Live broadcast room: The fisherman who only fishes for Shi Jiugong never comes back empty-handed.
Qiao Xin ignored Zheng Gan's resentful look and started the live broadcast. The title was well chosen. As soon as the broadcast started, more than 100 people flocked to the live broadcast room.
In the car yesterday, Zheng Gan and Lin Hao suggested going to the secret hideout for sea fishing today. Although they were ridiculed by Lin Hao, as a fisherman, worldly views could not affect his mentality.
"Dear family members in the live broadcast room, let's continue to see what these two fishermen will catch today." Qiao Xin took the equipment and prepared the two of them.
"I believe the handsome boy will definitely gain something."
Zheng Gan looked at the comments and smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that there were still people who understood his strength. However, the next sentence made him so angry that he almost threw away his fishing rod.
"But I'm really afraid that Shi Jiugong will be caught and become a rare species. Then it will become a protected animal and we won't be able to eat it anymore. Sigh."
"Hahaha, the person upstairs has such a poisonous mouth."
"That's awesome!"
"Come on, Brother Xiao Hei!"
In addition to those who mocked Zheng Gan, there was also a fake fan of Lin Hao who mixed in.
"Hmph, today I'll show you what a true king of fishing is." Zheng Gan sneered, then quickly tied up the small live shrimps, and with a big swinging rod, he threw the line directly over 20 meters away.
Lin Hao was much calmer. He prepared slowly and chose a position opposite to Zheng Gan to cast his rod.
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw that the two of them were competing with each other from the very beginning, they immediately started discussing excitedly, and some of them even made bets out of curiosity.
Qiao Xin was discussing with the audience with a smile on her face. She was very happy to see the popularity in the live broadcast room growing. After a few days of growth, her number of fans has reached more than 7,000.
"Here we go, fish on!"
Zheng Gan's rod bent slightly, but he was a little worried at the moment, fearing that the first rod that came up would be an ordinary Shi Jiugong.
Judging from the degree of bending of the fishing rod, the fish should not be too big. I reeled in the line quickly and easily pulled the fish up.
Looking at the fish that was dragged out, Zheng Gan finally smiled.
"Oh my, it's not Shi Jiugong anymore."
"It's a sea bass, probably more than two kilograms."
"What a pity that the first shot wasn't from Shi Jiugong."
"Don't talk nonsense, who doesn't eat dumplings during Chinese New Year? It was just a mistake."
Sea bass, not bad, not bad, a good start. Zheng Gan was smiling happily, and even glanced at Lin Hao next to him provocatively. Now, as long as it was not Shi Jiugong, he would be satisfied with anything he caught.
However, Lin Hao did not react at all and quietly observed the situation of the fishing rod.
"Hmph." Zheng Gan snorted coldly and continued to swing.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the invisible competition between the two fishermen, Zheng Gan and Lin Hao, was still going on.
According to the previous situation, the result should be no surprise, after all, Zheng Gan is already famous.
What surprised all the viewers in the live broadcast room was that Zheng Gan was really assisted by God today. He caught a fish every ten minutes on average, both big and small. The live fish bucket was almost full.
The most important thing is that there is not a single Shi Jiugong.
The live broadcast room was in an uproar, and every time Zheng Gan caught a fish, he would come in front of the camera with a particularly cold expression on his face, pretending to be a writer to the extreme, and leaving everyone with an extremely lonely back!
"Is he making fun of us fishermen who often fly into the air?"
"What should I do? I really want to beat him up."
"Ditto, how about we crowdfund and find someone to beat him up?"
"Ms. Anchor, if I get a rocket, can you help me beat him up?"
Qiao Xin's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said to the camera,
"No problem, I can provide paid beating services."
As soon as the words fell, the entire live broadcast room was instantly flooded with all kinds of gifts, big and small. The various special effects made it almost impossible for Qiao Xin to see clearly. The entire live broadcast room's barrage had only two words: "Beat him!"
Qiao Xin was just joking, and she never expected that Zheng Gan would be so hated by the public. There was nothing she could do since the other party had already paid, so she had to take action.
"Brother Gan, I'm sorry." Qiao Xin came to Zheng Gan and said apologetically.
At this time, Zheng Gan was still immersed in the joy of constantly catching fish, and did not pay attention to what was going on in the live broadcast room. When he heard Qiao Xin say sorry, he asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"
"The audience in the live broadcast room can't stand your pretentious behavior anymore, and have raised funds to let me beat you up. Just bear with it and it will be over." Qiao Xin said as she started doing stretching exercises.
Zheng Gan didn't react for a moment. What did it mean to crowdfund to beat him? When he saw Qiao Xin's actions, his face changed drastically. Just as he was about to beg for mercy,
"Sister Xin, I..."
Before he could finish his words, Qiao Xin grabbed his ear with her left hand, clenched her right fist and started hitting Zheng Gan's back, apparently not intending to give him any chance to speak.
"Okay, okay, good job, Miss Anchor, try harder!"
"It's really exciting, hurry up and head to the lower three roads."
"You upstairs are not going to a good place at all."
"Everyone, come and see! A fisherman pretending to be a pen got beaten up. Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality?"
"Wang Ye's Outing Picture?"
Zheng Gan was beaten so badly that he had no power to resist and could only beg for mercy.
"Xin...Sister Xin...please listen to my excuses. No, please listen to my explanation."
Qiao Xin showed no sign of stopping her hands. "No need to explain, just bear with it and it will pass. As an excellent anchor, I will still satisfy this small request from the audience."
"You call this a small request, thank you so much." Zheng Gan kept complaining in his heart, but did not dare to say it out loud.
Five minutes passed, and Qiao Xin looked at Zheng Gan, who was already dying, and nodded with satisfaction.
The audience in the live broadcast room also nodded with satisfaction.
"Haha." Lin Hao laughed again.
Zheng Gan glared at him fiercely, then returned to his seat pitifully, staring at the sea cautiously. He had given in.
Time passed again. They came here at eight in the morning and it was already twelve o'clock. They had been fishing for four hours.
Looking at his full fish box and then at Lin Hao's empty fish box, Zheng Gan could hardly suppress his smile. It seemed like he had won a great victory today.
However, Lin Hao had no expression at all. It was like he was a different person every time he went fishing. It was really strange.
"Here it comes, big stuff!"
Just when Zheng Gan was feeling complacent, Lin Hao suddenly shouted, scaring him so much that he almost fell to the ground.
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