Yue Feng: "I guess there might be a burst of activity right at the start of the match! Try to get a feel for the fish as soon as we start, and if it's lively, lower the float a bit to catch the suspended layer near the bottom!"
"A burst of fish activity? After a whole day of chaotic fishing, that seems unlikely," Zhao Zheng was somewhat skeptical.
"Just give it a try, I'm not sure either, but my intuition says so! They must have scattered more stress-relief meds after yesterday's competition, and after a night of rest and recovery, there might be a brief period of active biting!"
"Tsk, now that you mention it, it does make sense! Let's go with your plan! Anyway, I'm just here for fun, no pressure!"
"Haha, relax, you'll perform even better!"
After chatting for a while, it was time to enter the competition area. Carrying his fishing box and rod bag, Yue Feng found his designated fishing spot for the match.
