Chapter 1026 The Price of Maturity

Chapter 1026 The price of maturity

This feeling of being calculated by a friend he trusted made Yue Feng unable to recover for a long time, the baby just held his hand like this, silently did not speak.

A few minutes later, Yue Feng let go of his hand, glanced at the time, and said in a deep voice, "The draw for the second round is about to start! I'm going to wash my face and calm down!"

The problem that could be solved with bottled water on the spot, a group of team members didn't dare to open their mouths. They had never seen Brother Feng in such a state in public!

Except for the baby, no one else knew how honored it was to be regarded as a friend by Yue Feng. Unfortunately, starting from this tie, Yue Feng lost another friend whom he recognized from the bottom of his heart.

A few minutes later, Yue Feng came back. He went to the nearest bathroom to wash his face. His hair was a lot wet at the moment, but he was more energetic and his eyes became more normal.

"Attention all athletes, the draw for the second match begins!"

Hearing the field control referee yelling, Yue Feng nodded at Wawa and strode onto the stage.

He had already played against Qiu Guoyun in the previous match, and in the next lottery match, only Zhou Ziqing and Leng Xiaojun were left to choose one. For Yue Feng now, there was no difference between the two, so the mentality of the lottery was very calm.

Before the fishermen are divided into groups, this time the staff draws again for the next game, and the target fish is still mixed.

It's ridiculous to say it, with a 1/2 probability, the second game will draw another target fish.

"Tsk tsk, it's the target fish again. You even won Qiu Guoyun. I'm sure I'm not your opponent. You're fighting for the cold little army! If you're really unlucky to be with you, Xiaoyue, you can show mercy Ah, don't let me lose too much, shame on me!" Zhou Ziqing said to Yue Feng with a smile on his face.

Yue Feng grinned and nodded: "OK!"

The lottery began soon, and Yue Feng grabbed the numbered balls from the box again.

Zhou Ziqing!

Seeing this result, Zhou Ziqing curled his lips depressedly: "Fuck, I have a crow's mouth, good and bad spirits! Take it easy!"

Yue Feng nodded, but did not speak.

The lottery was over, and soon they were all in place. After Yue Feng put down the fishing box, he began to fine-tune the bait for the competition. After all, he had just caught the last game and knew the fish situation very well. As long as there were no accidental mistakes, Zhou Ziqing had no chance of winning.

But Zhou Ziqing didn't have this awareness. At this juncture, he had to fight no matter what.

Somewhat ironically, the medicinal wine used by Zhou Ziqing was given to him by Yue Feng, and it was only slightly less effective than the internal offering version.

In order to gamble on the advantage of the additive dose, Zhou Ziqing opened the bait with a strong smell, and Yue Feng could smell the strong smell of medicinal wine when sitting next to him. Needless to say, this was a big cost.

In contrast, Yue Feng used much less. The basis for adjusting the application of additives is the feedback of actual fish conditions, not personal subjective will. Yue Feng has already evaluated the one he used in the last fishing process. The performance of the bait is enough, add more small medicines, and change the game halfway, maybe it’s a wedding dress again!

Under this small calculation, the whistle sounded again for the second game.

Yue Feng and Zhou Ziqing pulled the bait into the water almost at the same time, and the competition officially started!

This match is almost a replica of the previous match between Yue Feng and Qiu Guoyun. Yue Feng still followed the old idea of ​​the previous match. It was good to do conservative fishing in the first half and not lose points. He followed Zhou Ziqing in terms of rhythm and frequency. . When changing positions in the first half, the two were even in a tie.

Seeing that his medication strategy worked, Zhou Ziqing was still a little excited. After all, no one would want to lose in a competition, not even acquaintances and friends.

But after changing places in the second half, Zhou Ziqing felt a little bad.

Yue Feng's frequency was too fast, the amount of bait he cast was too large, and the efficiency of catching the mouth was too high. As soon as he threw three rods in the second half, Yue Feng caught three double tails, leading Zhou Ziqing by three fish.

Only now did Lao Zhou realize that he was the one who increased the small fish-lure routine. Yue Feng was in the first half of the game, and the nest was hardly done seriously, and the density of fish was kept near the critical line. , much less than Lao Zhou's Wozi Cunyu in the first half.

If you do mental arithmetic without intention, the one who has no intention will probably lose. What if you do mental arithmetic with intention?

At this time, it depends on who has a deeper understanding of the nest, the fish, and the competition.

There is no doubt that Yue Feng is better than Zhou Ziqing in these dimensions, and the result is naturally doomed.

Half an hour later, at the end of the second half, Yue Feng also controlled the fish catch to be 10 fish ahead of the opponent. 125:115, Yue Feng won another round.

When he was stepping down after counting the results, Zhou Ziqing was a little depressed, and muttered: "It's still Xiaoyue, you are the fiercest fisherman, you really have no temper for fishing for me! I have used all the tricks that should be used! I still can't beat you!"

The corner of Yue Feng's mouth turned up slightly: "Don't be so modest, Brother Zhou, you let me go, I know! Otherwise, the first half could not be so big. After changing positions, three consecutive poles were double-tailed. The old fish in the nest Too much, who can bear it! It's hard to lose!"

At this moment, Zhou Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, and he adjusted after half a second, and said resentfully, "I accidentally added too much to what you said! I didn't mean to let you! We are friends offstage, and opponents on stage. , the attitude of fishing competition is still necessary! Are you right?"

"Hehe, yes! You have an attitude, you're fine!" Yue Feng was in a complicated mood, but his face was still calm.

Seeing that Yue Feng had won the two games in a snap, the team members surrounded him as soon as he came down.

"Okay Brother Feng, we're ahead of ten fish!"

Wang Zhen: "Old Zhou is kind, he knows to put some water on Brother Feng!"

"Six points have been obtained, win another game, and go directly to the finals! In the other group, Deng Gang also won two games. Currently, he and Feng are both on six points!"

Yue Feng took a look at Wang Zhen: "You know a shit, don't talk nonsense, what about water, buy me an iced Wahaha, I want ice!"

Wang Zhen was terrified by Yue Feng's gaze, obediently went to buy iced mineral water and came back.

"In the second game just now, Qiu Guoyun lost again! Leng Xiaojun now has 4 points!" Wang Xiaomin whispered.

Yue Feng nodded: "It's okay! As long as I don't lose to him, the extra point won't affect me! They are willing to calculate the third place, so let's count it. I only want to be the first! I don't want to be second. Rare!"

"Brother Feng, Xiaomin, what is second and third, I don't quite understand!"

Wang Zhen hasn't realized it yet. He is usually very clever, but today his head is in a daze, and he hasn't seen the situation on the field until now.

Wang Xiaomin walked up to him and whispered into his ear: "Brother Feng was tricked by Lao Zhou, don't mess with Brother Feng, be careful that he punishes you!"

At this moment, Wang Zhen turned his head and instantly clarified the cause and effect. The actual situation of co-authoring was not at all the appearance he saw on the stage. No wonder I was scolded just now!