Hong Tao didn't know what he was shouting. He was probably cheering for himself. Judging from his appearance, he was probably encouraging himself to catch more fish. Since his teammates didn't give up, Hong Tao didn't have any worries and just followed one shot at a time.
As fast as he could, he lifted the sweetfish out of the water and loaded them into the pilot boat. Until the siren sounded to announce the end of the competition, Hong Tao's small pilot boat could hardly hold them anymore.
When Hong Tao stuffed the last sweetfish into the pilot boat and almost fell into the water when he turned around, a group of people stood darkly on the bank near him. Most of them were reporters holding cameras and cameras, and some were journalists.
There were so many reserve members and staff of each team in fishing uniforms standing on the river bank without making any sound. When Hong Tao finished the game and turned around, a burst of warm applause broke out.
"Bait!" Hong Tao's first reaction at this time was not to pose for them to take pictures, but to quickly look towards the pile of rocks where he put the bait.
At this time, the small ball of bait had been washed by the river water for more than an hour. Most of it turned into residue and flowed into the water. The remaining parts were scattered on the rocks. It is estimated that with a few more small waves, these residues will also be
Being washed into the water will not attract anyone's attention.
No longer worried about the bait, Hong Tao held up the fishing rod, pulled the pilot boat, and waded ashore step by step. As he walked, he made a few fishing moves that he thought were relatively cool, causing a crackling sound on the shore.
Shutter sound.
"Let me tell you, you can definitely show off your power. Our team is doing great today. Look at these reporters." Zhou Xiaoli's little face was flushed with excitement. When Hong Tao came ashore, she helped him untie the pilot boat from her body and was happy at the same time.
babbled.
"I can still show off my power at night, do you want to see it?" Hong Tao was also in a good mood and actually made erotic jokes with Zhou Xiaoli among a large number of reporters.
"Go away, I want to die, you must be sure that reporters don't understand Chinese!" Zhou Xiaoli's originally smiling face immediately became nervous, and her hand naturally reached towards Hong Tao's weak spot, but when she reached halfway, she suddenly remembered that this was not the right time to do that.
He made an overly intimate gesture and quickly took it back.
This occasion was really not suitable for flirting. She had just chatted secretly for a few words when she was surrounded by reporters. If Zhou Xiaoli had not been needed to translate, those reporters would have squeezed her out. With the help of Zhou Xiaoli, Hong Tao
, answered a few questions from reporters, and then with the help of Dawa company staff who came over after hearing the news, he successfully emerged from the encirclement and returned all the way to the starting point and refereeing location of the competition.
In fact, the Japanese are really stupid. They only have three referees, and they don’t check whether everyone’s fishing gear is illegal, let alone go to the fishing spots to check whether the fishermen are cheating. They just wait in place. The only thing they need
What is done is to count the number of fish in the fisherman's fishing boat, and use it as the only data to judge the performance.
"Won't they cheat? What if they brought sweet fish in advance and put them into the pilot boat?" Hong Tao is very dissatisfied with Japan's event organization. In his opinion, this competition is just like children's play house.
What a loophole.
"Well... It's not so strict in Japan. Anglers won't cheat. If there is such behavior, his teammates will immediately report it to the organizing committee, and no one will be willing to fish with him in the future.
Even if this kind of behavior spreads to his company and family, it will be a very big stain that will not be easily washed away in a lifetime." Zhou Xiaoli hesitated for a moment before explaining to Hong Tao the reason for such loose competition rules.
"Then am I cheating?" Hong Tao knew why Zhou Xiaoli hesitated. She was afraid of stimulating Hong Tao's feelings, so she tried to organize the language structure to avoid comparing China and Japan. However, her explanation still made Hong Tao very embarrassed.
, could my fishing method be considered cheating?
"I have asked Mr. Yae and Mr. Murichi. You are not cheating. There is no problem at all. As long as you do not use electricity, poison, etc., it is not cheating. The fish came here on its own, but they are very curious. Did you use it?"
