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Chapter 869: 852: Old Bull's New Approach to Technical Statistics

Chapter 869: Chapter 852: Old Bull’s New Approach to Technical Statistics

“It’s me!”

“Holy crap! Come over here! The one competing with us in fishing, Brother Feng, is my idol Yue Feng himself! Guys, don’t let him slip away!”

Xiao Liqiang completely lost control of his emotions, as if afraid Yue Feng might run away, he tried to hug Yue Feng’s waist.

Yue Feng instinctively stepped back half a step, causing the other person to lose their balance. As a result, the person ended up hugging Yue Feng’s leg tightly, refusing to let go.

“It really is Teacher Yue Feng! Our captain often mentions you!” Just a few minutes ago, Meng Weize was quite cocky, but now his look toward Yue Feng was completely different.

“Come on, stop fooling around. There are so many people here; all your chatter doesn’t look good! I’m just a normal person, two arms and legs, one nose and mouth! No difference from you all!” Yue Feng shrugged.

“Brother Feng, you’re not playing fair, bringing your team to act weak and take us by surprise, pocketing our prize!”

Xiao Liqiang finally realized, looking at Yue Feng with shining eyes, speaking with a slight grievance in his tone.

“Uh, no way! This was just for fun, letting the students compete with you all to consciously improve their control over the competition tempo!” Yue Feng half-jokingly explained.

Why half-joking? Earning money by competing in fishing is real, and improving competition tempo control is real too. It’s just that when Yue Feng made the decision, earning money was the priority.

“I don’t care, give me an autographed photo, or I’ll expose you on your live stream! I know which platform you hang out on!”

Xiao Liqiang had already been helped up by Yue Feng, but his hands were still clinging tightly to the hem of Yue Feng’s sunscreen clothing.

“Alright, what’s the big deal! Just an autographed photo, snap one whenever! Print it, and I’ll sign it for you!”

Since it doesn’t cost any real money, to stingy old Yue, as long as it’s not money made from competing in fishing, anything goes.

The group bantered noisily for a long time until things finally settled down.

Yue Feng glanced at the leftover bait on the food box and asked, “Still competing? Sitting idle is boring anyway! Another round or two?”

This time, even Meng Weize started shaking his head.

Though he was cocky, often thinking highly of himself, he had basic self-awareness. Competing in fishing with the Fishing King is like looking for trouble right in the pit.

“Disband? Sitting idle is still idle!” Yue Feng still wanted to push a little more.

Xiao Liqiang pouted, “Your skill level is way too high for us. Once we get serious in the competition, we have no chance of winning. We can’t compete against such fish!”

Meng Weize said, “If we are to compete, there is a way, by making an average of the scores from the previous serious matches and then giving a handicap based on that average score. The better the score, the more of a handicap, that way everyone can join in!”

Yue Feng’s eyes lit up at the suggestion: “Alright, let’s give a handicap then!”

“But, except for you, Brother Feng! We don’t know where your limit is, otherwise, we’ll compete, and you be the chief referee!”

Meng Weize added another comment, which immediately brought Yue Feng’s rising spirits back down.

The way Meng Weize could make the chief referee position sound so utterly unique was a talent.

Yue Feng waved his hand, “Fine, you guys play, I won’t get involved, I’ll find a place to chill!”

“Alright!” The group quickly started shouting for another competition once they saw Yue Feng, the big obstacle, leave.

By allowing for a handicap, the other anglers, who initially had no chance of winning, regained their confidence, and the group competing grew larger again.

Watching these mostly young anglers gathered, boasting, and bantering loudly, Yue Feng shook his head helplessly.

Old now, the loneliness of a master!

Carrying his fishing box and holding his rod bag with other equipment, Yue Feng leisurely wandered to a corner to kill time.

This state lasted less than an hour before Yue Feng crumbled from boredom. His fishing skill had been polished to perfection long ago, and continuing with such mindless fishing practice was purely a waste of time.

Unable to contain himself, Yue Feng set down his rod, put his hands behind his back, and quietly returned to the anglers competing in fishing. Even if he couldn’t fish, watching from the back was still good.

He hadn’t been there for more than a few minutes before he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. Turning his head, he saw team leader Niu Ben waving at him.

Yue Feng followed Niu Ben under the shade of a tree, and Old Niu handed him a folder.

“What’s this, Manager Niu?”

“Take a look inside, you’ll see!” Niu Ben didn’t explain, gesturing for Yue Feng to look at the contents.

Yue Feng skimmed the folder’s content and was quickly captivated by a series of data.

It was the technical statistics of fishing competitions over the past few days, showing the techniques of six members of the team in each match.

Seat numbers, casting frequency, average catch weight per match, hook avoidance/failure rate, and other technical parameters.

“Besides me, there are five others, how did you collect so much data? Can one person process all this?” Yue Feng felt his head spinning after reviewing the data.

Niu Ben chuckled, “One person handling all that? No way. The kids and Tingting helped, plus I recorded one on my phone from behind the scenes. After the matches, I consolidate all the data. The data from today’s matches hasn’t been added yet; the notebook contains records from previous days!”

“Yeah, I saw the dates. The data are detailed and have good reference value!”

Hearing Yue Feng say the data is valuable, Niu Ben’s eyes lit up, and he asked, “How do you interpret these data, tell me!”

Yue Feng didn’t hesitate, casually picking a statistic from Wang Xiaomin to explain: “Look, Wang Xiaomin’s match from yesterday! It was his turn to compete for the championship,

totaling 165 casts, a total catch of 8.4 kg, securing first place, the champion! There were five unhooking failures! Midway through the match, a cut hook occurred. These numbers speak volumes!

Now check Zhao Zheng’s stats, from the same championship round, 154 casts, total catch 8.1 kg, single unhooking failure!

From a horizontal data comparison, looking only at the casting frequency, Zhao Zheng made 11 fewer casts than Wang Xiaomin, caught 0.3 kg less, but Zhao Zheng’s stability is much stronger than Wang Xiaomin’s; he has a lower error rate and a zero hook cut rate. Moreover, Zhao Zheng has more double-tail catches than Wang Xiaomin! This indirectly shows that Zhao Zheng’s fundamentals are more solid. He just needs to slightly increase his pace, and he can quickly overtake Wang Xiaomin in scores!

Looking at the data from another angle, reviewing only the fishing errors column, among Wang Xiaomin, Xue Kai, and Wang Zhen, it’s Wang Xiaomin who has the fewest errors, Wang Zhen the most! A whopping eleven fishing errors! This suggests that Wang Zhen’s basic skill training score is the lowest and needs improvement!

These data pieces are all interlinked with internal logic; a little analysis reveals where these team members need improvement!”

“Exactly, you nailed it! That’s exactly what I wanted to convey!” Niu Ben gave Yue Feng a thumbs up, full of admiration.