Fuck, the fish that got away when the hook was cut off was actually fished up by the guy next door.
Not only did this guy steal my fish, but he’s also showing off in his live stream.
Smart people make decisions by weighing pros and cons, while those with questionable intelligence might make rather laughable, bizarre statements due to their extreme personalities.
"Damn it, that’s the fish that just got away from me, give it back!" the spirited young man muttered.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yang was initially stunned then thought, is this guy seriously an idiot?
Your fish got loose, someone else caught it, and now you claim it’s yours and want to take it back?
Even a three-year-old wouldn’t say such a thing.
"Your fish? You said it yourself, it got away. Now that I’ve caught it, it’s obviously mine. Don’t think you’re right just because you’re loud. I’m not your dad, and I’m certainly not going to coddle you," Lin Yang said, squinting.
"I don’t care, the fish still has my hook in its mouth, so it must belong to me, at least half of it!" the spirited young man argued stubbornly.
Lin Yang now realized that this guy was not just a little immature, he was downright foolish.
"I’ve released the fish. If you have a problem, go talk to Boss Tang. If the boss says half is yours, I’ll give you half. From now on, I don’t want to waste another word on you. If you dare to keep running your mouth, I won’t hesitate to give you a bath," Lin Yang retorted.
Lin Yang had encountered plenty of oddballs online, but he never expected to run into one in real life; it sure was an education for him.
Seeing that Lin Yang was ignoring him, the spirited young man actually got up from his seat and headed straight for Boss Tang outside the competition area.
Inside the live stream, the viewers were also shocked.
"Holy shit, there’s actually such an extreme nutcase in this world. I’m really curious how he’s managed to live this long, how has he not been beaten to death yet?"
"Haha, he made me laugh. Is he going to the boss now? Let’s see what the boss says, maybe he’ll get a couple of slaps and get kicked out with his stuff,"
Lin Yang: "Forget about him, it’s a waste of time and it’s making me lose my composure."
In less than two minutes, the spirited young man slunk back, his expression a bit ugly. It was obvious he had been rejected, and no matter how much he made a fuss, there was no reasoning behind his claim.
"Hmph, Boss Tang is a dumbass and in cahoots with you. Since you want to talk rules, I’ll play by them; nobody is going to be happy!" the spirited young man burst out with another astonishing comment.
Lin Yang initially thought the other side was just mouthing off, but a few minutes later, a rather frustrating scene unfolded.
The guy had somehow brought over a whole bag of fish pellets used for feeding, and without a second thought, dumped the several dozen pounds of pellets from the bag, starting to scatter them around with a spoon the size of a small shovel in all kinds of flamboyant ways.
Lin Yang then realized that this guy wasn’t just eccentric, he was a fanatic.
It was just a fish; the guy was causing a disturbance by bringing a whole bag of pellets to bait, which was beyond ridiculous.
And the annoying thing was, there was nothing to criticize about his actions since the competition rules allowed for baiting with a spoon, without any limit on quantity.
If it were just an ordinary fishing match, Lin Yang wouldn’t bother with him; it would be better to leave and stay as far away as possible from an idiot like this. However, he had not only paid a 3,000 registration fee, but he also didn’t want to miss out on the BMW prize.
His fish attractant medicine was indeed effective, which was apparent from the catch rate since the beginning of the fishing session, but it couldn’t compete with the opponent’s whole bag of pellets.
Just as Lin Yang was considering how to teach the other party a lesson legally and properly,
The next second, the spirited young man, who was busy baiting with pellets, suddenly stopped his work.
His gaze swept over the baiting spot; in his fleeting vision, the area around the baited spot appeared teeming with fish, and in the depths of his mind, he even imagined a scenario where he caught fish non-stop and won the prize triumphantly.
This half-real, half-imagined scenario gave him an inexplicable confidence. He then turned his head to look at Lin Yang.
"Hey! Dare to have a fish-off with me? Loser calls the winner ’Dad’?" the spirited young man blurted out straightforwardly.
"A fish-off? How does that work?" Lin Yang wondered what trick the spirited young man was up to now.
"Starting now till the end of the match, whoever catches the most weight wins. The loser has to stand on the podium and loudly call the winner ’Dad’!"
"Fine, I’ll take you up on that," Lin Yang agreed without hesitation.
The reason he accepted was to avoid wasting more time and to focus on fishing properly, or he really might miss out on the BMW X5.
And with such a novice as his opponent, Lin Yang couldn’t possibly lose. After all, having one more ’son’ wouldn’t bother him.
"Father-son match? Loser calls the other ’Dad’? What’s wrong with that idiot’s head? Always coming up with some nonsense."
"This is awesome, the anchor can not only win a BMW car, but also might get a free son. The only downside is the kid’s a bit of an ass, he will need some fatherly love to straighten him out later."
"That spirited young man seems a bit off to me..."
Lin Yang: "Alright, since I’ve agreed to the fish-off, I need to go all in now. It’s better than dealing with him making a nuisance of himself anyway. I’ll bait the spot again to see if I can catch a few more big ones."
The time was already around 9:30, and after an hour and a half of fishing, there were few anglers who caught big fish. Lin Yang’s 13.2 kg catch was still unbeaten.