"You're just jealous."
Yang Wei was so excited that his face turned red. He continued to reel in the line and pull the fish toward the side of the boat.
Seeing this, Feng Ye knew that there was virtually no chance of anything going wrong, so he prepared to return to his fishing spot and keep watch.
To my surprise, as soon as I turned around, I saw Qin Aijun's dried fish bent into an arc shape, the reel being pulled and spinning at high speed, with line flying out wildly.
Clearly, they've caught a fish.
Qin Aijun, however, was completely unaware of this, his eyes shining as he stared intently at the bluefin tuna that Yang Wei had caught.
Feng Ye had no choice but to remind him, "President Qin, a fish has taken the bait on your fishing rod."
"What? I've been caught a fish?"
Qin Aijun was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. "Haha, I finally caught a fish!"
He laughed loudly and rushed back to his fishing spot, reaching out to take the rod down.
However, before my hand even touched the fishing rod, I heard a "bang" and the fishing rod snapped back instantly.
Qin Aijun stood there stunned, his face turning ashen instantly.
Feng Ye was also dumbfounded: "Did the wire break?"
"It's not broken, it just went nowhere."
Qin Aijun was furious. "Damn it, I had 500 meters of fishing line in this reel, and it's all been pulled out! This is unbelievable!"
"I guess the fish was quite big, and since we didn't notice it hooking up immediately, it had enough time to pull the reel empty."
Feng Ye guessed so.
"That must be the case."
Qin Aijun slapped his thigh in frustration and sighed, "Oh, I was careless. Why did I go and join in the fun? I should have just stayed with my fishing rod; then the fish wouldn't have gotten away."
"This really serves as a reminder to us that it's best to stay close to your fishing rod and not even realize you've caught a fish, ending up like you."
As Feng Ye spoke, he turned and walked back to his fishing rod.
The others, not wanting to become the next Qin Aijun, returned to their respective fishing spots, no longer daring to go around watching the excitement.
Of course, you don't have to stare at the fishing rod all the time, that would be too boring.
Occasionally looking up at your surroundings and chatting with the people around you can be a way to relax.
After waiting for about ten minutes without seeing a fishhook, Feng Ye began to wonder if the mackerel on the hook had escaped or been eaten.
He was about to reel in the fishing hook to check if the bait was still there.
The thought had barely formed when the fishing rod suddenly sank, followed by a frantic sound of the line being pulled out.
Feng Ye was overjoyed; finally, a fish had taken the bait.
It happened so fast, it was almost instantaneous.
He quickly grabbed the fishing rod, intending to take it off and insert it into the top of his belly to play the fish.
But the fishing rod seemed to be held firmly by something and wouldn't budge.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it off; it was as if it were welded on.
Feng Ye understood that this was because the fish was too big and he wasn't strong enough.
There was nothing he could do but stick the fishing rod into the holder.
However, this makes it difficult to control the direction of the fish, greatly increasing the difficulty of playing it.
The fish struggled frantically underwater, causing the fishing rod to shake violently, and the fishing line, which was taut, continued to slip out of the water.
In a short while, they had already gone nearly a hundred meters.
Although Feng Ye had tried his best to control the speed at which they appeared, the effect was not ideal.
The reel also contained 500 meters of fishing line, and now there were still more than 300 meters left. But if this continued, he was really worried that the fishing line would be completely pulled out, and that would be the end of him.
He wasn't worried about whether the fishing rod could withstand the strain or whether it would break.
Qin Aijun's fishing rods are all top-of-the-line, of excellent quality, and are said to be capable of catching fish weighing over 1,000 kilograms.
Feng Ye had also considered buying one and even asked Qin Aijun about the price, but was scared off by the exorbitant figure.
It's not that I can't afford it, it's that I can't bear to spend the money; it's too expensive.
Moreover, he doesn't have much time to fish these days; the fishing rod he bought mostly just sits there collecting dust.
Feng Ye was pleasantly surprised by the force he felt from the fish's exertion.
He judged that the fish that took the bait was most likely a tuna.
I just don't know what kind of tuna it is, is it a yellowfin tuna or a bluefin tuna?
As for bigeye and longfin tuna, that's unlikely, as they are relatively small and wouldn't grow that big.
Bigeye tuna weighs a little over 300 pounds, while longfin tuna are much smaller, weighing no more than 100 pounds.
Based on the force he felt, the fish must have weighed at least 400 kilograms.
Others also saw that he had caught a fish, but they didn't dare to gather around like before. They just turned their heads to watch, and occasionally looked back to see if their own fishing rods were moving.
Only Yang Wei came over.
After he hauled the bluefin tuna onto the boat, he ran into the cabin to wash it, then put on a hat and returned to the deck.
"How is it? Is it big?"
"Look at me, is it possible for me to become small?"
"Yeah, how does it compare to the previous giant grouper?"
“This one is much bigger. Didn’t you see the fishing rod is still on the stand? It’s because the fish is too heavy to take it off that it’s been left stuck there.”
Unconvinced, Yang Wei stepped forward to try it, then his eyes widened in shock. "Holy crap, is this weight really that heavy? I used all my strength, and there was no reaction at all."
"Absolutely, this thing is huge."
Feng Ye nodded with a wry smile, "Otherwise, I would have taken it off and started playing with the fish long ago. It wouldn't be as troublesome as it is now. I can't even control the line, and it keeps going out of control."
Yang Wei looked on with envy: "Tsk tsk, you're really lucky, this is the second big one."
"Good luck isn't always useful. Look at how quickly they've qualified; it might all be for nothing."
Feng Ye looked at the reel with a worried expression, completely at a loss.
Fortunately, the tuna's strength was intermittent, allowing him to take the opportunity to reel in a little line, though the effect was minimal.
Every time the tuna exerts its strength, the line suddenly extends a large distance.
However, it can at least buy him some time and give him a glimmer of hope.
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