After all the commotion, in less than half an hour since the start of the fishing competition, many anglers on the north bank couldn't even bother to watch their own floats. They were fixated on Zhang Yang at the number one outer position, watching him reel in fish with the Flying Copy technique, prompting frequent exaggerated exclamations.
And Zhang Yang?
He had figured out the fish behavior and entered a battle-ready state, using double hooks with thread baits. Casting at a high frequency, he was completely immersed in an intensely focused state of fishing.
As for the exclamations and discussions of the people around him, he paid no attention whatsoever. When in a state of explosive connectivity, as long as the bait is set correctly, who has the time to worry about others?
He fished like this from before seven o'clock straight through until nine thirty.
For the first part, the anglers were exclaiming, but having paid hundreds in fishing fees, they definitely needed to catch some bites.
After more than two hours when the fish had basically stopped biting, the first young man couldn't hold back his curiosity and put down his rod to walk over to Zhang Yang.
Soon after, the second,
the third,
the fourth.
…
Before he knew it, a bunch of curious anglers had gathered behind Zhang Yang.
They were watching him separate hooks and bait, observing his casting posture, noting the timing of his catches, and admiring his stylish Flying Copy technique to reel in the fish.
This was an operation they had never seen before, completely overturning ordinary anglers' understanding of fishing for farmed crucian carp.
Could you really fish for crucian carp in a black pond like this?
"Buddy! Who taught you this trick?" Chen Xueqiang came up behind Zhang Yang and couldn't hold back, gently patting Zhang Yang on the shoulder and offering a cigarette to strike up a conversation.
Zhang Yang instinctively turned his head and was startled by the crowd of people behind him.
"Damn, what are you all doing behind me? When did you all get here? Gave me a fright!" Zhang Yang couldn't help but blurt out.
"Hahahaha!"
The onlookers burst into friendly laughter again.
"Well, Xiao Zhang, you have this skill! Handsome! Why hadn't I seen you use it before?" At this moment, Zhao Bingguang also walked over, chiming in at just the right time.
Zhang Yang accepted the cigarette from Chen Xueqiang, covered the flame with both hands, took a puff, and then leisurely said, "I figured it out myself! Didn't expect it to go so smoothly! Have you all stopped catching? Why aren't you fishing?"
"You, even with each cast, it's fine; but you're doing stunts here too, how could the brothers have any mind to fish!" Zhao Bingguang said with a cheerful laugh.
"No, it's very simple, everyone can try it themselves! It's just a matter of practice, not much difficulty!" Zhang Yang replied with a humorous sense of pride.
"Cut it out, watching you so adeptly, I tried it myself just now, either the line snapped instantly from too much force, or it flung backward, almost hitting my friend's face!"
"Hahahaha"
The crowd burst into laughter once more.
"I'm still getting good bites; let's not chat too long. See you guys later! This kind of exhilarating fishing experience isn't easy to come by, so I'll keep fishing first!" Zhang Yang greeted them and got back to his activity.
The onlookers understood his sentiment; after all, such a continuous sequence of fish bites is quite rare. So, they just stood behind him, watching the Flying Copy technique with great interest.
After two and a half hours of high-frequency casting, waves of fish continued to come into Zhang Yang's fishing area without any sign of stopping, and he didn't mind people watching behind him. Each cast was high-frequency with thread baits and scattered shots, trying his best to keep the fish holed up in the area.
Many anglers watched for a bit and then went back to continue fishing, but seven or eight of them stood behind him from start to finish.
Among them was Chen Xueqiang, who had approached Zhang Yang twice to chat.
As the saying goes, 'An amateur watches the fun, while an expert watches the technique.' With plenty of competition experience, Chen Xueqiang was the more knowledgeable one in the crowd.
Zhang Yang's fishing performance today completely exceeded Chen Xueqiang's expectations.