandering around the competition field, not knowing how many rounds they had taken.

The older he watched, the worse the old man’s expression became, and even Yang Wenjian started to feel nervous.

“These kids at the club have attitude problems, their tails are up in the clouds.

Look at them on the field now, bona fide Professional Competitive Anglers, but once on the field, they mix with the social anglers and can’t get any advantage!

With such performance, how can we expect to achieve anything in contests outside?” Instructor Hua stopped in his tracks, pondered for a while, and then spoke to Yang Wenjian.

Yang Wenjian nodded, “Indeed, they are a bit complacent with their attitude!

I noticed just now, apart from Luofeng, the other team members were all using Ragworm, and they hadn’t prepared the Lure needed for quickly snagging fish in advance!

I’ll bring this to the boss’s attention later, tell him to tighten up on the kids!”

“Luofeng is also in a tight spot!

The pitfalls of inaccurate casting we discussed earlier are becoming apparent now!

I reckon that in the final twenty minutes of the competition, he might struggle to keep up his pace till the end!”

The subsequent competition proved the old man right.

With just seventeen minutes left to the two-hour mark, Han Luofeng’s fishing slowed, and the intermittent lack of bites began to mess up his fishing!

Sensing the fish population at his bait spot weakening, Han Luofeng frowned and started thinking fast.

But fishing skill and adaptability have their limits in influencing the fishing situation, and Han Luofeng had performed up to his standard throughout the event.

In the closing moments, there weren’t as many fish around his bait spot to fish.

Three consecutive rods resulted in sparse bites.

With gritted teeth, Han Luofeng switched from a 3.9-meter fishing rod to a 4.5-meter one, gave up the bait spot he had been fishing at the whole time, and started fishing farther away for scattered fish.

He knew very well that under the current circumstances, he could only take it one fish at a time.

A dramatic turnaround to link up a steady catch again was impossible.

“Haha, guys, look!

Han Luofeng across from Brother Feng has pretty much stopped getting bites too!”