The big fish that turned belly up slipped into the fish guard like an aircraft carrier returning to port, relying on the momentum of the pull.

Once most of its body was inside the guard, Zhang Yang quickly lifted the mouth of the fish guard, letting the entire fish along with half the line smoothly enter the guard.

Textbook-level big fish catching operation, flawlessly securing the big fish into the guard.

The big fish, feeling the constraint of the net bag, thrashed a few times inside the fish guard, but it was too late to struggle now. Zhang Yang arranged the line and slowly pulled up, grabbing a small pair of scissors to trim the lead skin, snapping another fishing line and playing the game!

Sitting back on the fishing box, Zhang Yang felt his heart pounding violently in his chest.

The big fish just now must weigh at least thirty pounds, and there's less than an hour left until the four-thirty end of the competition. With Zhang Yang's current catch, securing the group win plus topping the list for the largest single fish is a sure thing!

"Phew... phew, that was close! Liu Wenjun, did you see that just now? It was so thrilling, almost let it escape!"

Having completed his competition task, Zhang Yang didn't let Liu Wenjun off and subtly started conversational teasing.

"Hmm, lucky indeed!" Liu Wenjun, having no good mood, replied vaguely.

"No outside help is allowed during the contest. Just now, I suffered because of the small net head; did you bring the large net head?

If not, I suggest you change it early to avoid being like me, unable to fit the fish in the small net and having to use the fish guard mouth, playing high-risk moves!"

"You..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Wenjun felt his vision dark, almost falling headfirst into the water pit.

What does killing with impunity mean? Zhang Yang is truly doing this now.

Zhang Yang's fishing disrupted Old Liu's spot, and it's uncertain if any bites will occur until the end.

And now he's seriously advising others to switch to a bigger net head, leaving Old Liu no choice but to find 'kindness' in Zhang Yang's words.

"What's up? Did you forget to bring it? I have one here; I probably won't use it until the end, want to borrow it?"

The offer to borrow completely broke Liu Wenjun's defense.

Denied bait before, but now generously offers.

"I'm not feeling well, don't want to say a word from now on, just let me fish in peace without bothering me!"

Depressed, Liu Wenjun covered his eyes with his hands, speaking in a low tone, clearly on the verge of collapse.

"Not feeling well? Is there something wrong? Usually have any minor heart disease or hypertension? If there are problems, don't push yourself; it's not a small matter!"

Zhang Yang fully employed the habit of sticking once involved, continuing the conversational hurt.

Completely broken, Liu Wenjun stayed still without responding to Zhang Yang, feeling unwell.

Seeing the other party unresponsive, Zhang Yang finally stopped troubling Liu Wenjun, changing a new line and baiting the rod, continuing the competition.

After the big fish's repeated chaos, Zhang Yang's fishing spot wasn't any better than Liu Wenjun's, but he wasn't worried about the catch now, keeping a super calm mindset, didn't care if there were bites or not, he's just carefree.

The last hour of the competition, which should have been a crucial, intense stage with warming fish situation, became absurdly garbage time for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang tossed the rod like an old grandpa fishing by Wen River, until the competition ended, then put down the rod and slowly stretched his arms.

"All athletes please pay attention! After the competition ends, no one is allowed to stand up and leave, move around! Stay at your fishing spot waiting for staff to weigh, otherwise it will be considered voluntarily forfeiting competition results!"

The referee shouted madly on the loudspeaker, apart from a few anglers who gave up, most obediently waited for weighing.

The competition ended, Xiaobao who watched all along came over with a can of Red Bull sweet water very attentively.

"Boss, tired? Have some water! Here's a Red Moo!!"

Zhang Yang took Xiaobao's Red Bull, popped open the can and gulped down over half of it in one go.

Wiped the corner of his mouth, touched the cigarette box in his pocket, and took it out to see it was empty.

"Got cigarettes? I finished mine, give me one!" Zhang Yang casually asked.

"Yes! Thin-sized Xuanhemen!" Xiaobao hastily took out the cigarette box and handed it to Zhang Yang.

Receiving the cigarette, Zhang Yang glanced at Liu Wenjun crouching with a quite unpleasant expression.

"Teacher Liu, want one?"

It would've been fine if he didn't look, but once he scrutinized Liu Wenjun's face, Zhang Yang felt a pang in his heart.

He was pale, his lips showed no blood color, sweat beads as big as peas, abnormally dripping from his hairline.

"Teacher Liu, are you okay?" Zhang Yang, disregarding competition rules, immediately stood up from the fishing box.

The battle of interests in competitions is one thing, but if Liu Wenjun really fell ill from anger, Zhang Yang wouldn't want that.

Liu Wenjun clutched his chest, his lips slightly trembling uncontrollably, speaking with extreme discomfort: "Call 120 for me, my chest feels uncomfortable, heartbeat is severe!"

"Xiaobao, quickly lead people to clear the passageway at the entrance, referee! Referee! An athlete here is having heart discomfort!"

Zhang Yang decisively stood up and shouted, calling out.

After calling out, Zhang Yang immediately took out his phone and dialed emergency.

At a carnival event with hundreds of people, security considerations were made when reported, Zhang Yang and Old Zhao organized the event thoroughly, especially on safety, well-prepared.

Now outside the parking lot, an ambulance and accompanying medical staff were on standby, no one expected the prearranged ambulance would be needed.

Within two minutes, staff completed clearing the outlet, and the ambulance drove directly to the pit edge, helping Liu Wenjun onto the vehicle and rushed him to the city hospital.

This incident slightly marred the originally perfect fishing carnival competition due to Liu Wenjun's health discomfort.

Fortunately, the emergency plan was comprehensive, and Old Liu only had sinus tachycardia. After simple checks and medication, he quickly improved, preventing further consequences.

After seeing off Liu Wenjun, staff soon came for weighing on Zhang Yang's side.

Both fish guards were pulled from the water, all catches dumped into the basket for weighing. Zhang Yang's final catch results, 259.3 pounds.

And the big white bream, single fish weighing 27.8 pounds, became this competition's heaviest single fish, a ten thousand prize successfully bagged by Zhang Yang. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

After finishing the race results count, Zhang Yang swiftly packed his fishing equipment, handed it to Xiaobao, and headed towards the temporary office.

Liu Xingyun and other team partners and staff were in the office; Zhang Yang felt a bit uneasy.

"Finished counting scores? President Zhang?" A staff member named Li greeted Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang nodded, then asked, "How's Master Liu?"

"Checked, doctor said sinus tachycardia, nothing serious! Carnival championship perfectly secured, right?" Liu Xingyun took out a pack of soft Zhonghua, casually handing Zhang Yang a stick.

Zhang Yang took the cigarette, quickly lighting it, taking a puff then letting out a sigh of relief: "No problem then! They tried to mess with me but didn't succeed, ended up getting angry themselves! A true fishing king, but quite hot-tempered!"

"What happened? You guys know each other, why did it turn out like this?" Liu Xingyun originally thought it was a random incident, unexpectedly it had a story, instantly piqued his curiosity.

Zhang Yang briefly recounted the competition events, didn't hide the conversational tricks; after hearing, Liu Xingyun and other buddies couldn't resist laughing.

"Hahahaha, Xiao Zhang, you're truly mischievous!"