Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King-Chapter 567 - 325: News of the Fishing King Cup Qualifiers (2)

The next two hours were a bit dull. Zhang Yang found a small stool to sit in the shade at the back, while Xiaobao cast out a rod, and Zhang Yang clicked his counter, ticking up a number each time.

"Alright, 500 casts for warm-up done! Put down the rod and move around a bit. Your waist and abdomen strength was pretty good just now, didn't slacken at all.

How do you feel now?" Zhang Yang clicked again, the counter jumping exactly to five hundred.

Hearing Zhang Yang say he could put down the fishing rod and take a break, Xiaobao eagerly put down the rod and stood up.

Five hundred casts in a row, saying it wasn't tiring at all would definitely be a lie. However, Xiaobao had been working on roasting wheat germ at the bait factory before, so his physical fitness was still pretty good.

After some simple neck and lower back movements, and a few arm stretches, many stiff areas soon loosened up, and his range of motion greatly improved.

"My arms are fine, it's the lower back that's the sorest! If it weren't for fear of your Dragon-Subduing Wood, I would've wanted to take a break ages ago!" Xiaobao said honestly.

"The lower back is a man's backbone, exercising it regularly is beneficial, not harmful! Staying tense for long periods is indeed exhausting and sore, but once you're used to it, it becomes a natural instinct, and then, you won't feel tired!

On the contrary, those who slacken and hunch over are actually in muscular compensation states in many parts, and over time, this results in strains!

Think about those guys in the military, no matter where they go, their backs are straight, they never complain about being tired!"

"Okay, you're right!" Xiaobao nodded.

After a simple five-minute rest, Zhang Yang went to the restroom and came back quickly.

"The warm-up is over, and you've had a simple break! Let's continue!! You've basically mastered the three-meter-six rod casting action, now switch to a five-meter-four rod, and the sinker can be slightly heavier!"

"Okay!" Xiaobao obediently switched to the five-meter-four rod and then tried practicing with it.

The three-meter-six rod casting didn't show any major issues, but as soon as he switched to the five-meter-four rod, problems emerged.

With the longer rod, the force transmission during casting showed a significant difference compared to the shorter rod.

The newly established basic muscle memory now showed obvious deviations, quickly reflected in the range of motion.

And this was even after Zhang Yang reminded Xiaobao to switch to a heavier sinker. Without the reminder, the performance would probably be worse.

"Hey, what's going on? I used to handle the five-meter-four just fine, why does it feel off today!" Xiaobao said, a bit confused after failing his first cast, scratching his head.

Zhang Yang explained, "The longer the rod, the longer the fishing line naturally becomes, and the attitude in the air lasts longer after casting.

This is a chain reaction. You need to make specific adjustments to control the position of the dual hooks when casting!

Switching rods is to train your own sense of adjustment, no rush, take it slow! After some time casting, you'll find the right force point!"

It's been mentioned more than once before, looking easy doesn't mean it's easy to do. Any seemingly effortless performance is the result of hard work behind the scenes.

Xiaobao used to be quite dismissive of basic casting skills. In his understanding, as long as the hook and bait go into the water, it's fine. There's no need to be so particular. When he used to fish in ponds, he caught lots with good fish conditions.

But today's professional and systematic explanation and teaching from Zhang Yang made Xiaobao realize how ridiculous his previous understanding was, he was just a newbie without any grounding.

After a few more casts, Xiaobao gradually found the force point for casting with the five-meter-four rod, and the drop point of the dual hooks became more focused.

"Good, not bad! Keep casting, a thousand casts, finish before lunch this morning! No food until you've finished casting!"

The first part of Zhang Yang's sentence was encouraging, but the latter part turned into a punitive threat.

A thousand casts aren't a small number, he had used nearly two hours to finish five hundred just now, and it's now nine o'clock; considering lunch is at twelve, he has three hours to complete the task, which means over three hundred casts per hour.

Xiaobao knew this wasn't the time to bargain with Zhang Yang, so he nodded obediently and started casting rods crazily.

