Returning to the fish, picking the hook, although Hong Tao's movements cannot be said to be done in one go, but they are decent.

Seeing that Hong Tao was on the fish so quickly, and his movements were not in a hurry, Master Yang and another fishing friend were a little surprised, and they turned their heads to take a look, and then focused on their own fish drifts.

At a glance...... After a pause, Hong Tao quickly lifted the rod, this time it was finally 2 small crucian carp struggling on the hook, Hong Tao also gradually found the relationship between the fish drift signal and the fish, and began to fish on the left and right tails, although the rhythm is not very fast, but the rod is basically not empty, and the rate is very stable.

The weather on the day of the race was not very good, although the wind was not strong and the sky was clear, but the air pressure was a bit low and it was relatively muggy. Due to the low oxygen content in the water, the fish in the pond are not very active, although the pond is closed a few days before the competition, neither fishing nor feeding, but the small fish are still not very active in the bait of the anglers, even the anglers who sit in the best positions, the catch rate is not very high.

However, there is one exception, and that is Hong Tao, who is sitting in the corner. After a while of fishing, he was already in the groove, and he became more and more proficient in throwing the rod, pulling the bait, lifting the rod, returning the fish, and picking the hook, basically every time he threw the rod, he would lift one or two small fish after a few seconds.

Although his pace is not very fast, but the rate of catching fish is amazing, and more than 50% of the time he directly lifts a double tail, so all the anglers in the entire competition pond basically count him as having a good result here.

At this time, Master Yang and the angler on the other side were already a little distracted, they originally thought that Hong Tao was a mallet, and Hong Tao's performance before the opening also proved that he was a mallet. However, after the opening, as he began to fish one after another, the two closest anglers were a little confused.

Look at Hong Tao's fishing action, although it is decent, but in the eyes of insiders, it is obvious that it has not undergone strict competitive fishing training, whether it is from the rod throwing action, lifting the rod action, it is very non-standard, at best, even if it is the kind of fishing, it is not a professional level at all.

But no matter whether the action standard is standard or not, and whether it is recreational fishing or competitive fishing, the ultimate goal of all fishing is not to catch fish from the water, and now Hong Tao has achieved this ultimate goal. His unusual performance not only fooled the anglers who were competing around him, but also attracted the attention of the tournament organizing committee and the referee.

Just as Hong Tao was silently counting the number of fish, about to calculate how high his speed could be, suddenly a hand slapped him on the shoulder.

"Boy, I'm the referee for this game, can I see your bait?" A dark-faced and gray-haired uncle in his 50s stood behind Hong Tao.

"Oh, no problem." Hong Tao was still immersed in the state of counting himself, and he didn't think much when he heard the uncle's request, he thought that since the fishing rod was to be inspected, then the bait must also be checked, so he quickly deducted a small ball of bait from the bait box, and handed it to the uncle with his backhand without looking back, and then his wrist shook again, and the two small crucian carp struggled to be pulled up.

The referee standing behind him took the bait handed over by Hong Tao, first put it under his nose and smelled it, then picked up the bait with his hands, carefully looked at the ingredients of the bait, pinched up a small piece after the last one, put it in his mouth and tasted it, then spit out the residue in his mouth, turned his head and shook his head at several anglers and referees not far away, didn't say anything, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, I said Brother Fang, I didn't do that, this is not a competition with male bait, you can see other people's hand food, why do you take a piece." This brother was brought by me, even if it's a newcomer, you can't bully people like this, it's cost-effective, they are allowed to fish for good results, and as soon as we catch it, we suspect cheating, right? Hong Tao didn't pay attention to the movement behind him, he had long forgotten about the referee, and he was still counting with all his mind.

However, sitting behind Hong Tao's seat, Master Yang is not doing it, the competition between anglers and anglers in competitive competitions is very fierce, in addition to the skills and fishing tackle, the bait used by no one is an exclusive secret recipe, each with its own tricks, how good friends will not tell the truth, not to mention the bait to others to take away to study, this is the cost of winning their competition.

And there are many unwritten rules among anglers, such as after the fish you don't know, no one will help you copy the fish, for fear of complaining if the fish is copied away; And unfamiliar anglers basically do not touch people's bait, because you may have some residual questions in your hands, if it gets on other people's bait, it is likely to affect people's results, which is not very obvious in recreational fishing, and it is very important to pay attention to it among competitive anglers. Because this is the cost of winning the competition and getting a good ranking, there is no obligation to teach you, let alone help you conduct research.

"Oh, Yang Zi, aren't I curious, see that this little brother is fishing well, come and learn to learn." The referee obviously also knew Master Yang, and explained with a smile.

"Brother Fang, we are all old people in this circle, don't play this sloppy eye, it's their business that they don't fish well, no one has stipulated that they have to win the game, you are the referee, you can't be so eccentric, you don't check the bait of so many anglers, but you came to check my friend's, you have to take a piece when you're done, is there such a thing?" Master Yang didn't intend to let the referee surnamed Fang fool around like this, he didn't even catch the fish, put down the fishing rod and stood up and walked to the edge of Hong Tao's fishing position, grabbed the piece of bait from the other party's hand and put it on the Hong Tao bait box, and then deliberately said loudly to Hong Tao.

"Xiao Hong, take care of your fish food, no one is allowed to touch it, you can't look at it, there are human spirits here, you look at the little smiling face, and turn your head to black you."

"Yang Zi, how are you talking? I checked to check what was going on with his bait, and it was my referee's job. The referee Fang made Master Yang unable to get off the stage, and began to fight back with a red face and a thick neck.

"The referee !! What about the referee??? Come and see, this is your referee, and you took someone else's bait away? I've been playing pit for so many years, and I've never heard of this rule, but this is your new rule, right? Master Yang didn't care about this, and immediately started shouting at the top of his voice.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong?" Hong Tao saw that Master Yang and the referee were arguing, and he also put down the fishing rod and stood up.

"Alas...... Don't move, keep fishing, keep fishing, this time you can't do it is the first, some people look red, plan to play black, you don't care about this, there is me, hurry back, fish well, don't let your brother and me work in vain. Master Yang saw that Hong Tao was no longer fishing, and hurriedly pressed Hong Tao on the fishing position.

After all, Hong Tao is not a young man of his age, and he immediately knew what was going on in Lu Dao, and immediately understood what Master Yang meant, so he quickly picked up the fishing rod and continued to fish, but he didn't count anymore, and while fishing, he paid attention to the noise behind him, and planned to run up to help once Master Yang was bullied.

"What's going on! What's going on? A middle-aged man with eyes walked over, and there was a sign on his chest with three big words on it.

"Lao Yang, it's just right that you came, you give a comment on this reason, he came over to check my friend's bait for no reason, I won't break it if this is reasonable, you can check it, but he has to secretly take a piece, isn't this bullying newcomers? If it weren't for me today, my friend would have to suffer a dark loss, the fish food that people match is someone's secret recipe, why do you take it, Hei San They have been muttering to him over there for a long time, what do you mean, is this competition already the champion already determined, if so, Brother Yang, you will tell us clearly, can't we withdraw and be finished, do you need to play this indiscriminate work? "Master Yang didn't catch well by himself, and he didn't catch a few fish for half a day, so he probably gave up the game a long time ago, and now he is barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, and his speech is even more ugly.