How did you attract those little fish?" Zhou Xiaoli's answer made Hong Tao feel a little better.
The results of the competition came out quickly. The first place was undoubtedly won by Hong Tao’s Dawa fishing team. They caught 21 more fish than the second-placed Shimano fishing team. This gap is already very big.
Well, in previous competitions, the gap between the top three was just a few lines, never more than double digits. This record was broken by Hong Tao.
In addition to the first place in the team, Hong Tao also won the first place individually with a score of 79. These two championships allowed Dawa Company to firmly suppress its competitor Shima in this year's sweetfish fishing competition.
Shimano Company, since this is the last competition of this year’s Japanese fishing competition, if Shimano Company wants to take revenge, it will have to wait until next year.
On the way back in the car, Hong Tao's three teammates were completely different people. They kept apologizing to Hong Tao, saying that they were a little bit contemptuous of others and should not have impersonated Hong Tao's teacher, the old fisherman with gray hair.
Te Yae even said that he would become a disciple of Hong Tao, hoping that Hong Tao could stay in Japan for a longer period of time. If that didn't work, he could go to China to find Hong Tao to learn this magical fishing method.
Hong Tao felt mixed emotions at this time. He enjoyed the feeling of being treated as a demigod, but he also felt guilty. In his own opinion, this was cheating, especially to fool these simple-minded Japanese.
However, it turned out that people were still in the dark, which made Hong Tao unhappy. He had been playing conscientiously for half his life, but in the end, he allowed himself to do this, completely subverting their correct thinking, which would definitely affect their future research.
Fishing technology has a great impact, isn't this a disguised form of harm?
He drank the wine he brewed by himself. Whether it was because he was happy or because of guilt, Hong Tao drank too much at the celebration party hosted by President Tadao Kojima that night. He drank so much that he didn’t even know where he was. According to Beijing dialect, it was a fragment.
Yes, memory is lost in a short period of time.
A knock on the door pulled Hong Tao out of bed, who was still struggling with a headache. In fact, he didn't sleep much for the rest of the night. Sometimes he was thirsty, sometimes hungry, and sometimes had a headache. He didn't know how much he had been struggling with.
Anyway, it was already light outside the curtains, and he just didn't want to get up.
After opening the door, Hong Tao was not surprised to see Zhou Xiaoli standing at the door. Hong Tao was surprised to see Mr. Gangshi Muranyi and Mr. Yae standing behind him. He quickly let these two people into the room and asked Zhou Xiaoli to accompany him first.
Then, I ran to the bathroom to wash up, put on my clothes, and then returned to the room.
"Let's go when you're ready. Mr. Murichi and Mr. Yae have been waiting for you in the hotel lobby for a while." Zhou Xiaoli was very dissatisfied with Hong Tao's state.
"Let's go? Where are we going?" When Hong Tao heard Zhou Xiaoli say that he got up late, he quickly apologized to the two people and then asked Zhou Xiaoli in confusion.
"Hey, didn't you make an appointment with Mr. Murichi and Mr. Yae last night? You asked them to take you to a fishing gear shop. You said you wanted to sell fishing products." Zhou Xiaoli was really angry.
"I... I drank too much last night and temporarily lost my memory. I don't even know how I came back." Hong Tao quickly explained to her. It seemed that he had talked a lot at the banquet yesterday.
"Don't drink so much from now on, it will delay things. Now you know, just pack up and leave." Zhou Xiaoli understood Hong Tao's explanation and hurriedly explained it to Muranyi and Yae.
From the moment he left the room to the parking lot, Hong Tao basically apologized to these two Japanese fishing friends. They were much older than him and eagerly came to the hotel to pick him up. As a result, he sat in the lobby for more than half an hour without any trace of him.
None, this is no longer a matter of being polite or impolite, it is too immoral.
Mr. Murichi and Mr. Yae didn't worry too much about this. The four of them got into the car, driven by Murichi, and rushed to the first destination of the day, Dawa Company's largest fishing gear store in Japan.
