At 7 o'clock, Wang Jian came in a car, and the two of them loaded the fishing tackle into the car, and then ate some breakfast at the silver ingot bridge, and then set off and went straight to Desheng Gate. Changping District is in the north of Beijing's urban area, and the fish pond where the fishing tournament is held is not far from the Badaling Expressway, which is very easy to find, and when Wang Jian and Hong Tao arrived here, the time just arrived at 8 o'clock, and there was still an hour before the start time of 9 o'clock.

The two thought they were coming early, who would have thought that the cars at the entrance of the fishing ground were full, and most of the contestants had already arrived, and Master Yang was also waiting for Hong Tao at the door.

"Isn't that still an hour? It's not too late, is there something wrong with my watch? Wang Jian, what time is your watch? Hong Tao was a little puzzled, looked at his watch, and asked Wang Jian again.

"Cough, don't look at it, the table is fine, you are the first time to participate, and you don't know the procedures in the road, you have to go to the referee to check the fishing tackle first, to see if there is a violation, and then you can also get the practice pool next to it to adjust the fishing group and float or something, plus the number plate, the fishing position, 1 hour is a bit tight, you don't see that everyone is here early." Master Yang couldn't complain too much, who let this young man know Old Man Fu, Old Man Fu also specially instructed him to take care of his little brother.

"Oh, it's really late, I'm sorry, Brother Yang, let's be a big girl in the sedan chair once, forgive me." When Hong Tao heard that it was really late, he hurriedly apologized.

"Fortunately, I am familiar with the referee, first I helped you get the number plate and draw the fishing position, you quickly go to check the fishing tackle, adjust the drift, and then go to the fishing position to find me, I will sit next to you." Yang put a match logo on Hong Tao's chest, and then patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

"Thank you, Brother Yang, I'll go get fishing tackle first, and I'll look for you later." Hong Tao didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he quickly took out the fishing box and rod bag from the car, and ran to the referee with it.

When Hong Tao finished this set of procedures, adjusted the float and found the fishing position according to the number plate on his chest, the time had reached 8:45, and there were less than 15 minutes before the start of the game. Under the contemptuous gaze of Master Yang, Hong Tao poured his special effect fishing bait into a small basin, and then began to bait on the spot with the water of the competition pond. Seeing that Hong Tao's big stick mallet was only opened after the competition was opened, another fishing friend next to him also specially asked Master Yang, who is this! Then look at where Hong Tao is busy like a second fool.

However, Hong Tao didn't let them watch the joke for too long, 5 minutes later, he opened the bait, Yang Gaoshou and another angler sitting on both sides of Hong Tao watched Hong Tao put the black bait on the bait box, and they were even more disdainful and disdainful, because Hong Tao's bait insiders can see at a glance that it is basically the composition of pellet feed powder, at most it is added with a little brushed powder, so that the plant fiber of the bait is longer and better hooked.

"Yangzi, this is your friend, right? Why don't you even open the bait when you bring someone to the competition! Don't be polite to him, young man, use his bait, you can't do this. The angler sitting on the right side of Hong Tao couldn't stand it anymore and began to fire at Master Yang.

"Go, go aside, don't look down on people, my little brother is also a master in Houhai, today is just to have fun, don't you go to Houhai to compete with him?" Master Yang's answer was very interesting, and he deliberately told Hong Tao's fishing area, so as to tell the other party Hong Tao's fishing level, because the people who played in Houhai were casual players.

"Hey, I really don't dare to do this, Lao Yang, do you have a show today? I don't dare to say 1 point, let's have a 5 point or something. The angler listened to Master Yang's words, and sure enough, he no longer pestered Hong Tao, but began to discuss the strength of the players in the competition with Master Yang.

Hong Tao didn't listen carefully to their conversation, first, he couldn't understand who they were talking about, it is estimated that those people are all in the circle of mixed fishing, and Hong Tao doesn't know any of them; Second, from sitting in the fishing position, he didn't bother to take a closer look at what this competitive fishing competition field was like.

