This crucian carp, which is not reserved at all, makes Lu Zheng not calm down.

If you want to hug the dragon king's thighs, you don't need to be so exaggerated and easy to behave? At first glance, it is a kowtow insect type that has no integrity and flattery, and the Dragon Palace resolutely does not accept this kind of scum.

The sharp eyes of the surrounding competitors were on Lu Zheng, and this person obviously added stunts.

Standing out from the crowd can be said to be honorable, but it can also be said to be different. Especially in the current situation, the seven or eight fishing positions around Lu Zheng don't even have fish scales, and they are all concentrated, this kind of scene is really too strange.

As a restrained, stuffy young man with a city government, Lu Zheng deeply understands the importance of keeping a low profile, according to his fishing method, tomorrow the "Into Science" column group will fall from the sky.

He made up all the opening remarks: Why did the professional anglers scream so many times at the competition scene? Why were the professional anglers dumbfounded? Why did the dough bait repeatedly perform miraculous feats? Why did the wild crucian carp take the initiative to dedicate themselves? Who did the crucian carp do the strange cases of kneeling and licking in a row? What shocking secrets are hidden behind the dozens of crucian carp scrambling to get into the fish protection first? Behind all this, is it the distortion of fish nature or the decline of fish morality? Is it driven by hunger or the collective outbreak of neurosis? Stay tuned to tonight's 8** annual masterpiece "Approaching the Mysterious Crucian Carp Guy of Science".

As a party, Lu Zheng felt that Yali Mountain was big, and he thought that he would easily win the game before he came, but this kind of too flamboyant and weird strange phenomenon was beyond his expectations.

After three seconds of careful thinking, Lu Zheng made a difficult decision to instantly converge the dragon qi that emanated. Those crucian carp lost their dragon energy, and for a moment the dragons were leaderless, and then, driven by instinct, they began to disperse and swim to other fishing spots.

Under the attention of everyone, Lu Zheng stubbornly threw the rod into the water again, staring at his float with a pair of eyes 'chua' and 'chua'.

One second...... Two seconds...... Three-second ......

Until half a minute passed, there was no movement on the float. The men breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, smiled, and turned their attention to their own floats.

The meaning is obvious: this person has gone to shit luck or two pieces of shit in a row, one of which is still a brain-dead crucian carp that is rare in a century.

There was a bang.

The young man on Lu Zheng's right hand took the lead in opening his beard, caught a big crucian carp more than a foot long, and with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, he picked off the lively crucian carp and stuffed it into the fish guard, and said to himself: "Fortunately, this one is not sick." ”

The old man on the left looked at the sinking float and said with a happy face: "Hey, I'm open too." "The skillful take-up and release of the line pulled the rod and sent the rod to walk the fish for a while, and then brought it up with a smile.

Lu Zheng's expression was very complicated, and there was no attraction of dragon qi, unless the crucian carp was really brainless, it would bite his dough.

Fifteen minutes passed, and the young man on Lu Zheng's right had a lot of harvest, with seven or eight fish, all of which were not small. The old man to his left had a slightly worse harvest, with five or six.

Only Lu Zheng's float remained motionless.

It's not that he's giving up the game for fear of attracting attention, it's that he's trying to control the range of dragon energy and the meaning of its expression. These crucian carp are unlit, driven by instinct and do not understand complex meanings like shrimp soldiers.

After twenty minutes of silence, he finally got the hang of it, so that he could master the dragon qi to the right range, minimize the impact on other fishing positions, and at the same time, he could also make a profit for himself.

There was a threat and restraint in the dragon aura he exuded, and he faintly felt a wisp of ignorance of awe, surrounding him, quietly suspended in the water, not daring to act rashly.

Due to the large number of amateur groups, the fishing positions are dense, and they are basically one person by one. Lu Zheng, who shocked everyone with the first two crucian carp, did not harvest for twenty minutes, and was obviously noticed by many people.

The amateur group was originally a lot of people, and it didn't matter if they won or lost, so some people began to whisper and chat, and the most talked about was today's anecdote, the stupid fish landing.

On the shore, it is nourished by the majestic water spirit of Hongze Lake, and Lu Zheng's ear and eye power are far beyond ordinary people, even some trivial whispers can be heard clearly.

