"We all know each other, why keep it a secret from me?" Ding Wen's originally smiling expression instantly stiffened, and he muttered with a slightly dissatisfied tone.
Zhang Yang chuckled, "Can't be helped, I promised a friend, and I can't break my word. Please bear with me, buddy!"
Having said this much, there's nothing more to argue about. Ding Wen nodded to Zhang Yang and turned away.
Once Ding Wen had walked away, Meng Fan sidled up next to him, "Yang, are you close with him?
If I remember correctly, we only met him once two days ago, right? And he immediately asked about bait? He's shameless!"
Zhang Yang laughed and waved his hand, "Probably just asked casually, let's not think too much! Come on, Xiao Meng, divide up the scatter bait; we'll be entering soon!"
"Okay!"
Meng Fan took another look at Ding Wen walking away, found a new plastic bag, and packed a portion of the bait Zhang Yang had prepared for himself.
On the other side, having hit a soft nail, Ding Wen had just turned around, and his expression turned cold as he headed straight for Ma Yuhua's team competing today.
"Teacher Ma, there's something I think I should mention to you, I just saw someone!" Ding Wen said slowly and quietly.
"What's up? Whom did you meet?" Ma Yuhua, who was also preparing bait, looked up, full of questions.
"I ran into Zhang Yang just now at the northwest corner! Several of them came; this guy seems to have another new scent type bait, I wanted to go smell it, but he dodged!"
After speaking, Ding Wen deliberately leaned closer to Ma Yuhua and whispered, "Also, when I came to practice two days ago, I found them experimenting with float fishing; they've got a grasp of the target fish's condition, this guy if not guarded against, is a big threat!"
"Really? Why didn't you mention this when we were drinking?" Old Ma valued this information greatly, furrowing his brow slightly.
"I forgot about it; it only came to mind when I saw him today! Personally, I think you should let everyone know; if encountered, find a way to counteract!"
"Okay, I've got it!" Ma Yuhua nodded and fell silent.
These commercial competitions with ten thousand yuan in prize money are no small matter; at this point in time, the average level of competitive platform fishing is still relatively low,
Most of the contestant anglers are mostly surrounding fishing enthusiasts, more about participation, and not many truly have the strength to win the championship.
Veterans like Ma Yuhua, as long as luck isn't too bad, usually have a pretty good chance of achieving a decent result.
But Zhang Yang fishing on the float is noteworthy; the target fish has always been Old Ma's private backyard for picking up small scores,
If there's another strong competitor, his scores could be significantly affected.
In plain terms, someone is competing for prize money, no wonder Old Ma is paying such close attention.
Seeing Old Ma nodding without further discussion, Ding Wen didn't linger further and returned to his fishing box, waiting for the opening ceremony to end and draw lots for entry.
After another ten minutes, Old Ma completed his bait preparation too; he casually packed the prepared bait into his fishing box, closed the lid, and headed leisurely towards a nearby prefab building.
This was the temporary office, where referees, organizers, and hosts were all present before the match start. Ordinary anglers were not allowed to enter randomly,
But Ma Yuhua had a position in the City Fishing Association and was familiar with these people, knocked on the glass and waved, quickly calling a familiar referee out, the two moved to a corner smoking and whispering.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yang, who was well fed and prepared, unexpectedly sneezed.
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At 6:50, the main organizer of this event, Da Yang Fishing Tackle's boss Sun Xiufeng and the owner of the fishing venue, Old Ge, came out holding a microphone.
"All contestant anglers please pay attention! All contestant anglers please pay attention! Those hearing the announcement, please gather in front of the prefab building!
Let's welcome Boss Sun, the sponsor for this Marukyu Cup National Fishing Competition, to say a few words!"
With Old Ge's call, the anglers waiting to draw lots quickly gathered around.
Only then did people notice a large color-printed banner hanging in front of the prefab building, which served as a simple stage for the opening ceremony.
Da Yang Fishing Tackle's Boss Sun was also a knowledgeable person; he took the microphone and pulled out a simple speech to read aloud.
Sponsorship naming, after all, is about promotional effect, be it a commercial competition or a formal platform fishing tournament, this opening ceremony speech is necessary, containing things like corporate brand culture and fishing sports, nothing substantial.
Boss Sun's opening ceremony speech ended, quickly moving to the next phase.
Verification of signatures, drawing lots, and receiving registration souvenirs.
Regarding the lot drawing, today's competition was much more formal,
Reportedly, the fishing association prepared the drawing materials; the plastic balls opened to reveal a paper indicating seat positions, eighty balls for eighty people, verified and placed inside an acrylic glass transparent lottery box, public, fair, and transparent.
The drawing began in the order of registration, Xiao Meng, Zhang Yang, and Old Zhao stood at the back waiting to be called.
Xiao Meng glanced at the drawing situation on stage, excitedly saying, "Didn't notice the announcement, only now learned, there's a souvenir for registration too!
A set of small-packaged Marukyu Carp Bait! If you buy this yourself, it's not cheap!"