God, are you kidding me?

Even if you want to play, you have to change your posture.

Fang Hao feels so miserable.

Several fishing friends have caught fish, but there is no movement at all on his side.

What kind of world is this?

In life, the most painful thing is to watch others catch fish while you still have nothing.

So, why fish?

Are you happy?

Happy?

"Are you happy?"

Fang Hao sighed feebly in the live broadcast room.

"My surname is not Fu, my surname is Shen."

"Anchor, my surname is Xun, the name of Xun Wukong."

"The Sa family's surname is Zhang, Liu Bei's Zhang."

"???"

Fang Hao's casual question suddenly caused the style of painting in the live broadcast room to go astray. "Teme, who asked you what your last name is?

These water friends are all talented people.

All of them must have gone to Deyun Society for further study.

I feel tired and don’t love.

"Don't worry, host, if you can't catch a fish, we won't laugh at you unless you can't help it... hahahaha."

"Hey, don't laugh, I just used one percent of my previous skills today."

Fang Hao still wants to make a final struggle.

"Decades from now, when the anchor dies, the only thing left in his body will be his mouth."

"Anchor, please show me 100% of your skills."

"No, I'm afraid I'll scare you."

"And we need to protect the ecological environment. What if we catch too many fish at once and the ecology loses balance? Do you know why there is a closed fishing season in the Yangtze River? It is to protect the ecology."

"Damn it, anchor, I can't answer what you said."

"It opened up the situation all of a sudden."

"So you have to believe in my strength. If I can't catch fish, it's all temporary. It's just that I haven't exerted my strength yet."

"6666."

"Then when will you be the anchor?"

"Ahem, it's almost time."

……

After all, Fang Hao was also worried.

He also wants to catch fish.

But if the fish doesn’t take the bait, it’s not his problem.

He also beat his nest several times.

Damn it.

No movement at all.

How could this be possible if it had been left in the past? A group of fish would have come to bite the hook long ago.

"I really need to test my luck when I go fishing in the future."

Fang Hao thought in his heart.

He thinks it's still a matter of luck.

Ever since I caught the corpse, my luck hasn't been very good.

Fortunately, I didn’t catch anything weird today.

This is a good thing.

Not far away, fishing friend Lao Sun caught another white stripe.

There is still no movement here at Fang Hao.

After Fang Hao hesitated for a while, he decided to change positions.

He put away the fishing rod, re-baited, and cast the hook again.

This time he threw the hook further and swung it far away with force.

The posture is very handsome.

It's probably several meters farther than before.

With a thud, he fell into the water.

The sound of entering the water is very nice.

Only the float is still on the water.

This location is considered a place where the water in the river is relatively gentle, and it is generally easier to catch fish.

Fang Hao continues to wait.

After changing places this time, I obviously feel a little different.

The float will move from time to time.

The float will move. What does this mean? It means that there are fish trying to eat the bait.

Fang Hao stared.

The whole person entered the state.

This time, he will not let go of this opportunity.

He must catch the fish!

After the fish tried several times, the float became quiet again.

But Fang Hao knows... this is not over yet.

Sure enough, after waiting for a minute, the float moved again.

Until, the float quickly dived.

Hooked!

Fang Hao immediately tightened his grip on the fishing rod in his hand. This was the moment he had been waiting for!

Fishing!

Damn, it’s not easy.

Fang Hao pulled the fishing line and felt the weight coming from the fishing line, which was a bit heavy.

I estimate it weighs about five or six pounds.

It greatly exceeded Fang Hao's expectations.

Not bad.

Before, Fang Hao just hoped to catch a fish weighing more than a pound.

Now he has caught a fish weighing five or six pounds, which must be good. It has exceeded his expectations.

He slowly pulled back.

No rush at all.

It’s not caught until you catch the fish.

If it got away, Fang Hao's thigh would be swollen.

"What? The anchor is going to catch a fish?"

When they saw Fang Hao's appearance, the live broadcast room instantly exploded.

"No way, this is definitely not a fish!"

"This is an illusion!"

"I bet it's not a fish either."
To be continued...