After the fisherman changed his fishing rod to a 7.2-meter rod on the 21st, everyone, whether they were competitors on the field or spectators standing or sitting on the dam, fell into a state of quiet.

They all wanted to see if contestant number 21 could defy fate and surpass contestant number 60 to take first place.

However, this somewhat silent scene, in the last hour of the final match, also put the game into a strangely oppressive state.

At this moment, all the remaining contestants on the field silently stared intently at the buoy in the water.

Every now and then, contestants would successfully catch the fish.

……

A little yellow tabby cat hopped and skipped to the edge of the reservoir.

Perhaps out of fear of people, it didn't approach the dam, but instead squatted down on the barren mountain west of the reservoir, staring with its big, round eyes at the contestants who were competing.

Those bright, piercing eyes seemed to be wondering what was wrong with these humans, why they were still breathing, but why they were all sitting still.

Suddenly, the closest angler, number 86, saw the float move and jerked his fishing rod.

This scene instantly frightened the kitten so much that it ran more than ten meters away.

But at times like these, no one notices this adorable little animal.

They were all staring intently at the fishing rod in No. 86's hand, wondering if bringing the fish ashore would allow No. 86 to return to the top three.

Unfortunately, after the judges weighed the fish, number 86 was still 3 points away from returning to third place, which is about the weight of a fish.

However, player number 86 knew in his heart that with this score difference, his chances of returning to the top three were still very high.

So he quickly baited the hook and cast again, continuing his final struggle.

Seeing this, Old John, who hadn't caught a fish yet, nervously gripped his fishing rod, afraid that if a fish took the bite, he might miss the catch due to his own mistake.

Over here, Old John and Number 86 are engaged in a fierce battle.

On the other hand, at fishing spot number 21, which attracted much attention, the float on the other person's 7.2-meter fishing rod remained motionless for a long time after it was put on the rack.

A breeze rippled across the water, and the emcee's voice rang out again:

"Attention all players, there are only 30 minutes left in the competition. Please stay focused and strive for the ranking you desire!"

……

30 minutes... 20 minutes... 10 minutes...

As the emcee's announcements rang out repeatedly at the fishing spot, the competition unknowingly reached its final ten minutes.

At this point, many players with large point differences had already relaxed and were starting to plan their time on stage to receive their awards after the competition ended.

Another gentle breeze blew by, causing Number 21's hair to sway slightly. He seemed unaffected by the countdown, his fingers still tightly gripping the handle of the fishing rod that held his last hope.

Five minutes passed quickly.

By this point, the competition was essentially over.

Number 21 lit a cigarette and sighed softly.

He knew in his heart that he had absolutely no chance left.

Fortunately, Old John, who was ranked third, caught another fish but failed to surpass himself by 0.2 points.

After staring intently at the buoy in the water for an hour, his eyes were now a little dry.

On the 21st, he finally let go of the fishing rod and gently rubbed his eyes.

But at that moment, in a daze, he suddenly realized that the float, which should have been standing upright in the water, was gone!

"Fish! Fish!"

"The fish is on the plate!"

"Number 21, what are you doing!"

Hearing the loud shouts from the audience on the dam, No. 21 suddenly came to his senses, realized something, and immediately grabbed his fishing rod and pulled it up sharply.

Then he felt a tremendous, violent force coming from the water.

Number 21 felt a jolt in his heart, quickly steadied himself, and stretched the fishing rod in his hand into a wide arc.

At this moment, everyone at the fishing spot became excited!

"Holy crap, holy crap!"

"Am I seeing things? A fish really came?"

"Go, No. 21!"

"Go for it, number 21!"

"Go for it...go for it...go for it..."

Suddenly, the spectators in the stands began chanting "Go! Go!" in unison.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Jianming from the TV station immediately instructed the cameraman to make sure the scene was filmed well.

Even Jiang Xia, who had been sitting, was shocked and stood up when he saw this scene!

Did he actually manage to do it?

He took out his phone to check the time and found that there were only three minutes left. He then sighed and shook his head regretfully.

For a large grass carp weighing over 20 pounds, it takes at least ten minutes to play it.

This fish is still too late!

Perhaps, at this moment, number 21, who was gripping his fishing rod tightly, also knew that he probably wouldn't be able to reel in that big guy underwater before the end of the competition.

But he was unwilling to accept it. Heaven had already caught the fish, why couldn't it have happened sooner!

At this moment, he abandoned the so-called techniques for catching big fish, and used all his strength to wrestle with the big guy in the water.

He wanted to use brute force to pull the big fish out of the water, regardless of whether the fishing line and rod would break.

"Go for it...go for it..."

The shouts from the dam continued.

But a competition is a competition, and the emcee's serious, deep voice rang out, instantly drowning out all other sounds.

"Attention all players, the countdown to the competition has officially begun—10…9…8…"

"3...2...1..."

"All participants, please put down your fishing rods, remain seated at your fishing spots, and wait for the referee's tally!"

"well……"

After the emcee announced the number "1", everyone at the fishing spot let out a sigh of regret.

At this moment, number 21 seemed to lose all its strength and stumbled as it was pulled by a large fish in the water.

The referee behind him, looking at the contestant in front of him, still spoke seriously:

"Number 21, please cut the line and put down the fishing rod."

Number 21 came to his senses, glanced at the referee beside him, then at the fishing rod in his hand, and for a moment seemed to calm down:

"Referee, could you let me pull this big guy out of the water?"

"I know this pull isn't considered an achievement anymore; I just want to see how heavy it is!"

At this moment, Jiang Xia also walked over. After hearing what number 21 said, the referee glanced at Jiang Xia.

After Jiang Xia nodded slightly, the referee waved to number 21, signaling him to continue.

After receiving the referee's permission, number 21 quickly gripped his fishing rod and refocused his attention on the big fish in the water.

Jiang Xia came to his side and looked at this contestant who was probably the one she regretted the most in this competition.

It was discovered that the corners of this man in his thirties' eyes were already wet with tears!

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