Taoyuan little fisherman

Chapter 99 Grand Slam

At this time, Pang Xinglong's phone rang. Because the noise was too loud, he turned on the speakerphone and turned the volume to the maximum.

"Teacher Pang, we have checked. This Wang Tianhui is not on the list of the Fishing Association. He has no level title and no record of participating in any competitions."

Everyone exclaimed, all dumbfounded.

Wang Tianhui didn't show up until the last land tossing match. When he came to the venue, he saw everyone gathered in one place, a square reservoir, inside the reservoir was a circle surrounded by small red flags, with a center in the middle, and the shore There are no fishing spots on the side.

"Kang Liang, don't you need to fish in the third round?" Wang Tianhui asked Kang Liang for advice, having never played it before.

When many contestants heard Wang Tianhui's question, they all showed the expression of seeing a rare animal.

Kang Liang explained to Wang Tianhui, and Wang Tianhui finally understood how to play.

Wang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief after watching it, it seems that this competition should not return empty-handed.

After all, land throwing is his strong point. So far, he has a record of dozens of consecutive victories in this game.

When it came time to draw lots, Wang Yuan got No. 59, Wang Tianhui got No. 60, and the last one was thrown.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Tianhui let out a long sigh of relief.

"Mr. Wang, is this really the first time you play throwing?" While waiting, Wang Yuan couldn't help asking Wang Tianhui.

"Yeah, it doesn't look easy. Such a thin line and such a small lead pendant should be more difficult than shooting."

Wang Yuan nodded, "I have practiced throwing since I was a child. This is the most technical test. It is closely related to the length of the rod, the length of the fishing line, the direction of the wind, and the weight of the lead pendant. If you can beat me this time , it’s definitely not because of luck.”

"Maybe God will help me haha." Wang Tianhui laughed.

Wang Yuan himself was very confident, so he went to the side to practice.

A few minutes later, the last land toss competition began. 60 people lined up to toss, and each person threw three times to calculate the total score.

Most of the players are of mediocre level, and occasionally there are a few high-level players, all of whom are old guys, either professional or veteran.

Liu Kai and Fang Xu played steadily, with three total scores of 230 and 225 respectively.

Kang Liang scored three times with a total score of 210, which is not bad.

Li Hui was just a little bit behind, with a total score of 152 in three rounds.
Finally, the long-awaited Wang Yuan finally came on the stage. He took a few deep breaths with a fishing rod in his hand, then aimed at the center of the circle, tried and tried, and finally threw the lead pendant only when he was absolutely sure.

"100 points!" The referee shouted.

The audience cheered, as expected of Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan was very happy. Finally, he had the opportunity to get rid of his humiliation. He looked at Wang Tianhui with a smug expression.

Wang Tianhui applauded for him, and at the same time observed his posture and force when throwing the lead pendant. His comprehension at the master level quickly grasped the key point.

Wang Yuan was cautious, calculated accurately again, and then threw it for the second time.

"100 points!" Another perfect score, Pang Xinglong was so excited that he stood up from the viewing platform and applauded.

For the last time, Wang Yuan threw the lead pendant confidently, but a gust of wind blew the lead pendant away a little the moment it landed.

There was a burst of regret.

"98 points!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Wang Yuan. With a total score of 298, he has set a record for throwing throws that he has always maintained. Let us congratulate him!"

Wang Yuan didn't expect that he performed so well that he even broke his own record. He was so happy that he jumped up.

This time, no matter what, you will win the championship, right?

Most definitely!
Not only Wang Yuan firmly believed, but everyone also firmly believed that no one could match Wang Yuan in the throwing game.

The media had already approached Wang Yuanwei who had left the field, and began to interview the acceptance speeches. Everyone thought that the game had already been concluded, and no one even cared that Wang Tianhui hadn't voted for the last one.

"Brother Tianhui, should we still throw it away? Forget it, we already won the team championship anyway, and this doesn't count towards team points."

Kang Liang was afraid that Wang Tianhui would be ashamed if he couldn't throw it away, and people would question his strength in the previous two championships. It's okay to find any reason to retire, anyway, this is a common thing.

"Throw it, why don't you throw it? I've been queuing for a long time, and I'm here all the time, so I have to play."

Wang Tianhui stood on the throwing point with a playful attitude. Not many people paid attention to what he was doing, because no one thought he could change the result.

Just as everyone gathered around Wang Yuan to celebrate him, a high-decibel referee's shout broke the noise, causing everyone to silently stop it.

"100 points!"

The audience was shocked.

The studio was shocked.

Kang Liang and Li Hui were shocked.

Wang Tianhui's lead pendant just landed in the middle of the center of the circle.

Wang Yuan's eyeballs were about to jump off, and he looked at Wang Tianhui in disbelief.

"This this……"

Wang Tianhui scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "It's just luck."

Now no one did anything else, they all came to watch Wang Tianhui's toss.

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a professional player. He can't be so lucky all the time, can he?
Then came the second throw.

Wang Tianhui hit the center of the circle again.

Many old men who practiced their throwing skills began to wipe their tears, and Wang Yuan felt like he had just swallowed a big lemon.

He looked at everyone helplessly, and there was nothing I could do.

The referee hesitated for a moment before shouting: "100 points."

After hitting the center of the circle twice in a row, Wang Tianhui said that he was lucky, but no one believed it anymore.

In desperation, he closed his eyes for the last time.

If you close your eyes, you can't say that I rely on technology, right?
"100 points!"

Wang Yuan's whole body is not well, and he feels that the three views he has established for decades have collapsed.

The total score of the three throws is 300, and the score can be known without counting. Wang Tianhui won another championship.

"Congratulations to Mr. Wang Tianhui, player No. 72, for becoming the first three-time winner of the Fengyang Cup Fishing Contest in history, and also the winner of the Fish King. We congratulate him!"

The announcer's excited voice sounded, and Kang Liang and Li Hui were so happy that they almost flew up.

The live broadcast room was also collecting gifts, and the players off the field clapped their hands mechanically with shocked faces.

The same sentence echoed in everyone's mind.

Was he really just lucky?
The fishing competition ended in shock. No one would have imagined that this year's three-time champion would be a 20-year-old Lentouqing who had no professional title and was participating in the competition for the first time.

Apart from good luck, there seems to be no other reason to explain this unreasonableness.

Not only Wang Tianhui won three consecutive championships, but their team also defeated Wang Yuan's team by five points and won the team championship.

Kang Liang has been catching fish for so many years, and finally got the trophy back. He was so excited that he cried on the stage.

Wang Tianhui's team won all the trophies, and Wang Ge's club became famous because of it. Surrounded by the media, he happily introduced his club and started recruiting people frantically.

Immediately after the awards were presented, it entered the final stage - the auction of the King Fish.

(End of this chapter)