Chapter 335 Ice cream freedom in the arena

When he heard the word passive interference, the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth raised slightly.

Interference is interference. Why does Lao Zhou emphasize the word passive?

It's very simple, because subjective and malicious interference is illegal, while passive interference is an interference behavior caused by non-subjective intentionality. In nature, it is considered a fault and there is generally no responsibility.

Most of the activities such as running fish to fry the nest or sneaking fish to disturb the nest are passive interference, but the behavior of Lao Zhou, who adds excessive dosage of small drugs to his own bait, can never be classified as a passive interference option.

Lao Zhou is usually so steady, but I didn't expect that he would be clever at critical moments.

"How was Duan Peng's fishing next to you? What's the approximate score?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"A little stronger than me, but not much better. We are evenly matched! Quite different!" Zhou Chu said with a hint of pride in his tone.

Zhang Yang nodded, raised his thumb and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Brother Zhou is cheating!"

"That's right, I have to have someone on my back when I die! If I'm not good, he won't be able to get well either!"

"Haha...it's really not worth catching a qualifier!"

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While the two brothers were whispering and communicating, Liuzi, Xiaobao and the others also strolled out carrying fishing boxes.

"Xiaobao, Liuzi, how was your fishing this time?" Zhang Yang, like a troubled old woman, asked one by one about the situation of the second game.

Liu Zi: "Hey, my fishing is pretty good, I should be within three points!"

Xiaobao scratched his head, with a hint of embarrassment on his face: "My fishing is average!"

"Good means good, bad means bad. What is the standard for fishing?" Zhang Yang curled his lips, not satisfied with this answer.

Xiaobao looked embarrassed, scratched his head in embarrassment and whispered: "I didn't catch it well! There were a lot of fish in the nest, but I couldn't get them out. I just cut the hook and the fish ran away! And a big line was broken!"

"Are there a lot of mistakes? Okay, it's okay! Don't be afraid if you have problems. Once you recognize the problem, we will conduct targeted training later! You go back tonight and give me a summary of today's game!" Zhang Yang said cheerfully.

"Um!"

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After a few more minutes, Meng Fan and Han Qiang also finished counting their results and walked out of the competition venue.

Overall, the results of the morning team battle were acceptable.

Liu Zi, Meng Fan, Zhang Yang, Wang Yan, and Han Qiang, the five of them had relatively good results, basically all with low scores.

Zhou Chu and Xiaobao both made mistakes or performed abnormally to a certain extent. Unless the next six games were all scored with one or two points, which is a crushing level, it will be difficult to get the top score once the total results are compiled.

Ten finalists have been shortlisted.

In a game, there must be winners and losers, good and bad. As the leader of the team, Zhang Yang has a relatively good attitude. He simply comforted his teammates with a few words and quickly led everyone towards the food truck that provided lunch.

Needless to say, although Kowloon Villa is halfway up the mountain, the logistics support provided by the staff is quite good. The dishes prepared by the mobile food truck are very rich, and even hard dishes such as braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs are provided.

Zhang Yang is more cautious when he leads his team when fishing. When he and Lao Zhou Wangyan went out to participate in the river fishing competition, there was an incident where the team members ate raw and cold dishes and ruined their stomachs. Now everyone has already formed a basic consensus.

When eating out, the taste should be consistent. Try to eat something with a lighter taste that is less likely to cause irritation and burden to the gastrointestinal tract, so as not to cause diarrhea and affect the competitive state.

A group of people each packed lunch and drank beer at room temperature. They found a place under the shade of a tree to fill their stomachs. Then they returned to the car, reclined the seats, turned on the air conditioner, and took a simple lunch break.

In the team, except for Xiaobao who was a little uncomfortable with it, the others had already become accustomed to it.

Strong people like Wang Yan and Han Qiang, who often travel to live broadcast fishing and shoot footage, have even mastered the "unique skill" of getting in a car, leaning back their seats, and snoring in three minutes at most.

At half past one in the afternoon, Zhang Yang's alarm clock rang on time. Zhang Yang opened his eyes and quickly woke up his other teammates.

"Get up and wake up! Get out of the car and take a walk. It's time to prepare for the afternoon game!" Zhang Yang greeted one by one.

Regardless of whether he fell asleep during his lunch break or simply didn't sleep a wink like Xiaobao, he got out of the car when he heard the greeting and stretched out in the open space under the tree.

Although the quality of a simple lunch break is not high, it can also play a certain role in recharging energy. A few people unscrewed a few bottles of mineral water, washed their faces luxuriously, and soon woke up completely.

"There are two competitions left in the afternoon. No matter how good the fishing is in the morning, we have to go all out in the afternoon! When we come out to compete, every fish is a rare opportunity to practice!

These are the only way to increase your fishing experience, and you must gain something. No one, including Xiaobao, can slack off, you know?"

Zhang Yang once again transformed into a nagging old woman and emphasized to everyone.

"I know, boss!"

"knew!"

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Just as Zhang Yang was chatting to everyone, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Teacher Zhang Yang! Are you all here?"

