Chapter 929: Extremely old slippery fish

This alarm clock ring full of age, Wang Xiaomin remembers that he only heard it on TV when he was a child, and his memory is a bit blurred. After all, he is a genuine post-00s.
　　 Just in a daze, Hu Changsheng stopped the alarm clock and got up from his seat.
　　 "Yes, Xiaomin, this kick and float is pretty slippery! It's not revealed!"
Wang Xiaomin scratched his head: "Hey, good luck. The fish in our pit is a bit similar to our club’s practice fish. When I felt it, I tried it. I didn’t expect the effect to be good! Captain Hu, your fishing frequency is also very fast. of!"
　　 "I can't be as fast as you! To tell you the truth, in our No. 1 object fish pit, it has been a long time since no one can catch the speed you fished just now!"
　　 "Count and see what the mantissa is! I don't think it's too much difference!"
　　 Hu Changsheng nodded: "Jiang Hui, find a pot and count the results!"
　　 Soon, a young angler at the head of the line responded, turned around and looked for the basin, and quickly counted the catch.
　　 Ten minutes later, the fish catches were counted, and the result was shocking.
　　Wang Xiaomin had 92 mantissas, Zhao Zheng had 67, Han Luofeng had 9 and Hu Changsheng had 7 mantissas.
　　 pinch fish top four, the kick club trio occupied three, only Zhao Zheng's performance was slightly worse than Hu Changsheng's, eleven fishes less.
　　 After reading the head scores, and then looking at the scores of other ordinary students, it is a bit irritating. Four of them have passed 30, seven of them have passed 00, and there are three people who only caught 70 or 80 tails.
Especially Xiao Gang, who was next to Wang Xiaomin, made a bottom of the fishing. The first half went smoothly and fished a little bit. After Wang Xiaomin’s nests gathered, the fishing became slower and slower for the next twenty minutes. The staring eyes were completely shut up. In the end, there were only 63 poor results.
"Tsk tusk tusk, Lao Hu, your host is a bit too much? Our three brothers have come from a long way, but there is no need to release the water like this! This result is not your true strength!" At this time, Han Luofeng noodles Came over with a smile.
　　 When Han Luofeng said this, his tone was very natural, as if friends who had a good relationship were joking with each other, but when the words reached Hu Changsheng's ears, they completely changed the taste.
　　 "What Xiao Han said, is it a joke that our team members are poor in skill? We admit it if they are not as skilled as others, but this is a bit too much, right?"
try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 "Isn't there any complaints, it's just a matter of fact! In the past, even the second-tier youth training players had better skills than they are now! Big Brother Hu, you must have told them to release water!"
Hu Changsheng waved his hand: "If you lose, you lose. Why do you find so many excuses? It's useless to say more! It's getting late, and the small stove in the restaurant should be almost arranged. Let's go eat first! We're full and drunk. If you are fine in the afternoon, pinch, I will transfer the color to you later on WeChat!"
　　 "Then the feeling is good! Anyway, nothing happened in the afternoon, I'll have a drink with you at noon!"
　　 It is an understatement to expose the loss of the pinch. This alone can already see the city house of Han Luofeng and Hu Changsheng.
　　 The lunch at lunch was pretty good, with chicken and fish, Hu Changsheng took the lead in having a meal with Han Luofeng and the others.
　　 I don't know if it was like trying to find face on the wine table in the morning. Hu Changsheng persuaded the wine to be extremely fierce, and unknowingly poured a pound of high white wine into Han Luofeng.
　　 Zhao Zheng originally had a good amount of alcohol. Seeing that Han Luofeng drank too much to help block the alcohol, he was also filled with too much. After a lunch, the small team of three people was surprised that only Wang Xiaomin, who was not drinking, retired.
After lunch, it was just over one noon. Wang Xiaomin and Lao Hu sent the two drunks to rest on the sofa in the reception room. After working for a while, they saw the players outside the window and began to practice pole again under the sun. Wang Xiaomin was also comfortable. Can't help but come to the fishing field.
　　Wang Xiaomin walked in and asked: "It's such a hot day, Brother Hu, your team is training at noon!"
Hu Changsheng's face was wine-red, but his consciousness was very clear, and he said, "On his own site, I was kicked over by you guys. What qualifications do you have to be too hot? Leng Xiaojun didn't come back, or else I saw this group of players. The performance of his lungs can blow up!"
　　 "Pinch the fish, there is a lot of luck in winning or losing! Maybe we have another game, and we will lose too badly! Seeing you are all down, my hands are itchy again, count me?"
　　While talking, Wang Xiaomin rubbed his hands and challenged strangers and strange fish. The sense of accomplishment of conquering has made him a little addicted.
　　 "If you want to play, I will accompany you to play in the mixed breeding, and the little ones of them will not go, and the next shot will be for nothing!" Hu tried pointing to the other pit next door and said.
　　 "Okay, polyculture is polyculture! I don't know what the density of the pit is? Is there anything I need to pay attention to? The last game is thanks to Brother Hu reminding me not to float!"
try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 "Old slippery fish, more than seven or eight years old, only the kind that is not long! The pick-up team and the bait state! Nothing else! Density is fine too!"
　　 "Aoao, that's OK, I like fishing for old slippery fish, it's interesting to choose a mouth!" Wang Xiaomin nodded.
　　 "Get ready, start fishing in five minutes!"
"it is good!"
　　 For polyculture of old slippery fish, Wang Xiaomin also has his own coping strategies, such as the ultimate bran. UU reading www.uukanshu.com added to the bait has a very good effect.
　　 Wang Xiaomin opened two kinds of bait according to his own knowledge, and then opened the small sub-line box for fishing and sliding fish to prepare for the game.
　　 I don’t know how big the individual fish is. Wang Xiaomin’s preparations are very delicate, with 0.6 large thread, 0.3 strand, No. 6 sleeve hook, a typical thin thread hook. Specially used to deal with old slippery fish.
　　 The temperature is low at noon, and the taste of the bait is relatively large, and the compound fruit acid is specially added to promote the opening. Everything is ready, and I said hello, only two people started pinching.
　　 Starting from throwing the first shot, Wang Xiaomin quickly entered a fighting state.
　　 Double-hooked soybean grain-sized rubbing bait, after entering the water, it began to stare at the float.
　　 Unexpectedly, at noon, the fish mouth was very active. Just as he turned over on the first float, he gave a pause.
　　 Wang Xiaomin didn't know the depth, so he took a tentative shot.
　　 Good guy, it's a good pause, I didn't even feel it, the first empty gun.
　　 I wipe it! Wang Xiaomin couldn't help but murmured a little while taking the fragrance orally, and once again he did not believe in evil and threw the bait into the water.
　　 Yukou is still very positive. This time Wang Xiaomin deliberately put two mouthfuls to pick the most stable one to lift the rod, but still nothing!
　　 Two empty guns in a row, Wang Xiaomin knew that he had encountered the extremely old slippery fish!
　　 So he raised the pole without hesitation, directly cut off the 0.3 strand and replaced it with the thinnest 0.0# ultra-fine strand.
　　 As for the changes in the floats caused by the difference in hook numbers, Wang Xiaomin did not deliberately adjust, but just pushed up the floats a few times, and then tried fishing again.