Qian Yang was clueless and baited again and again, and from time to time he secretly glanced at He Bin from the corner of his eye, it was okay not to look at it, the more he looked at Qian Yang's heart, the more unhappy he became.

Then He Bin was really annoying, he didn't go, he didn't speak, he just stood behind Qian Yang with disdain and watched his fishing line break again and again.

"Didn't your adults tell you that peeking at other people's fishing is the way to get trouble?" As a man who holds a grudge, Qian Yang returned the words he said when he first met him directly.

"Cut~" He Bin didn't care: "You can't catch it again, what are you afraid of!"

"You ......" Qian Yang only felt that a fish bone was stuck in his throat, and talking to this thing was too panicked.

"Can we talk properly?" Qian Yang suppressed his anger and tried to influence the stinky stone.

He Bin snorted: "It's time for you to talk well, right?"

"What do I say?" Qian Yang was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "Yes, ha! Now I am begging him for help, and everyone is standing behind him, but I don't even have a kind word, this is really unreasonable." ”

Qian Yang let out a sigh of relief, his face became tangled into a bun, and he looked at He Bin trying to say something soft, but the words just couldn't be said in his mouth. The two of them stood with big eyes and small eyes, Qian Yang's mouth opened countless times, embarrassed that the cancer was terminal, and he still couldn't make any sound.

"You...... You...... Forget it, brother won't learn the head office, right?" Qian Yang didn't want to play with him, so he put away the fishing rod, threw it directly into the bracelet, turned around and walked back.

"Hey, boy, where are you going?" He Bin didn't expect Qian Yang to have such a character, so he hurriedly asked.

Qian Yang didn't reply: "Go chat with senior sister, don't follow me!"

"You ......" He Bin was choked and his face was flushed: "What kind of humanity are you?"

Qian Yang ignored him and walked straight back.

"I still have to catch up and beg you to learn, right?" He Bin was anxious.

Qian Yang shrugged indifferently and walked farther and farther.

He Bin was completely convinced, how could he encounter such a pit that does not enter oil and salt!

"Boy, come back from death, I'll teach you, get out of here when you're done!" He Bin can be regarded as admitting it.

"Okay!" Qian Yang's face became faster, and he sat back on the shore with a triumphant smile, took out his fishing rod and looked at He Bin with a wrenched face.

He Bin carried the weather for half a while, and finally skimmed his face aside, and then opened his mouth without the slightest tone: "You first make the spiritual power line thicker!"

"Uh-huh!" Qian Yang hurriedly complied, this is not difficult at all.

Then try to divide the thread into thin strands. ”

"Uh~ Okay!" Qian Yang hesitated for a moment before nodding. This step is somewhat difficult, and Qian Yang was busy for a while before it was completed.

"The fragments are usually very small, even smaller than the cross-section of your fishing line, and when the blade has not completely cut the fishing line, in fact, its tail has already passed through the first cut place, you just need to connect the first strand of fishing line while the line is not completely broken, and then connect the strands in turn. He Bin was completely expressionless.

"Oh! That's it!" Qian Yang suddenly realized, it turns out that the trick is here!

Qian Yang waited for a while, and the fragments arrived as promised, lightly cutting through Qian Yang's thumb-thick fishing line. Qian Yang was busy for a while, and the spiritual power silk thread shook twice, and it was miraculously kept intact.

He Bin pursed his lips and said in his heart that he was learning quite quickly.

But Qian Yang showed doubts on his face, and asked: "But my fishing line is thicker than the spirit bait, will the fish still take the bait when they see the fishing line?"

He Bin snorted coldly: "Just your broken spirit bait, even if there is no fishing line, the fish will not take the bait!"

"You ......" Qian Yang really has nothing to say, a good teaching scene has to be like a criticism meeting.

He Bin adjusted for a while before he endured his anger and continued: "Remember the feeling when the fragment touches your fishing line, and when you can respond to the fragment just cutting your first strand of silk thread, you can start to try to thin the fishing line and reduce the number of strands in it, and when you are completely proficient, as long as you don't encounter a large interface fragment, the fishing line will usually not break." ”

Qian Yang snorted lightly to show that he understood.

"Constant fishing line is just basic, and then all you have to do is improve the purity of the bait, otherwise the fish won't eat your junk. ”

Qian Yang gave him a blank look.

"Improving the purity of the bait is actually to remove the impurities inside, and the higher the quality of the bait, the higher the chance that the fish will bite the hook. Many people have their own methods in this area, some of which work better and some work poorly. However, beginners like you don't need any methods, and if you practice the methods in the spirit bait technique, you can barely pass, and you can always catch one or two blind fish in three or two days. ”

"Can you only get one or two in three or two days?" I see that the uncle next to me has already caught several fish in the past two days!" Qian Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Others naturally have other people's methods, but I have a method passed down by my ancestors to improve the quality of the spirit bait, and the effect is better than most people's. He Bin smiled.

"Really, then teach me quickly!" Qian Yang couldn't care about face when he saw good things.

