Fishing Livestream
Chapter 461 - 461 450 Second Half

461: Chapter 450: Second Half 461: Chapter 450: Second Half Seeing Yue Feng’s serious expression, Zhou Ziqing didn’t dawdle and, after greeting Xiao Chuan, the three of them left the competition area and casually strolled over to the parking spot.

Everywhere else was crowded, but this spot was still somewhat quiet.

Zhou Ziqing asked, “What’s up, Xiao Yue?”

Before Yue Feng could speak, Xiao Chuan rushed to say, “During the competition just now, Da Fei had a spat with Big Brother Feng and got scolded by him!

Just wait, after the match is over, see if I don’t find a couple of guys to take care of him!”

Yue Feng pulled Xiao Chuan back and shook his head, “What I want to talk about isn’t this kind of trivial matter, but about the fish behavior!”

“I feel that the main issue with today’s fish is their short acclimatization time.

They haven’t adapted to the reservoir’s environment nor the water quality.

They are biting, but tentatively, and their desire to feed isn’t strong!”

“During the morning competition, the second bait mix I handed you was prepared with this idea in mind.

I only added a tiny bit of ‘Big Fish Must Kill’ to it!”

“But looking at how the bait performed, it seems to have had a certain effect, so in the afternoon, I want to continue working in this direction.

What do you think, Brother Zhou?”

Zhou Ziqing listened patiently to Yue Feng and then nodded, “I agree with your judgment.

We initially thought all minor movements in the line were small fish causing a ruckus.

“I also suspect that it might be Big Qing searching for bait, but because the swallowing force is weak, the line is too thick, and the hooks are too big, it can’t swallow it!”

“The particle bait has a good effect in attracting fish.

We can continue using some in the afternoon.

“However, I think we should be a bit more bold.

If we feel the fish are becoming more responsive, we could strengthen the flavor profile a bit.

Wild fish aren’t that finicky!

“Let’s take a small gamble, if we’re on the right track, then we’ll have today’s competition in the bag!”

“Alright!

Then we’ll follow this plan for the afternoon!” Yue Feng nodded.

After discussing the serious matter, Zhou Ziqing continued, “What’s Da Fei done again?

How’d the quarrel start?”

Yue Feng chuckled, “There wasn’t a quarrel; I didn’t even turn off the live stream’s microphone, so it hardly counts as an argument!

“It’s not a big deal.

Sparrow God saw us catching fish on a fine line, and after switching to a fine line himself, he lost two hook sets in a row.

I just chatted with the viewers in the live room about ‘the technique of lifting the rod and stabbing the fish’.

“Da Fei got irritated and started being passive-aggressive with me, so I scolded him!”

“That guy is a true villain; make sure to watch out in case he plays dirty!

In the afternoon he’ll be competing, and if there’s an opportunity, settling the score with him will do!”

“Sure, no problem!”

“Let’s go, let’s go, time to eat.

After lunch, we’ll have a short rest to make sure we’re fully prepared to take on the afternoon competition!”

The lunch was generously provided by the organizers; every contestant along with their companions received a takeout with two meat dishes and one vegetarian dish.

After lunch, there was also the option to rest under the shade provided by a constructed awning, and taking a nap was perfectly acceptable.

The organizers had even prepared inflatable moisture-proof mats in advance.

The high-tech fishing line Yue Feng found in the Fishing Box that morning reminded him that if the fish conditions remained pessimistic in the afternoon, the preparation of the line group was another unique advantage for them.

Considering this, Yue Feng searched through the System Mall again and, fortunately, after refreshing the list, he found a 1.2# line of the same type and new black technology fish hooks, which made the afternoon competition even more secure.

At 1:20 p.m., Zhou Ziqing and Yue Feng’s phone alarms went off simultaneously.

The three resting under the tree got up, had some water, and continued with the afternoon battle.

As he entered the venue, Yue Feng once again came face-to-face with Da Fei and his group, but this time Yue Feng didn’t avoid them at all; he walked past without any courtesies, not even a greeting, treating them as if they were thin air.

Seeing Yue Feng’s attitude, a flicker of malice shot through Da Fei’s eyes, and he watched Yue Feng’s retreating figure for a long time.

At 1:25 PM, all the competing anglers entered the stage, and after Yue Feng started the drone live broadcast, he took his seat at the angler’s position.

“Wow, front row!

Finally started the broadcast!”

“Brother Feng’s got to compete himself this afternoon, catch more fish, wishing you a victory in advance!”

“Come on, Brother Feng!

Your bros will always support you!”

Yue Feng glanced at the public channel and said, “Hello, everyone in the live room, we continue the broadcast this afternoon!

But I have to compete, so the time I can look at the public channel is going to be very limited.

Don’t mess up the rhythm!

When we return triumphantly with the results, I’ll arrange some benefits for the brothers in the live room!”

After the greeting, Yue Feng put his phone aside, the drone entered intelligent control mode, and no further human intervention was needed.

Soon, a staff member with a pair of special scissors began to check each fishing spot in turn.

After confirming there were no issues, they cut the sealed ties from the morning, and the competition continued.

“Attention to all athletes on the field!

There is only one last minute before the second half of the competition officially starts!

After you hear the whistle, the competition will officially begin!”

One minute later, the whistle sounded, and Yue Feng picked up his fishing rod and cast it out cleanly and efficiently.

During the morning live broadcast, many viewers had marveled at Zhou Ziqing’s rod-casting technique, praising how he could cast with a 7.2-meter fishing rod paired with a mixed float without even standing up!

Now it was Yue Feng’s turn, and his fundamental rod-casting skill was even more solid.

With the skill bonus, Yue Feng’s casting was almost whimsical, his first cast precisely targeting the center of the hot spot from the end of the morning’s competition.

If there were seasoned veterans deeply versed in the study of casting movements, they would be able to tell that Yue Feng’s power application in casting was more logical and more effective.

The anticipated frenzy of consecutive catches and clearing the pond did not occur; from the moment the line hit the water to the moment it reached the bottom, there was no activity.

Damn!

All those baiting spots for nothing?

It looks like it was useless!

Yue Feng couldn’t help but talk to himself in frustration.

Yue Feng wasn’t the only one with such dejection.

After the anglers in the afternoon session had tried a bit of test-fishing, they generally had the same idea.

In the midst of the noontime heat, both the air and water temperatures were rather high, not only were Big Qings not biting, but even the crucian carp from the morning’s fishing had vanished.

The entire reservoir competition area was in a slump after the afternoon fishing began, with no one landing a fish.

Seeing this state of affairs, Yue Feng simply stopped fussing around.

He turned, picked up the particles he had pre-baited, and began to toss them out spoonful after spoonful with the Spendthrift Spoon.

As of now, at the competition site, only two teams had caught two Big Qings, with Zhou Ziqing and Yue Feng being one of them.

However, Yue Feng’s team had an additional advantage.

Zhou Ziqing had also managed to catch more than ten big crucian carp in the morning, and if one considered the total weight of the fish, Yue Feng’s team had a slightly greater chance of winning.

Seeing Yue Feng use the Spendthrift Spoon again, Da Fei, not wanting to fall behind, also began to replenish his baited spot.

Half an hour before the start of fishing, with not a single bite in the baited spot, Yue Feng’s eyes began to glaze over from staring at the float, so he simply set the rod aside and started to fish more patiently, slowing down the rhythm.

The only constant was perhaps the occasional replenishment of bait with the spoon every few minutes.

In the live room, the viewers were almost falling asleep.