The pond is not too big, it is a rectangle, about 100 meters long on the side and about 20 meters wide. Participating anglers take their seats at the corresponding number plates, and each angler is about 2 meters apart from each angler, lined up along the two long sides of the pond.

All kinds of fishing rods look as dense as grass from one end, those anglers from their 20s to 5 or 60 years old, they have one of the biggest differences from Hong Tao, that is, they are all dressed professionally, most of them are a long-sleeved fishing sunscreen clothing, and then put on a fishing vest outside, and then wear a fishing hat with various fishing gear brands, hey, that's a fan.

Look at Hong Tao again, a big shirt, a pair of jeans, no fishing cap or fishing glasses, like an ugly duckling in a flock of swans, but still so dazzling.

Hong Tao's license plate is No. 47, which is basically close to the corner of the fish pond, which is not like playing Go, paying attention to gold and silver horns or something. There is a rule in pond fishing, that is, the more fish are in the middle, and the closer to the corners, the fewer fish are on it. So according to the location, Hong Tao's position is not good.

But this can't be blamed on Master Yang, this thing is decided by lottery, and in order to ensure fairness, this game has to be played in a total of 2 games, when the game is over, all the players will draw lots again, if you draw the corner twice, then even if you are unlucky, in the sport of fishing, luck still accounts for a large component.

At 8:55, the chief referee took a megaphone and began to emphasize the discipline and regulations of the game, and then with a whistle, the fishing competition officially began.

At the moment of the whistle, Hong Tao saw dozens of fishing rods raised in unison, and then a piece of silver light flew into the water, at this moment, Hong Tao hurriedly This is not fishing at all, but a kind of mechanical movement, these fishermen are like machines, throwing rods, lifting rods, the action is called a standard, the specification is called a unity.

Hong Tao was obviously behind for a few seconds before he reacted, he quickly took the strand in his hand, put the two hooks on the bait tray, and then pressed the hook with the open bait ball, and then pulled the strand to gently pull the hook out from under the bait ball, so that the two balls of bait were hung on the hook, which is called "pulling the bait".

Throw out the fishing line, wait for the fish to stand up, Hong Tao immediately raised his wrist, lifted the fishing rod, used inertia to make the hook swing back in front of him, reached out to grab it, pulled the bait again, and then threw it into the same position, and then lifted the rod again after a few seconds, and then continued the previous steps, and began to "pump the nest".

While pumping the nest, Hong Tao took the time to look at what the Yang master on the left and the angler on the right were doing, Yang was also pumping the nest at this time, but he did not use the bait, but used the normal bait to pinch the hook, and then threw it into the water. The angler on the right, like Hong Tao, also uses a pull bait, and is also pumping the nest one by one. But judging from the distance between the hooks and the float of the two of them, they are both fishing for the bottom, and Hong Tao is fishing for the float.

After drawing more than 10 rods, Hong Tao felt that it should be about the same, because the shadow of fish swimming was already seen near the fishing spot where the hook fell into the water, which indicated that some fish had been attracted by the bait to float up to the water layer not far from the surface to eat. Next, Hong Tao continued to throw the hook into the fishing spot, but did not pull it up quickly, but stared at the action of the fish float.

Red, green, and black stripes of the head of the fish float suddenly to the bottom of the head, the amplitude is about a goal distance (the mesh is used to measure the distance between the various stripes of the head of the fish float, as the saying goes, called a grid), it is said that at this time the rod should be lifted, which is the standard signal that the fish has eaten the bait. But Hong Tao was not in a hurry, he planned to have a double tail.

Yu Drift then paused at Lu Xia, Hong Tao shook his wrist, and judged by the strength of the fishing rod that it must be a middle fish, not one or two tails, and it is not known at present. The fish was soon lifted out of the water, and when he saw a small crucian carp struggling on the hook, Hong Tao knew that he was late, and the first fish that ate the bait should have spit out the hook.