Hearing the whistle blow, Yue Feng put down his fishing rod and stretched his tensed arms and neck from the high-intensity competition.
211 tails!
This round's results were much better than the last. Yue Feng felt he had performed very well, and, barring any surprises, this count should also be a decent score.
"Hehe, you did well this round, Xiao Yue!" At that moment, a voice came from behind, Zhang Weidong's.
Yue Feng turned his head and saw that the referee had been behind him all this time.
Yue Feng, "Uh, Teacher Zhang, hello! When did you come over?"
"I've been here for a while, watching you catch fish quickly and came over to see! Not bad, the competition is over, and I should go back to tally the scores now!"
"You go ahead!"
After watching Zhang Weidong leave, it was only then that Tiantian sneaked over and whispered in Yue Feng's ear, "You stinky baddie, I have something to tell you, but don't scold me! I led a wave of momentum during my live stream just now!"
