Under Zhang Yang's direction, although Han Mocheng's performance seed a bit exaggerated, it matched the situation well enough, successfully raising the stakes of the fish-pinching competition to fifty bucks a round.
Ma Yuhua, relying on his status, did not participate in the earlier discussion, but waited until things had settled down and the excitent was brewing to say a few summarizing words.
"Xiao Zhang, you've started your fishing equipnt company, not only is your business expanding, but your technical skills are also improving rapidly?"
Zhang Yang grinned: "Hehe, Teacher Ma, please don't say that. Compared to you, I'll always be just a little student!
The team wants to have so fun, so why not?
Others might not know, but you surely do, how costly going out to compete can be!
While winter is here, let's hone our skills with you experts, prepare for battles, and strive to participate more in competitions when spring arrives next year. I look forward to your guidance!"
"Since you put it that way, let's battle until dark today!"
Zhang Yang nodded: "Good! I'll go by your word! It's hard to find sparring partners of such high caliber! When it gets dark, we'll consider wrapping up, and if we really can't, we can work overti at night to play a bit longer, it's cool!"
"It's settled then! Xiaodong, go tell the boss to arrange lunch earlier, I'll cover the cost! Enjoy everyone!" Teacher Ma turned around and said to his apprentice.
"Alright, I'll go tell the boss!"
...
Thus, so stoked the fire, so added fuel to it, and so made decisive statents.
In just a few casual exchanges, the atmosphere escalated fully from the initial tentative fish-pinching to an almost relentless fight.
Zhang Yang made a rough estimate in mind: two rounds per hour, it's just a little after eight now, and it won't get dark until around five in the afternoon. That's at least eight more hours, so with normal performance, we should easily cover the cost for a deluxe seafood hot pot.
"Since it's agreed, we need to brief each team on tactical arrangents, have ten minutes to adjust, and then ready for the clash! Everyone okay with that?" continued Ma Yuhua.
This proposal matched Zhang Yang's thoughts; the team's performance in the first two warm-up rounds was just average, so a small tactical eting to perform well in the upcoming fish-pinching was very necessary.
Thus, over the next few minutes, in the warm Winter Fishing Hall, everyone split into three small groups, whispering their tactical strategies.
Zhang Yang gathered his team together: "The upcoming competition needs to be taken seriously!
Everyone's fishing setup should have the bobbers adjusted, with the sub-line fine-tuned to about 0.4, and be ready with short-sized number two and three spare bobbers.
If you draw a position near the east side, switch to number two bobber, beyond position six towards the west, go directly with number three bobber!
I didn't add any additives to the previous bait. I'll reopen the bait with our usual ho training standards.
The only request is to hold steady on poor positions, but if you draw a good spot, let loose and haul them in for !"
Han Mocheng: "Relax, just do it, they've not outdone us on fish yet!"
ng Fan: "Go! Go!"
After a quick pep talk, Zhang Yang got busy.
Basic bait, setting bait, were pulled out altogether, and then he took out the usual additives from the fishing box.
With a splash of musk herbal wine, the bait's flavor and texture kicked up instantly. After kneading it into the perfect state, Zhang Yang distributed the bait equally among all team mbers.
"Xiao Zhang, are you guys ready over there?" Ma Yuhua asked again.
"Ready, Teacher Ma! Can draw lots and start anyti!"
"Co on! Let's show what we're made of! The warm-up is over, the real show begins!"
At Ma Yuhua's invitation, Brother Da used poker cards as lots again, shuffled the order completely, and started drawing randomly.
With a thorough understanding of the fishing ground's fish situation, Zhang Yang kept a calm mindset during the draw, blending in without standing out.
Others rushed to draw early, fearing soone else would take good spots, while Zhang Yang waited leisurely at the back until four or five people were left, and then casually picked a card.
Number 12!
Great luck, near the west side. Out of 15 numbers, 12 is past the middle line, close to the southwest corner.
Once the draws were complete, Zhang Yang quickly recalled the numbers each team mber drew, then whispered to them, slung his fishing box over his shoulder, and settled into his fishing spot.
Zhang Yang had good luck with the draw, and Han Mocheng also drew a high spot, grabbing number 8, pretty much in the center position, also leisurely sitting down with his fishing box.
Just as he settled in, he saw Liu Xiaodong walking over, directly settling in the number nine spot to the left.
"Hey! Nice, we're side by side!" Liu Xiaodong glanced at Han Mocheng, said with a dry smile.
"Indeed! Luck is good! I look forward to learning a lot from you!"
"Let's not talk about teaching, let's learn from each other! Last round you did quite well, let's make the most of being neighbors this round!"
"Alright!"
Han Mocheng calmly settled his water canister behind him, then swiftly prepared all his fishing gear.
"Start fishing!"
At Brother Da's call, everyone simultaneously cast their lines, kicking off the battle once again.
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