Old Man Song quietly explained to Guan Lang the simple knowledge related to fishing positions.
Why it is only briefly explained, on the one hand, it is too complicated and useless for novices to listen to, and secondly, because he himself does not understand it very well.
Of course, Lao Song himself would not admit the second reason.
According to Lao Song's explanation, fish have the habit of moving three times a day.
In weather that is getting warmer like now, fish will gather in deep water areas during the day, and only after dusk will fish swim to shallow water areas to look for food. However, this is just a general statement, and the specifics will depend on it.
Differences in fish species.
Some types of fish, such as the silver carp caught by Old Song just now, are very active fish. They are not afraid of heat. Even if the water temperature is already very high, they still have strong energy and appetite. That’s why Old Song could catch the fish just now.
One tail and other common freshwater fish have swam to the center of the pond between nine and five o'clock.
As for more detailed fishing positions, it depends on the growth of coastal vegetation, wind outlets, water surface shape, etc.
Old Man Song's fishing position is quite good. There are aquatic plants growing on the water's edge and it is located on a raised part toward the center of the water. You can throw the fishing rod as far as possible toward the center of the pond.
If someone takes a closer look at the distribution of this group of anglers, they will find that those excellent fishing spots have been occupied by various anglers.
In fact, Old Man Song didn't have much to talk about. He finished talking in a short time. He still wanted to say something, but he couldn't think of any additional points for the moment.
"Try it yourself."
Guan Lang nodded. He felt that he had almost heard it. It didn't seem to be difficult.
After pinching some bait, Guan Lang threw it towards the water in front of him to see if he could attract a few fish.
After hanging the bait on the fishing hook, Guan Lang gently flicked the fishing rod.
The floating ball quickly pulled forward with the fishing line, drew a perfect arc, and then fell into the water in the distance where the bait was just thrown.
"" Old man Song was speechless and looked a little envious. "You young people are still strong."
Fortunately, he can comfort himself with the fact that he is a technical person, and the hook is not thrown as far as possible.
Guan Lang holds the carbon pole with one hand, and his body is as straight as a strong pine. The sky in the distance is clear and clear, and beside him is a green pool that reflects the blue sky. The people and scenery complement each other, and the elegance is even more impressive.
He was obviously just a novice in fishing, but he still managed to show off the air of a master who was calm and calm.
Old Man Song was speechless and rubbed his eyelids.
If he hadn't taught Guan Lang so well and knew that he was a blind newcomer just a few minutes ago, he would definitely have thought that he was a master who was proficient in this art.
This atmosphere, this demeanor, as stable as a mountain, makes people really envious when they see it.
Old Man Song sighed. Time makes people grow old. Thinking back to when he was young, he was pretty good. He might actually be a little worse than the young man in front of him.
Many students who were sketching in the distance had already taken out their mobile phones and secretly took pictures of Guan Lang, who was standing by the water and fishing.
“So generous!”
"Yes, it doesn't feel concave at all. It's very natural and has a great temperament."
Several girls stopped drawing and were chattering away, talking about each other's words, vying for beauty and beauty, all of them were charming and charming.
Even though Guan Lang was dozens of meters away, they couldn't help but pay attention to their manners.
The boys sitting next to me were a little annoyed when they saw this.
"Is fishing so popular among girls now?"
"I will also learn to fish some other day!"
"Why didn't I realize fishing could be such a cool thing before?"
Several boys slapped their thighs, their faces full of annoyance, and they felt like they were late.
Until a low voice whispered.
"Isn't it because they keep watching because he is a handsome guy? He must have this kind of temperament when fishing."
The lively atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
Talk too much!
Several people stared at the man who spoke. Don't they know?
Can't we let them deceive us again?
Appearance is already lost at the starting line. Can't we increase our personal value by improving our self-cultivation the day after tomorrow?
After they have learned how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine, flower tea, etiquette, music, archery and calligraphy, they will roughly find that young girls actually like handsome people from the bottom of their hearts.
If he was handsome and had some special talents, he would be like Mo Shang Ru Yu and Gongzi Wushuang.
"Senior, senior, are you fishing?" A faint scent of shampoo came, and it turned out to be a primary school girl approaching.
Guan Lang glanced at her inexplicably and nodded. Isn't this obvious?
Moreover, the elementary school girl is not very smart. He is fishing now, so it is not convenient for him to talk.
Tang Tang blinked and sat down next to Guan Lang.
Although she didn't know why the senior didn't talk to her, she felt quite at ease sitting here quietly.
You can admire the white rocks in the pond and look at the senior students around you.
The sun was a little brighter, so Tang Tang took out a wet tissue and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"Senior, are you hot?" Tang Tang raised his head and asked, holding a small pack of wet wipes in his hand.
"Not bad." Guan Langyan replied concisely and concisely, holding the fishing rod firmly in his hand.
He has a good physique, so the sun is nothing.
"Oh." Tang Tang silently put the wet wipes back into his bag.
The old man Song next to him shook his head. If God hadn't rewarded such an idiot with a good skin, he would have been doomed to die alone.
"Xiaoguan, you don't have to carry the fishing rod all the time. Isn't there a fishing rod stand next to it? You just put it up." Old Man Song shook his head and said. "You and your little girlfriend can rest under the tree and wait.
Just pull it out when the fish catches."
"Little girlfriend?" Guan Lang looked around doubtfully, and finally his eyes rested on elementary school girl Tang Tang.
As soon as Old Man Song finished speaking, Tang Tang's cheeks suddenly turned red, like red cherries, and the roots of his ears were red.
"Old Song, you misunderstood, we are not boyfriend and girlfriend, she is my school girl at university." Guan Lang did not want to ruin the reputation of a young girl, so he quickly explained.
Old man Song glanced at the dizzy little girl with his old eyes, then glanced at Guan Lang, who was speaking righteously, and smiled silently. He didn't know what he was thinking of, but he looked a little nostalgic.
"Okay, okay, old man, my eyes are cloudy and I can't see clearly." Old Man Song laughed.
Guan Lang put the fishing rod on the pole, and Old Song didn't tell him earlier. He stood there stupidly for a long time, and he must be watching his joke.
He and Tang Tang walked to the shade of a tree and stood there. The wind picked up again, the branches overhead were rustling, the clouds were thin, and the sky above was clear.
"Senior, do you want a wet tissue to wipe away your sweat?"
"Well, give me one then."
Lao Song looked up at the sky. Two light clouds slowly floated over his head, blocking the dazzling sun.