They have been fishing for a while.

But they basically BBQed and fished at the same time, so they weren't very hungry.

Only Fang Hao hasn't eaten much. He ate something at first, but then he stopped eating.

Very focused on fishing.

"No, you can eat first."

Fang Hao didn't want to eat it yet. He still wanted to wait for the fish to be caught before eating some.

soon.

You will catch fish soon.

Fang Hao firmly believes in this.

It's just that after a long time, the fishing rod still didn't move for a long time.

The others also failed to catch any fish and began to lose their composure.

"We won't really be able to catch any fish today, right?"

After finishing speaking, everyone looked at Fang Hao together.

It doesn't matter if they can't catch fish, but the other side has to catch fish.

This is related to whether they want to drink the lake water later.

Looking at the calm lake surface, they all felt a little worried.

The main reason was that Fang Hao's luck in not catching fish really made them doubt whether they could catch fish today.

"Is it possible that we didn't play well today?"

Everyone began to examine themselves.

"Probably not..."

"I think our nest making this time is pretty good. We used more materials than usual to make the nest."

"That means we chose the wrong location?"

"Then it's even more impossible. As you just saw, there were other people catching fish nearby."

"..."

At this time, everyone looked at Fang Hao again.

Although no one spoke a word, the meaning was self-evident.

That means that if you can't catch fish, it's because Fang Hao is here.

They were infected with bad luck.

But it was hard to say this in front of Fang Hao.

It would be too hurtful to say this.

Fang Hao also pretended not to hear their whispers and was immersed in his own fishing world.

Stay calm, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

This is the self-cultivation of a fisherman.

"Brother Hao, help me look at the fishing rod. I'll go to the toilet first."

At this moment, the milky-red pink sitting next to Fang Hao suddenly felt his stomach rumbling and growling.

Maybe I just ate too much.

He is the one who eats the most among everyone.

I kept eating.

I just want to go to the toilet now.

A feeling of shit came over me.

I wish I could break through the restraints and rush out of the claustrophobic passage.

The creamy pink girl asked Fang Hao, who was standing next to him, to look at the fishing rod, and he immediately went to the toilet to take care of his personal needs.

Not long after this person ran away, Fang Hao noticed that the other person's float moved.

Huh?

Such a coincidence?

The other party just left not long ago, and now the fish is on the line?

So if you catch a fish, does it count as your own? Or does it count as the other party’s?

Seeing that the opponent's fish float was moving, Fang Hao didn't have time to think too much and came to the place where the opponent placed the fishing rod.

Waiting to catch the fish.

Everyone in the live broadcast room became energetic when they saw Fang Hao leaving his position and coming to the other side.

Pay attention one after another.

"Is there any fish?"

"Holy crap, aren't you going to catch a fish?"

Everyone suddenly became nervous.

"Then does this fish belong to others? Or does it belong to the anchor?"

Just like Fang Hao was thinking just now, many water friends are also thinking about this issue at this moment.

"This fishing rod doesn't belong to the anchor, so it definitely doesn't belong to the anchor."

"This fish belongs to Brother Fenzi."

"That's right."

Water friends all agreed that even if the fish was caught, it did not belong to Fang Hao, but to someone else.

They weren't too worried about catching fish this time.

Anyway, everyone has reason to think that this is not something Fang Hao caught.

Moreover, as soon as a person steps forward with his front foot, the fish bites the bait with his hind foot.

If the other party holds it in for a little longer, can he catch the fish himself?

But having said that, everyone still wanted to see Fang Hao catch the fish.

The water friends attending the fishing party at the scene were also watching.

However, they had different ideas from the water friends in the live broadcast room. They believed that the fish was caught by Fang Hao.

This is related to whether they want to drink the lake water or not.

Of course they thought this was caught by Fang Hao!

Everyone looked at Fang Hao.

The pressure was put on Fang Hao again.

…

Fang Hao tightened his grip on the fishing rod slightly, not making too much noise for fear of scaring the fish away.

It doesn’t matter whether the fish is on your head or not.

But as long as he caught it with his own hands, he would be satisfied.

However, when he held the fishing rod, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

It doesn't feel right in the hand.

This feel was all too familiar to him.

The few times I have caught other things recently, they all feel like this.

This is completely different from the feeling of catching a fish.

Isn't it?

If it weren’t for my own fishing rod, I would catch these?

Fang Hao was a little speechless.

I just caught a scrapped motorcycle.

It won't stop.

But no matter how much he complained, he still had to catch this thing.

He tried pulling it, but the weight wasn't too heavy.

I'm sure it's not a corpse.

Slightly relieved.

What he fears most is catching corpses, and anything else is easy as long as they are not corpses.

He could feel that what he caught would not be a corpse.

There's no way the body could be that light.

But he wasn't sure what it was exactly.
To be continued...