Live Fishing Studio

Chapter 917

It's also possible! If we lead by a big score, we will naturally be noticed by the Fahrenheit team. From this motivation, it makes sense!

Fuck! These guys are so fucking contemptuous of people. I'll play in the next quarter and see if I don't blow them up!

Meng Weize spat viciously. It is not shameful to lose to others, but if you are ignored by the other party before you compare, it will hurt a bit.

How do you say something? Not very harmful, but full of lethality!

The third quarter of the game ended in this unhurried state. Meng Weize, who was full of anger, couldn't wait to go on stage. After taking the pole from Xiao Kai's hand, he gave Wang Xiaomin a very unfriendly look.

It happened that Wang Xiaomin looked this way when he was changing, and the gazes of the two met in the air.

One side is frowning viciously, and the other side is full of sharp eyes. After a confrontation, in terms of momentum, it can be regarded as half a catty.

What's the matter? Wang Xiaomin asked with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Meng Weize snorted coldly, and said, Hmph, it's okay! Don't think that if you win a few games with pinching fish, you'll be sure of us! There's still a gap of almost ten fish, let me come up and overtake you!

Okay! Anyway, my task is completed! Say hello! The guy who takes over my class is my brother, named Wang Zhen, just deal with him hard, don't give me face! If we lose in the end, Just let him take the blame!

Eh... Xiaomin, you don't bring such a thing, isn't this a scam? I've provoked someone! Wang Zhen couldn't help complaining.

Wang Xiaomin's almost joking words made Meng Weize feel unspeakably uncomfortable as if he had punched the cotton with a fist.

Come on, I'm going down! Let's talk again when we have time!

After leaving a word, Wang Xiaomin lightly stepped off the stage, leaving Meng Weize alone in the wind.

However, this mess is only temporary, and the results are temporarily lagging behind. Meng Weize quickly cleared up his mentality and began to throw poles crazily to speed up the pace.

After doing this, Wang Zhen, who played on the 4th, felt a little uncomfortable.

Meng Weize next door was throwing his pole and drawing frequently to lure fish. Wang Zhen wanted to stabilize his advantage, but he could only forcefully follow the rhythm. Finally, he managed to stabilize the suppressed fish situation. Because of the increase in bait casting, it became faster again.

However, Wang Zhen's control over the rhythm was not as familiar as Wang Xiaomin's. After a while, the kung fu nest fish was gathered together, and soon the frequency of eating far exceeded that of Meng Weize who was next to him.

Now, Wang Zhen was a little embarrassed.

Allow yourself to eat and not catch? It looks a little fake, as if the water was deliberately released.

How fast can you fish? The fishing policy implemented by brother Feng before the game was not implemented properly.

How to find a compromise between the two appeals became something that made Wang Zhen uncomfortable.

After fishing poorly for a while, Wang Zhen couldn't take it anymore, so he simply imitated Wang Xiaomin's state in the last round, and released the water openly.

When the next door caught fish, I just followed, and when the next door didn’t have anything to eat, I just lazy and paddled.

Seeing Wang Zhen lazily fishing, Meng Weize wanted to kill someone.

Damn, what's the problem? My hand was about to cramp, and the fish didn't move much faster, but the guy next door smoked a few strokes lazily, and the fish in the nest seemed to be lost forever.

Once the mentality is out of balance, it is difficult to adjust in a short time. Meng Weize gets more and more angry.

Seeing that there is no hope for hard work, anger grows from the heart, and he directly takes out a bottle of barley and sweet potato paste, tons and tons, and pours about three caps into the hemp balls. , Exudes a strong compound taste of barley sweet potato paste.

After doing this, it will be even more embarrassing. As a small medicine with a relatively high broad-spectrum, barley and sweet potato cream can be regarded as a must-have medicine for mixed fishing, practice poles, and take turns to compete. What a bad memory, I am already afraid of fishing.

Throw the medicated hemp ball particles with a high concentration into the nest, and the nest where there were many fish immediately became silent.

What Yue Feng told the students about the risk of adding medicine to the stuffy granules was explained by Meng Weize.

Meng Weize, who was suppressing his emotions, drew at least ten strokes before he suddenly reacted.

Something is wrong, I still had mouths intermittently before, why after the adjustment, even the small movements of rubbing the thread and rinsing the bait disappeared!

In the audience, captain Hu Changsheng saw this scene, and his palms were sweating.

When I saw Meng Weize adding the medicine just now, I felt bad. The amount of medicine is a bit too much, even if it is pure raw, I can't add such a large dose!

Seeing that the subsequent fish mouth was even slower, Hu Changsheng lit a cigarette irritably, and after a few puffs, he smoked until only the cigarette holder was left. This game is too difficult to play, so bad!

In the next ten minutes or so, Wang Zhen's little life became more comfortable. Meng Weize couldn't catch fish, so he rubbed two soft sticky bait cores, and sometimes he could catch fish. Meng Weize's mentality exploded .

Soon, the fourth quarter was over, and Wang Zhen led the Tianyuan Youth Training Team by at least ten fish in this single game. With the previous advantage, it was close to twenty fish, and he had caught more than ten catties of fish.

This is the result of Wang Zhen desperately pressing the buckle not to play all kinds of water, all kinds of laziness and sabotage. If he is a little more bold, I am afraid that he will not need to play in the fifth quarter and enter the garbage time early.

As the fifth fisherman at the end, Zhao Zheng took the pole and patted Wang Zhen on the shoulder when he came on stage.

Okay, the little rhythm in the last game was good!

Wang Zhen scratched his head: Hey! It's mainly because of the Meng team next door! Good luck, good luck, hahahaha!

Meng Weize, who was about to step down, almost lost his footing when he heard Wang Zhen's words and staggered. Was there such a thing as a shock? This is too shameless!

Hey, little brother Meng, don't go so fast, wait for me, I think we two hit it off, after the game, let's talk together! Seeing that Meng Weize almost slipped and fell, Wang Zhen teased Meng Zewei on purpose greeted.

Meng Zewei didn't even raise his head, pretending he didn't hear it.

At this moment, he can't wait to find a seam in the ground and hide it. How arrogant he is to speak harshly before fishing, how embarrassed he is at this moment!

Look at you, our coaches often teach us that when we come out to play, friendship comes first, games come second, you go slowly and wait for me, we can't be righteous in business! Let's talk about fifty cents! Let's discuss the fish game just now How to fish!

Meng Weize couldn't hold it back, he gritted his molars and said in a low voice, Get lost...

Hahahaha With the appearance of the two live treasures, even Zhao Zheng, who had always been calm on stage, couldn't hold back his laughter.