I'm a junior in college this year, and I've linked my fishing check-in system.

Jiang Qian ignored him and continued fishing.

After surveying the waters before him for a moment, Jiang Qian thought for a moment and decided that this arrangement was still the best course of action.

"Set up the fishing rod first..."

"This place doesn't look like the kind of place where you'd catch something good today..."

Jiang Qian surveyed the area for a moment. The waters looked pristine and unpolluted today. With so many people around, the conditions for turtles to appear were much less favorable.

Since that's the case, even if he occasionally casts a couple of times while fishing with a platform, he doesn't intend to put much effort into it.

"Youth is the age for adventure!"

Just as he was about to set up his fishing rod, he heard Boss Ji call out from afar:

"Ahem, fellow anglers, listen up!" Boss Ji stood on a high point of the dam and announced through a megaphone: "Today's competition rules are simple. There are no restrictions on fishing methods; platform fishing and lure fishing are both acceptable. However, only the weight of mandarin fish and crucian carp will be counted."

"Weighted calculation: mandarin fish coefficient 1.5, crucian carp coefficient 1, and finally, the total score is calculated by weighting according to the formula!"

"One of these two types of fish is better suited for lure fishing, and the other for platform fishing. This way, everyone has a chance, and no one can say they're being biased."

Jiang Qian listened from the corner, finding it quite interesting.

"Are serious fishing competitions like this too?"

However, he wasn't in the mood to compare himself with anyone today. Since making up his mind a few days ago, he vowed to save money.

"Let's get started!"

"beep--"

With a whistle, the competition officially began.

The two sides of the reservoir instantly became lively.

Old Chen looked at Jiang Qian and said with a smile, "Young man, you're... using both hands at once?"

Jiang Qian nodded, "After all, there's a safety net!"

Old Chen sighed deeply and said, "Take my advice."

"Don't bite off more than you can chew. If you're only interested in platform fishing, you might not be good at lure fishing..."

Jiang Qian knew that Lao Chen meant well, but he was confident in his own abilities.

All the fish he has caught so far have been through his own hard work and perseverance. He believes that with his efforts, he can succeed in both lure fishing and platform fishing!

System, open it for me!

……

the other side.

The two local bloggers invited by Boss Ji are eager to get started.

One is a blogger known for lure fishing, nicknamed "Liu Feiyan," who is in his thirties; the other is also known for lure fishing, nicknamed "325 Zhou Ge," who is almost thirty.

These two people are well-known not only in Suzhou, but also in the fishing community. Liu Feiyan is famous because he won the runner-up in the Ningxia-Suzhou Lure Fishing Open, which makes him a semi-professional player.

"325 Brother Zhou" became famous because he only caught 325 grams of fish in a points-based lure fishing open tournament, which became a laughing stock.

These two have always been quite familiar with each other, but being fishermen, they inevitably harbor some mutual resentment, both openly and secretly.

Liu Feiyan's lure traced an arc as it landed on the water's surface. As he reeled it in, he explained, "This spot is good. There are underwater reef structures; mandarin fish like to hide in places like this to ambush prey."

Not to be outdone, Brother Zhou next to him switched to a deep-sea minnow and said to the camera:

"Look at this lure of mine. It's specially designed for bottom markings. Its swimming action is so realistic that mandarin fish can't resist it."

Liu Feiyan snorted coldly, "His lure has extremely poor versatility but is extremely difficult to counter. It's a medium-sized lure, don't even consider it!"

Zhou ignored him, glanced at the comments, and thought everyone would be discussing lures, but to his surprise, the comments were all the same:

[Will Brother Zhou's weight be 325 grams, 3.25 jin (1.65 catties), or 3.25 kilograms this time?]

Did you buy that lure for 3.25 yuan, Brother Zhou?

【所以325是什幺意思？{托腮表情}难道是指着名钓鱼主播周哥在2025年3月25日举办的钓鱼公开赛……最后结算为325分吗？】

【…】

In a fit of anger, Brother Zhou snapped, "I've said it many times, please stop mentioning the number 325!"

As soon as this was said, the comments section erupted in even more laughter, with some shouting, "Brother Zhou, will it be more than 325 grams today?" and "325 Immortal's latest masterpiece..."

He didn't answer, but continued to tell the viewers in the chat: "I will continue to demonstrate my strength."

He then threw out another lure, which made everyone near the reservoir and netizens laugh: the air around him was filled with joy.

……

Jiang Qian smiled as he looked at Brother Zhou.

Many years ago, when he was in junior high school, he watched Brother Zhou's live fishing broadcast and laughed out loud. Who would have thought that they would actually be together now?

"But how did Boss Ji manage to get these two here?"

These two are practically the most popular anglers among local anglers!

Beside him, Old Chen had already set up the fishing platform perfectly. He sat down on the folding chair, put up the rod holder, threw the float into the water, and exuded a sense of peaceful relaxation.

Do you know what the core essence of Taiwan-style fishing is?

"What?" Jiang Qian was used to this old comrade's talkativeness. It was rare for a middle-aged man to find someone to talk to, so he naturally wanted to confide in him.

"A combination of baiting and catching." Old Chen held up one finger. "Look at my bait, it's not dead, it's alive."

"With each cast, the bait is scattered around the fishing spot. The fish come attracted by the smell, first eating the bait, then getting more and more enthusiastic, and finally biting the bait on the hook, and they're hooked."

"It's like inviting someone to dinner. You can't just ask them to sign a contract right away. You have to serve some cold dishes first, then a few bottles of wine. Once they've had their fill of drinks, the contract will naturally be signed."

As Jiang Qian continued his conversation, he lowered his head and began assembling his lure rod.

The rod, reel, and PE line are threaded through the guides, the leader knot is tied, and a silver-white VIB lure is attached to the end.

Everything is ready.

He stood up and looked at the water.

Then he activated the new system function that had just been awakened yesterday.

The scene beneath the water's surface unfolded before his eyes, like a CT scan of the entire reservoir—

The movement of the fish was visible in pale blue streaks, dense yet orderly.

Jiang Qian glanced at it for a few seconds and frowned slightly.

interesting.

At the point where Brother Zhou and Liu Feiyan marked the plowshare, there were indeed schools of fish passing by underwater, making it a good spot.

However, the tracks were dark in color and the direction of movement was scattered. Although the fish density was high, the quality was uneven, with most of them being small, miscellaneous fish swimming around.

What's truly noteworthy is the patch of reeds beneath his feet.

Several bright trails extended from the deep water area, moving slowly along the dark channels at the base of the reeds, with a fixed direction and steady speed.

This is the route the big fish takes.

Jiang Qian immediately understood the situation and was overjoyed:

Others choose fishing spots based on experience, by observing the water surface structure with their naked eyes, and by their intuitive judgment accumulated over many years.

He only needs to glance at it to know where the fish is going!

This would be an unimaginable increase in lure fishing profits!

Jiang Qian adjusted his stance, turned sideways to face the edge of the reeds, flicked his wrist, and the lure rod drew a beautiful arc, landing precisely at the boundary between the reeds and the open water.