"The fishing at noon was terrible, not a single bite! Even if the Big Qing don't bite, some action from the Carps would be nice! Now, the float is as still as if it's in a water tank at home!"
"If the fishing stays like this until the end of the competition, that would be okay. What I'm afraid of is someone suddenly catching a big one and overtaking us by weight. That would be really frustrating!"
Yue Feng yawned and said, "It's common to see this kind of fishing when you're out competing! Don't let those exaggerated fishing stories blind you!
A friend of mine told me that a few years ago he chased contests around, and the weather was terrible. Out of four competitions, he got skunked three times! The only one he scored in was because he speared a fish. Just imagine how tough that was!"
"Ah, the main problem is that there's nothing to watch. We're all bored. Feng, why don't you start a topic or something? We can have a chat. If it goes on like this, we're going to fall asleep!"
