Fishing Livestream
Chapter 501 - 501 488 Undercurrents Rising

501: Chapter 488: Undercurrents Rising 501: Chapter 488: Undercurrents Rising Leading the way was Leng Xiaojun, 38, captain of Tianyuan Team, with a long face and a crew cut, a super calm technician, a deceivingly friendly face but a schemer at heart, both skilled and cunning.

As soon as Leng Xiaojun stepped out of the car, he gave a knowing look to a youthful and handsome companion covered in acne behind him.

This fairly short guy, standing around 172 cm and solidly built, was named Ming Xiaodong, and was known on the Tianyuan Team as the “loose lips”, as his mouth was often the source of most minor and major conflicts during competitions.

Following the captain’s hint, Ming Xiaodong carelessly walked up to the Hua Clan’s co-driver’s window and knocked.

Inside the car were a bunch of heavy smokers, with the windows rolled down.

Seeing Ming Xiaodong knocking, the co-driver, Han Luofeng, squinted at him.

“Froggy Dong, what do you want?” came a somewhat insulting tone from Han Luofeng, with absolutely no courtesy spared.

“Hey!

How could you talk like that?

Who are you calling Froggy Dong!

Is that how your elders taught you to speak?” Ming Xiaodong was irritated by the nickname “Froggy Dong,” and forgot the provocative script he had prepared in his head.

Han Luofeng, without giving any face, coldly said, “That’s how I’m talking, what are you going to do about it?

Got itchy hands tapping on your uncle’s car window for what?”

Ming Xiaodong pointed at Han Luofeng’s nose, “Fine, you Hua Clan are awesome!

Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to here, also here to check out the venue, right?

I won’t waste words with you.

Let’s meet on the field the day after tomorrow, and see if I don’t deal with you!”

Han Luofeng was still icy cold, and snapped two words: “Idiot!”

After that, the car window rose, the Iveco ignited and soon left the parking lot.

Watching the Iveco turn disappear around the corner, Ming Xiaodong felt a lump in his chest, unable to vent, he eventually cursed, “Damn!”

Leng Xiaojun glanced at Ming Xiaodong and said, “Alright, Xiao Dong, let it go if they don’t respond, they didn’t lose their cool, why is your face all red now!”

“That guy Han Luofeng always has that deadpan face, trying to act all superior!

Wait till we meet in the competition, I’ll show him!” Ming Xiaodong muttered.

Meanwhile, another teammate with a hook nose crushed a cigarette stub under his shoe and tucked it into his pocket, saying, “Let’s go check out the venue, why waste time arguing all day, have you called Mr.

Deng yet?”

This guy, Hu Changsheng, 36, vice-captain of the Tianyuan Team, with 18 years of professional angling experience, usually a man of few words but known for his stern style and high authority in the team due to his seniority.

“I’ve already called.

He’s on his way down and heading over here.”

After a while, the staff member who had just assisted the Hua Clan’s team rushed over again and took the Tianyuan crew on another tour.

…

The next morning, Yue Feng woke up punctually at 5:30, got dressed in sportswear after washing up, and went downstairs for his morning exercises.

Recently, he had developed a habit of getting up early for exercise, jogging for half an hour, and then taking a refreshing shower.

After a round downstairs, Zhao Zheng, that lazy pig, was still not up.

Yue Feng bought three breakfasts, woke up Wa Wa and Zhao Zheng, and called them to have breakfast!

“Ah, it would be nice to sleep a bit more if there’s nothing this morning!” Zhao Zheng said, rubbing his eyes.

“Exactly, it’s only half-past six, hurry up and eat, and then go back to bed for more sleep!” Wa Wa yawned loudly.

“Alright, alright!

Hurry up and eat, then you can go back to sleep!” Indeed, with nothing scheduled, Yue Feng was completely defeated by these two lazy bones.

After breakfast, the two went back to their rooms to sleep, and Yue Feng also returned to his room, aimlessly fiddling with his phone.

Barely reaching noon, the two lazy bums finally woke up fully rested, Yue Feng ordered takeout, and after finishing their meal in the room around one o’clock, the three headed again to the Guangwei Fishing Base.

According to the competition rules published by the organizing committee, registration and gathering started this afternoon, followed by an opening ceremony, and then labels were put on the rods ahead of schedule after the ceremony ended.

In the evening, Guangwei Company had also prepared a lavish dinner to entertain all the participating teams.

At 1:30 p.m., Yue Feng and his two companions rushed to the registration area, which had undergone considerable changes from yesterday.

At the entrance of the parking lot outside the Fishing Base, two more staff members were added, and everyone needed to register and sign in, after which they would receive a pre-made competition entry pass.

Yue Feng signed in with his two companions and received their badge holders, then turned around and brought the doll to the office for competition live streaming applications.

The event organizers were quite down-to-earth, allowing third-party live streaming during the competition, but all live streaming assistants and accounts needed to apply and be registered in advance.

After another bout of busyness, the doll finally got her sky-blue live streaming badge.

After the serious business was over, the anglers who arrived one after another increased, and disciples from the Hua Clan also arrived at the registration area.

Zhao Zheng tugged at Yue Feng, pointing towards the registration area, “Look, Teacher Hua and his group have arrived.

Shall we go over and greet them?”

If it had been Old Ma who came, Yue Feng might not have gone over, pretending he hadn’t seen him.

But since Teacher Hua personally led the team, it would be inappropriate not to go over, since it was Teacher Hua who had helped him resolve the issue of his competition slot.

“Let’s go, greet them!

Doll, put on your mask!”

Yue Feng reminded the doll and then led the two over.

“Teacher Hua, you’ve arrived!” Yue Feng called out from a distance.

Teacher Hua was talking to a few acquaintances.

Hearing the greeting, he looked up, recognized Yue Feng, and responded with a smile and a kind nod.

“Yue, did you and Xiao Zhao both qualify?” Teacher Hua casually asked as he glanced at the badges hanging on their chests.

“Yes!

How many from our team have come?” Yue Feng asked.

“From the club’s side, only Han qualified, but a few disciples got slots in their local districts, making a total of four participants!

Including you and Xiao Zhao, six from the Hua Clan have come!

Who is this?”

Teacher Hua briefly explained the situation and then glanced at the doll, casually asking.

“Oh, she’s my girlfriend, Doll, here to help me livestream the competition!

Doll, greet him!”

The Doll politely called out “Teacher Hua,” delighting the old man immensely.

“Competition and live streaming without delay!

Handling both career and family!

Not bad, really good!” the old man said meaningfully.

“Hehe!

Just messing around!” Yue Feng scratched his head and said.

“Free time this afternoon.

After dinner, remember not to leave early, come by Guest Reception Inn 306 for a meeting.

I’ll give everyone an analysis of the fish situation!” Old Master Hua instructed.

Hearing this, a warm current surged in Yue Feng’s heart.

It’s no wonder the old master is so beloved; he conducts himself faultlessly.

After all, he and Zhao Zheng were only trainees at the Hua School training camp, but now he did not treat them as outsiders.

Just then, a familiar voice came from afar: “Hey, Yue Feng!”