"I'll just say, I want to fish with dough and fool ghosts. ”

"This kid looks like a novice, and it's good to be able to pick up two stupid fish. ”

"I think that fish must be hungry and stupid, I've seen it before, and it can be bitten with an empty hook. ”

"Eh, Xiaoling, I don't think this guy should come fishing, he should buy lottery tickets. ”

"Twenty minutes without one, hehe, I still caught three, not as good as me. ”

"People think it's for souvenirs. ”

"It's all about participation. ”

……

There is a well-known adage in the game world: the desert sand is like snow, and the swallow mountain and the moon are like a hook. As long as you open the plug-in, play high and count it as a ball?

For the out-of-school children, for the lonely elderly, for the out-of-school women, for the sake of 50,000 soft sister coins. After three seconds of careful thinking, Lu Zheng decisively said to the old man on the right: "Uncle, do you still count when you speak?"

The old man was carrying a small crucian carp the size of a palm and stuffing it into the fish guard, and when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "Count, why don't you count?" Young man, have you figured it out? Give it, take it." ”

Borrowing some crucian carp bait from the uncle, Lu Zheng learned the appearance of the old man one by one, drifting, drying, sitting and waiting, and silently thought in his heart: Long live the three hundred warriors of Muhammad Allah Alaska, come to the people.

The crucian carp waiting in line at the bottom of the water immediately rushed out and grabbed the hook of the largest one.

Lu Zheng pretended to walk the fish for a while before lifting the crucian carp and quickly stuffing it into the fish guard.

The old man smiled heartily and said, "Hey, young man, you are quite talented in fishing." How's my bait?"

Lu Zheng said modestly: "Uncle, your bait can be called the golden carat in the pond, and the crooked nuts have to say Wai Rui Gude when they see it." ”

After mastering the skills proficiently, relying on the bait borrowed to hide people's eyes, and with superb acting skills, Lu Zheng's road to a bumper harvest was officially opened.

With the seventh crucian carp on the hook, forty minutes have passed. And the young man next to him has already received no less than twenty crucian carp.

For the sake of ranking, Lu Zheng could only speed up, and his techniques became more and more proficient.

It wasn't until the 60th minute of the game that many people started to get tired, and some even couldn't sit still and started to wander around. Lu Zheng had already caught up with the footsteps of the large army, and no more, no less, just one more fish than the young man next to him.

The expression on the kid's face became more and more strange, with an incredible expression, his expression was obviously a little nervous, and beads of sweat began to roll down.

The surrounding audience was talking again, this kid was so lucky, right? Just now, he looked like a novice, why did he borrow some bait and immediately become a master?

The old man on the right hand was still calm and unhurried, and his fish guard was also stuffed full.

Toot toot!

The referee blows the whistle, the game is over, and all rods must be out of the water as soon as possible. The inspectors of the competition began to set up points in the various fishing areas to prepare for the statistics of the results.

The old man stood up, moved his waist, and gave Lu Zheng a thumbs up and said, "Young man, there is a future, this fishing skill has been mastered so quickly." ”

"Thanks to the bait. ”

……

After some hectic statistics, the results were announced. When Lu Zheng saw the results, he was really surprised: Lu Zheng, with 49 mantissa and a score of 35, tied for third.

The results of the fishing competition are based on the inverted point system, with the first place with the most fishing being awarded 1 point and the second place being awarded 2 points. If there is a tie, add up the rankings and divide by the number of people, for example, if there are three people in the third place, then it is 345, and 12 is divided by three, and the score is 4 points, and the ranking is calculated according to the weight. If not a single fish is caught, the score is equal to the group size, which is 18 points.

The results were good, and he finished in the top three in the first race. However, in order to enter the professional group competition safely, it seems that the two games in the afternoon will have to be more energetic and the power of the plug-in will be increased.

Lu Zheng deliberately glanced at the first place, with 57 mantissa and silently remembered it in his heart.

The old man patted Lu Zheng's shoulder with a smile on his face and said, "Young man, the results are very good." Come on, try to get a noun in the afternoon, and compare with those guys who claim to be professionals. ”

Lu Zheng had a good impression of this old man who was eager to help others, and Chen pleaded: "Uncle, may I ask your surname?"

"Oh, my surname is Huang, Huang Mingde, what about you?"

"My surname is Lu, and my name is Lu Zheng. Let's go, uncle, I invite you to dinner, thank you well. “

A voice sounded behind him, and the yin and yang monster said angrily: "The blind cat bumped into the dead mouse, and the villain was ambitious, phew." ”