"Do you really want to learn?" He Bin asked.

"Of course I want to learn!" Qian Yang nodded again and again.

"Hehe!" He Bin's smile was gone: "The secret technique of the family, I will not pass it on!"

"You ......" Qian Yang really wanted to slap himself in the face, he should have known that there must be something wrong with He Bin's ugly smile.

He Bin turned around: "Improving the quality of the spirit bait is a long-term kung fu, relying on understanding and perseverance, in fact, there is no quick way, you can slowly explore it yourself in the future!"

"I'm groping for myself...... Then what are you going to do!" Qian Yang muttered.

He Bin pretended not to hear, he was just coping with errands, this kind of annoying student, he didn't want to teach well.

"When there are fish willing to eat your spiritual bait, you can use your spiritual power to suck it from the fish's mouth and bring it up. He Bin continued.

"Is this difficult? I don't see much introduction to the spirit bait. Qian Yang asked again.

"This is not difficult at all, and people with a normal IQ will not fail once. He Bin pouted.

"Oh, that's good!" Qian Yang was relieved.

He Bin continued: "It is not difficult to suck the fish, the difficult thing is that you have to be careful about the cutting of interface fragments when you lift the line, and only by ensuring that you can connect the fishing line during the movement can you be considered a qualified angler." ”

"Is there any trick to this?" Qian Yang hurriedly asked.

"Find out for yourself!" He Bin coldly dropped this sentence and walked back without looking back.

As soon as Qian Yang saw that He Bin was leaving, he immediately became anxious: "Didn't you say that you want to discuss fishing skills together?

He Bin didn't care about Qian Yang's resentment at all, and replied casually: "Can you understand the technique when I tell you?" When you catch a hundred fish by yourself, tell me about the rest!"

"What? a hundred?" Qian Yangyang pinched his fingers and calculated, if he could catch one or two fish in three or two days according to He Bin, wouldn't he have to spend at least half a year here?

The task of the Misty Forest is still waiting for Qian Yang, it is not a big problem for you to let him play by the river for ten days and a half months, but if he plays for too long, not to mention whether it will delay the business, even he himself can't get over the hurdle in his heart!

glared at He Bin's back, Qian Yang understood that this thing didn't want to teach him well at all. It seems that if you want to learn this craft, you still have to fall on the beautiful sister.

However, although He Bin said that he had a bad attitude, he was right about one thing, that is, he really didn't understand when people taught him skills now. In that case, let's practice by ourselves first, and you have to catch a fish before you can play tricks on others, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Qian Yang settled down to practice by the river. Qian Yang is not without perseverance, he is the kind of paranoid who can grit his teeth without eating or sleeping before he studies something clearly. But his enthusiasm comes and goes as fast as he wants, and when he gets what he wants to figure out, his lazy nature will instantly extinguish the fire in his chest, and the addiction he has been haunted by the Internet will be cured in an instant.

At this time, Qian Yang was considered to have entered a state of Internet addiction, gritting his teeth and staying up by the river for four days and three nights without eating or drinking, and his two eyes were full of red bloodshots.

In the past few days, Chen Ying has come more than once, and when she saw the crazy Qian Yang, she could only shake her head and smile bitterly, unable to say a word of comfort. And He Bin only came once, glanced at Qian Yang from a distance and then stopped appearing, not knowing what he was busy with all day.

Hard work pays off.

The number of times Qian Yang threw the rod gradually decreased, and the originally thick fishing line gradually became so thin that it was difficult to see the naked eye, and the spirit bait at the end of the fishing line was even more refined and showed a lot of agility.

The visible progress made the expression on Qian Yang's face gradually soften, the right hand holding the rod slowly became relaxed, and the green tendons that had gathered for many days on it slowly dissipated into invisibility.

It's getting late, and at this time of day, the river is always exceptionally calm. The wind also calmed down, and the bank of the Spirit River seemed to be frozen into a beautiful picture.

Suddenly, the picture shattered, and the fishing master not far away let out a low shout, and then lifted the rod and reeled the line. In his hectic, he kicked several pieces of gravel at his feet into the river.

Qian Yang didn't squint, but he knew very well in his heart that people had another harvest, but when would his harvest come?

At this moment, there was a sudden unfamiliar vibration on the fishing rod, which frightened Qian Yang Hao and threw the fishing rod directly into the river.

"This is?" Qian Yang's doubts only lasted for a second, and then he reacted, and as soon as his spiritual power turned, a suction force was generated on the bait. All he felt was that the bait was sucking in something, and suddenly it became extremely heavy, and the line seemed to be about to break at any moment.

What should I do at this time?

However, it will definitely take a process to reel in the line, and if you mention it with all your might, the already taut spiritual power line may be torn off at any time, and at that time, the cooked small fish will swim away, and there is no place to cry if you really regret it.

Qian Yang definitely wouldn't make that kind of low-level mistake, what he thought about the most in the past few days by the river was what to do with the fish being hooked, not to mention, he really thought of a good way for him.

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