Upon hearing the greeting, Zhang Yang turned back, and the others also looked up.

Then I saw Han Mocheng, carrying a convenience bag with a few ice creams in his left hand, holding a freshly unpacked Yili Four Circles in his right hand, and walking towards Zhang Yang while eating.

On such a hot day, the team members wanted to have some popsicles and ice cream to relieve the heat during lunch, but out of caution, they resisted and even drank beer at room temperature.

But at this moment, when they saw Han Mocheng starting with three ice creams in a plastic bag, holding them with one hand and eating them directly to realize the freedom of ice cream, everyone still swallowed habitually.

"I'll wipe it! These few ice creams are not enough, you eat them first, and I will sell them later!"

After Han Mocheng approached, he glanced at everyone, put down the plastic bag in his left hand, turned around and strode towards the stall selling cold drinks in the distance.

Liuzi looked at the three ice cream sticks handed to him, his little eyes looking pitifully at Zhang Yang.

"Boss, let's just eat an ice cream to relieve the heat. It should be fine, right? I eat it often!"

Hearing Liuzi's almost humble inquiry, Zhang Yang also felt a little soft-hearted.

Not eating cold food is the consensus of everyone when the team comes out to compete, rather than a requirement. In the final analysis, it is a kind of accumulation of competition experience. From an emotional point of view, this understanding is indeed a bit unkind to everyone.

"Yes, boss, just take one to relieve the heat, it shouldn't be a big problem!" Meng Fan also swallowed.

Zhang Yang was amused by these two treasures: "Then let me have one! Everyone knows, if you have a bad stomach, don't eat ice cream and get diarrhea!"

"Haha! I even admit it when I have diarrhea!"

"Brother Yan plus one!!"

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Hearing Zhang Yang let go, a group of people cheered quietly.

It is said that men remain young until they die. In many cases, it is true that the happiness between men is very simple. It can be as big as winning a game or as small as an ice cream worth a few yuan.

In less than a minute, Han Mocheng came back with a bag of ice cream.

"Come on, brothers, don't be too polite to me! Make whatever you want, if it's not enough, I'll buy it! Mr. Han will pay for all the ice cream consumption today!"

Zhang Yang took a four-ring tube and asked with a grin as he tore open the package, "How was your fishing this morning?"

"It's okay! What I drew was a slow fish target fish. Didn't we come here to check the fish's mood beforehand? It's basically the same as the fish in practice! Both games should be within five points! What about you?"

Zhang Yang replied: "Xiaobao and Brother Zhou may be cold, but the others are fine!"

"That's okay, there are so many of you together!" Han Mocheng nodded and said.

"By the way, your ice cream is not in vain. I'll give you a reference to the actual data that Brother Yan caught in the morning! If you get mixed culture in the afternoon, you can try it!

For one pound of basic bait, add about three to five milliliters of musk Chinese medicinal wine and wet it for fishing. The effect is quite good!

Then there is the polyculture of pit slow fish. The musk-flavored Chinese medicine wine and old popsicle flavor that we tried before was also delicious!"

Completely different from his treatment of Liu Wenjun and Lao Liu's disciples, Zhang Yang's attitude towards Han Mocheng was completely his own.

As the old saying goes, those who eat people are soft-mouthed and those who take people are short-handed. Zhang Yang and his gang ate and took things at the same time. They treated Han Mocheng as a wealthy landlord.

You can’t just eat and take for free. Since everyone is participating in the competition, you still have to give people something in return.

In addition to the medicinal wine he used, Zhang Yang's reward was his team's summary of the fish's situation.

Although Han Mocheng was not a member of Zhang Yang's team, Zhang Yang still had no intention of hiding anything. What he talked about was very dry stuff.

"Hey, thanks! I just wanted to ask you about some other cheating things! The return on investment of this ice cream is a bit high! Let's drink some together if we have nothing to do in the evening?" Han Mocheng said jokingly.

"Don't drink or hang out during the game! If you want to drink, wait until the game is over. I'll arrange it for you then!" Zhang Yang shook his head with a firm attitude.

"Okay, let's talk about it then!"

Han Mocheng mingled with Zhang Yang's team and chatted for a while, and the afternoon lottery was about to begin.

Another message came from the loudspeaker that the staff asked everyone to log in to the official account mini program to draw seats for the afternoon competition. The athletes who heard the message took out their mobile phones in their pockets almost at the same time.

Needless to say, this mobile lottery method has greatly improved the efficiency of the competition lottery. After finding the lottery page and logging in, just click on it and the lottery work is completed, eliminating a lot of cumbersome procedures such as verification and stage lottery.

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Zhang Yang opened the lottery page lightly, silently thinking big edge, big edge, big edge, and then clicked on it with his fingertips.

No. 4 pond B06

After seeing the numbers drawn, Zhang Yang felt a touch of disappointment in his heart.

No. 4 slow polyculture pit, fishing position No. 06 in Group B, is another ordinary fishing position that is neither good nor bad.

Just when Zhang Yang was unable to complain about his luck, Han Mocheng next to him suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Fuck! I got a big slap!"
To be continued...