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Chapter 942 A small test of skill

Chapter 942 A small test of skill

They had a good chat earlier, and they seemed to be having a good time, but when Leng Xiaojun was mentioned, Hu Changsheng obviously got stuck for a few seconds.

Eh...he's in Hancheng, but he's not in the club right now. I don't know what he's going out for. I guess he'll be back before noon! Hu Changsheng said vaguely.

Oh, that's it. I thought that if Lao Leng was around, I could still compete with him. It's not that I underestimated myself. I met him many times in matches before, but I lost more than I won!

After coming out to practice for so long, if you can face him head-on with your youth training team, this trip will be considered complete! Han Luofeng recalled the previous games and said.

I can't give you a guarantee for the time being. I might have a chance when I come back. I'm not the same as you. What's wrong, you don't like Lao Hu's business?

Han Luofeng nodded: Alright, let's drink this tea, shouldn't it be time to go to the training pool! Time is tight and the task is heavy, there are still several clubs to go to, and if you delay for a few days, you will not be able to finish before the game !

Okay, then go play by the pool!

Soon, a group of people came out of the reception room and returned to the location next to the outdoor competition pond.

When the car was parked, Han Luofeng had already taken a look at it. He strode to the trunk of the car to unload his equipment, and quickly picked up the fishing box, carried the rod, wrapped the fish protection and so on, and walked to the edge of the pit.

Lao Hu is a little more sluggish than their movements. Originally, the equipment has been stored in the downstairs storage room all year round, and it has already been waiting.

Staring at Han Luofeng for a while, he didn't notice anything unusual at first, but when Han Luofeng opened the pole bag and took out a pole made of the same material as Wang Xiaomin and Zhao Zheng, Hu Changsheng's heart skipped a beat.

Regardless of the close relationship between Yue Feng's fishing tackle and Fahrenheit, Han Luofeng is the old man's direct disciple after all. When it comes to equipment, he must use his own equipment. This is the basic quality requirement of a professional fisherman, and he must advertise his company.

Unexpectedly, what Han Luofeng used was not a dragon-patterned carp, nor an imported one, but a black lacquered material pole.

Hey, you're the captain, and the more you become the more you go back, why have you arranged all the material poles? I'll give you a few new wave sports in the future? Hu Changsheng said with a smile.

Han Luofeng subconsciously glanced at the material pole in his hand: Hey, help a friend to try out the new pole embryo! Call all your team members over? What's the strength of the four of us pinching fish!

Yes, wait for me to greet you! All team members gather!

With an order, the fishing team members quickly got up at the same time, lined up very disciplinedly, and waited for the captain's instructions.

This style of pie looks a bit like a military army.

Captain Han, Zhao Zheng, Wang Xiaomin from Yuefeng Fishing Tackle, and three fishing friends came to our club as guests, and want to compete with everyone! I won't talk nonsense, and start preparing now! How much does the lottery count, Captain Han?

Han Luofeng: The guest can do whatever he wants, anything!

Then 100 rounds, longer time, one round per hour! Don't turn around and say that we bullies bully you when the time is short!

Okay, what are we playing? Object fish?

Then let's go to the fish first. It's just after eleven o'clock after the game, so we won't delay anything!

okay!

Soon, the two sides agreed on the rules and lottery for pinching the fish, and then they got ready.

Wang Xiaomin didn't speak for a while, and when he started to prepare, he came to him: Brother Han, Brother Zheng, old routine?

When Zhao Zheng and Han Luofeng heard this, they nodded tacitly: Well, it's an old routine, just try it out!

The so-called old routine is a team-like style of play that the three of them summed up when they came out to play in the gym.

It is easy to say, the division of labor between the three is clear, Han Luofeng has the highest comprehensive skills, and chooses to adapt to the situation and judge the fish situation to fish.

Zhao Zheng and Wang Xiaomin are the same, but Zhao Zheng's limit frequency is not as fast as Wang Xiaomin, so Wang Xiaomin is responsible for floating!

And Zhao Zheng has a deep understanding of the itinerary of flying lead and fishing for different fish layers, so he focuses on this direction.

Three people, three different strategies can basically ensure that at least one or two people are in the right direction, so that it is not easy to suffer too much loss in pinching fish.

After finalizing the tactical arrangement, the three of them soon prepared the bait and fishing equipment to be used.

At this time, Hu Changsheng and the team members were already ready.

You are guests from afar, so draw lots first and let you come! Hu Changsheng drilled a handful of poker in his hand, and the seat number written on the spot just now.

Xiaomin, help us smoke together!

Okay! Wang Xiaomin responded, then turned around and grabbed three cards from the deck.

No. 3, No. 5, and No. 11 are lucky, they are not next to each other, so they won't kill each other.

There is no fishing, and I don't know where the three lots are good, so I can divide them casually and sit casually. After the others draw lots, they will quickly find their respective fishing positions and make final preparations.

The fish in our pond are relatively difficult to catch. Let me remind you first! The crucian carp in the old pond can't float up and down. Be careful when fishing, so you won't lose later and say we are bullying people!

Hu Changsheng was only one fisherman away from Wang Xiaomin. He glanced at the white flowers that Wang Xiaomin had bloomed, which obviously added a lot of light bran, and said hello in advance.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaomin said, Can't draw the float? Thank you Brother Hu! Then I'll adjust the water ratio!

While saying this, Wang Xiaomin casually picked up some water from the basin and poured it into the cannon basin, stirring vigorously.

Seeing this scene, even the well-informed Hu Changsheng was a little confused.

The light bran has been added so much, what's the use of adding water, it's fried before entering the water, the specific gravity is too clear to reach the bottom. It seems that the state is the difference from dry loose floating bubbles to wet loose middle layer bubbles.

I said in advance that I don't admit it, Lao Hu must not be able to fool people openly, isn't this a rivalry?

Half a minute later, after Wang Xiaomin finished adjusting the water ratio, he opened the fishing box and took out a pack of half-broken coarse particles, which he directly put into the loose cannon basin. Three times, five times and two times are mixed together,

Good guy, the new loose cannon bait has been released, the water ratio is suitable, and the specific gravity is much stronger than before, and it has turned decay into magic.

Just this small trick of Wang Xiaomin adjusting the bait, adding water as he wanted, and adding other basic baits surprised Hu Changsheng, who knew the goods.

There is an old saying about three years of rod training and ten years of bait training. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is also reasonable. At least in the hands of young Tianyuan fishermen who are sitting, there are very few people who can easily achieve this step without relying on measuring cups to accurately grasp the state of bait.

After the bait was ready, Wang Xiaomin put the Xinsan Cannon into the food box and soon entered the standby state.

Are you ready? Start fishing!

Hu Changsheng gave an order, more than a dozen poles were thrown into the water at the same time, and the fish pinching battle officially started.

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