Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King-Chapter 598 - 344: Not a Great Draw

"What the heck! Are you serious?"

Zhang Yang was extremely surprised to hear Han Mocheng's statement.

After all, a rich kid who drives a Land Cruiser in off-road style doesn't seem to have anything in common with a place like a bait factory that mainly involves heavy labor.

"Who's joking with you! It's just half a month's work, right? What? Can't I go?

You just say yes or no, I'm picky, there aren't many teams or companies that catch my eye, but our company just did.

What you said before is right, entering the team, positioning is indeed a problem!

Since I have thoughts, I definitely can't make it hard for you, relying on family background, money, and material-based respect is useless to me!

In terms of attitude, our old Han is definitely not vague!

It's decided then, right after this competition, I'll report to the factory! I want to see, if Xiaobao can stay there, can I not endure it and run halfway?"

This statement completely cornered Zhang Yang. There's no way forward or back now.

"Uh, are you sure you don't want to reconsider?"

"I'm done considering! We're all grown men, one spit is a nail, it's decided! I'll report back later!"

When Han Mocheng made his statement, he changed from his usual calm demeanor, and there was a hint of rogue flair in his tone and body language.

"Alright then, let's study after the competition!" Seeing Han Mocheng's seriousness, Zhang Yang half-heartedly said.

"With your words, this trip tonight wasn't in vain! I'm preparing to go back, want me to take you somewhere to relax?" Han Mocheng casually lit a cigarette, speaking in a relaxed tone.

Zhang Yang pouted: "Forget it, there's a competition tomorrow! Be careful on your way back!"

"Got it!"

...

Just like that, Zhang Yang watched as the Land Cruiser turned around and drove out of the small courtyard of the hotel, disappearing into the night.

Even after Han Mocheng's car left, Zhang Yang still felt a bit confused, damn it, this guy doesn't play by the rules, dealing with Liu Zi and Xiaobao, Zhang Yang can fully control the situation, but facing Han Mocheng, he inexplicably got led by the nose.

Forget it, already agreed, so just take it slow.

Anyway, temperament is not a big issue, if other issues are really uncertain, then let's set some ground rules.

...

After sorting out the matter with Han Mocheng, Zhang Yang leisurely went upstairs, the intoxication almost gone, Zhang Yang took a shower and then went to bed early, quickly falling into a dream.

Early the next day, at five-thirty, Zhang Yang woke up on time, washed up, and went out, waking up all the team members, and then a group of people loaded the car early and set off directly to the venue for the second day of the Fishing King Cup preliminaries.

Because they set off early, so when Zhang Yang and the others arrived at Jiulong Mountain Villa, there weren't many cars in the parking lot.

Zhang Yang and his group parked their car, unloaded their equipment, found a spot close to the entrance of the competition venue, and started preparing for the second day in advance.

There are a total of eight matches, the projects drawn yesterday won't be drawn again today.

Calculating this way, Zhang Yang still has two events today, namely slow fish target fish and fast fish mixed breeding, each with two rounds.

After the completion of yesterday's four matches, the team members have basically summarized the fishing situation of the four ponds and, as the captain, Zhang Yang has a clear concept of the two projects he hasn't yet competed in.

After a night's continuous aerator humming, it can be predicted that the fishing situation in the first game of the morning should not be too bad.

As for the usage and amount of bait and additives, Zhang Yang just gave the team members a general range, and he himself plans to prepare on-site according to the fishing spot situation after the draw is over and they enter.

The morning passed by eating breakfast and waiting for the draw, unconsciously reaching seven-thirty in the morning, when the staff announced over the loudspeakers to begin the draw and prepare to enter!

Upon hearing the call, Zhang Yang casually took out his phone, logged into the draw page, muttered a few words with a frown, and then gently tapped the draw button with his finger.

The fishing spot numbers flashed quickly, finally stopping at a spot number.

Pond No. 3, A18!

"Damn!" Unable to hold back after seeing the spot number, Zhang Yang swore.

Pond No. 3, high-density mixed breeding, A area spot 18.

To someone who doesn't understand, seeing Zhang Yang drew a lot for the high-density mixed breeding pond doesn't seem like a problem.

High-density mixed breeding, after a night's oxygenation recovery, the fish bites should be decent, so why does Zhang Yang seem unsatisfied with the draw results?

This involves a detail only competitive fishing experts would pay attention to.

As time passes, the order of different matches significantly affects an angler's results.

How to understand this? For example, take Zhang Yang now.

He drew for a mixed breeding pond, meaning the next two morning matches are both for mixed breeding.

In the afternoon, the last two matches will definitely be for Pond No. 1 slow fish target fish. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

What's the impact on performance?

Think about it, high-density mixed breeding means a higher probability of encountering biting fish, right?

And for slow fish target fish? The original density in the pond is not high, and after six rounds of repeated fishing and releasing, the biting state of the fish has been extremely squeezed. By the time the last two matches come, the fishing situation can be foreseen as extremely difficult.

For competitive fishing experts, good fishing conditions are not feared, as skills back them up, and as long as they perform normally, they can catch decently.

But what happens when the fishing situation is poor?

The gap between experts and regular people diminishes, and strength no longer dominates; instead, luck plays a bigger role.

The reason Zhang Yang couldn't help but complain after seeing the number is because he realized this point and was not very satisfied with the draw results, thus reacting this way.

"Boss, what's your spot number? Not good?" Meng Fan, noticing Zhang Yang's odd state, asked concernedly.

Zhang Yang irritably scratched his head: "Damn it, mixed breeding in the morning, target fish in the afternoon! Not very lucky, what about you?"

Meng Fan replied: "Fast fish target fish in the morning, slow fish mixed breeding in the afternoon! Pretty much the same situation as you! Not great either."

The two were quietly discussing, and then Xiaobao excitedly shouted from the side.

"Corner spot! I drew a corner spot! Hahaha, luck turns around, even I've got a corner spot this time!"

With Xiaobao's shout, everyone's gaze turned towards him.

Xiaobao showed everyone the number in his hand: "Tsk tsk tsk, my luck's not bad today, I even got a corner spot by luck!"

"Having good luck to draw a corner spot is a good thing, you can experience the fishing situation there! If the previous performance wasn't good, don't get discouraged, for the next four rounds, keep a positive attitude and fish well, it's all experience!" Zhang Yang carefully instructed.

"Got it!"

"Don't just stand there! Get ready, time to enter! Come on!"

With these simple words, everyone carrying fishing boxes and bags of rods started to march in.

The second day's competition is starting in twenty minutes!