After assigning the rod-casting task to Xiaobao, Zhang Yang moved his little stool to a shaded spot under a tree, took out his phone, turned down the multimedia volume, and started browsing KuaiShou.

What, are you asking if he's not clicking the counter anymore?

Zhang Yang never planned to really stop Xiaobao from eating, that statement was just to give him pressure to take it seriously.

Plus, with the pressure of going hungry, Xiaobao's performance was indeed quite committed, casting rods one after another, lifting after they enter the water, grabbing the sinker and separating the lines with his left hand, repeating the process.

Basic training is really tedious, it's much like deliberately making life difficult for oneself. Repeating an action infinitely can make it mechanical memory, a reflex action that doesn't need conscious thought when used.

Zhang Yang, holding his phone, wandered around KuaiShou and, after watching a few familiar streamers, casually swiped through the discovery page and stumbled upon the live stream room of Xiaowei and YOYO, the fishing sisters.

Uh? The two girls started broadcasting? Zhang Yang was a bit surprised and quickly clicked in.

"Thanks to Master Meng Wang for the Cloud-Piercing Arrow! You're awesome! Mighty and domineering!"

The moment Zhang Yang entered the live stream room, he saw YOYO shouting thanks for the live stream's gift donations.

On camera, Xiaowei sat on the tackle box concentrating on casting, while YOYO played the commentator role. Zhang Yang didn't show up and patiently observed in the live stream room for a while, quickly figuring things out.

It must be said, YOYO, having been a host, being a streamer is like a dimension reduction strike.

Many new streamers take a long time to master live stream cadence and speech, but for YOYO, it comes almost naturally, her mouth chirping with smoothness hard to describe.

The beautiful sisters fishing certainly enjoy better treatment than guys fishing hard, gifts in their live stream room hardly stop, and Zhang Yang realized their earning ability with renewed understanding after looking at the reward list.

Before the end of the live stream, they'd already received over twenty Cloud-Piercing Arrows, making Zhang Yang feel a little sour inside.

Dang it, in today's internet-driven world, attractiveness is justice, these fishermen sure are conservative, it's just too realistic.

Patiently watching the fishing live stream for a bit longer, Zhang Yang, about to leave, opened the gift bar and directly sent over five Cloud-Piercing Arrows!

"Wow! Thanks to President Zhang for the Cloud-Piercing Arrows! Wow, and another one! Xiaowei, President Zhang just sent us five Cloud-Piercing Arrows!" YOYO, feigning innocence, shouted to create a lively broadcast atmosphere.

YOYO matched perfectly, turning her head to smile at the camera, while her right thumb and index finger formed a heart!

In old books, they describe a Yang Guifei, whose slight smile charms a hundred beauties, making the court ladies pale in comparison.

Nowadays, this phrase aptly describes Xiaowei. That heart gesture instantly fired up the public chat frequency.

[Whoa, whoa! Sis is smiling at me!]

[OMG, can't handle this! Brother Yang, sorry about that!]

[Sorry about that, Brother Yang +1!]

[Sorry about that, Brother Yang +2!]

Zhang Yang grinned at the rhythm-setting comments from the viewers, opening the typing area to input a line.

"Been watching for a while; your performance is pretty good! Here are some arrows as encouragement! Add a drumstick for lunch!"

Seeing the public chat, YOYO said, "Alright, guys! Everyone, @President Zhang in the public chat, if you don't know him, give him a follow! The protagonist of your jokes to capture Zhang Yang and free Xiaowei, that's him!"

YOYO, worried that the live stream wasn't lively enough, poured fuel on the fire.

Now, the number of 'online rivals' in the public chat looking to duel with Zhang Yang shot up.

Zhang Yang interacted with the viewers and YOYO for a bit, then checked his phone time. It was 11:22, about half an hour to lunch.

Just as Zhang Yang was about to switch to another live stream, the phone rang.

A call from Old Zhao, at this time, could it be a spontaneous lunch invitation?

Zhang Yang answered the phone, "Hello, President Zhao, what's the directive? Lunch invite?"

"Lunch? Nonsense, check the message in our WeChat group, the Fishing King Cup preliminaries have started registration!"