[Serious Fishing Mister Fang (Night Fishing Live at 9 PM)]
After changing the na of the live broadcast room, many people knew in advance that Fang Hao was going to fish again in the evening.
It was assud that after being stimulated during the day, the other party wouldn't start a live broadcast for these two days, but unexpectedly, here he was again in the evening.
For the water friends who liked watching Fang Hao's live broadcasts, this was like finding an unexpected surprise.
"I admire the fishing spirit of the host, even if he fails to catch any fish, he is not discouraged and still fights on the front lines of fishing."
"Defeated ti and again, yet he fights on ti after ti, he won't rest until he catches a fish."
"This is the spirit our fishing folks should have!"
"But I'm worried about what will happen if the host gets old and still can't catch any fish?"
So water friends were also worried about Fang Hao's health, fearing that he might overexert himself.
"He just went fishing during the day, and now again at night… Does Brother Hao not need to sleep?"
"Take it easy, host. If you wear yourself out, we won't have anything to watch in the future. I still want to see you catch a fish in my lifeti."
"Young man, you have to exercise so control."
"Just last year, soone in our village died from fishing."
"So the host mustn't die, otherwise, we'd lose a source of fun."
"What! The host is dead?"
"????"
"..."
"Looking forward to it… Another hour and we'll see the host's live broadcast."
Everyone arrived early at Fang Hao's live broadcast room, waiting for him to go live.
There was still an hour to go before the live broadcast, and already quite a few people were squatting in the broadcast room.
It was easy to see just how popular Fang Hao was now.
The broadcast hadn't even started, and there was already a crowd waiting.
Hu Ya Company, Su Baige was originally planning to go ho and rest this evening, but upon seeing that Fang Hao was going to continue live streaming, she imdiately decided to go back to the company and work overti.
Until the popularity of Fang Hao's live broadcast stabilized, she would always keep a close eye on this fishing strear she had scouted.
Ready to solve any problems that might arise and to ensure his success.
This was her most promising strear under her wing, and she would provide Fang Hao with the best resources for promotion.
For tonight's live broadcast, she already had plans for how to arrange promotional activities for Fang Hao.
...
Fang Hao had made thorough preparations for this fishing trip.
He had brought various new equipnt; even the fishing clothes had been changed. These clothes had a self-cleaning feature; they stayed clean without washing, not a speck of dirt on them.
For soone who didn't love doing laundry, this was exceptionally convenient.
No sweat sll and still squeaky clean.
It was as if the clothes were professionally dry-cleaned, saving a lot of trouble.
He had changed into these clothes at ho so that even when the temperature dropped at midnight, he wouldn't feel chilly, no need to carry a light jacket.
This set of fishing clothes was indeed very convenient, saving Fang Hao a lot of hassle.
Beyond that, he had put on gloves that he won from the Treasure Chest.
Ready for when he would fish.
The Tongyang River, as one of the biggest tributaries within Binjiang, has a large and gentle flow with an open water surface, making it a great spot for fishing.
Normally, many anglers would fish in this river.
Fang Hao had fished here a few tis before he started live streaming, and had so catches.
Although the fish were not very big, at least he had caught so fish.
Unlike these last few tis, let's not even talk about catching big ones over ten pounds; he hadn't even caught a small whitebait weighing a few ounces.
Not even a single hair.
So after buying a new fishing rod, Fang Hao chose a new spot, planning to fish in the Tongyang River.
It was a place where he had caught fish before, after all.
A sense of reunion with the old grounds.
These were places familiar to him.
Combined with the new fishing rod he had bought.
Fang Hao believed that tonight he would surely catch a fish.
He had absolute confidence.
It's like if you had done a test paper before, getting a score of seventy, and then did it again, would you fail?
A gentle breeze blew by the riverside, bringing the last whispers of sumr.
Fang Hao parked his car in an open area by the river, then moved his stuff from the car to the ground.
It wasn't too much.
Just so fishing gear, and also a chair.
Since it was nightti, he didn't need a sunshade umbrella, and he didn't use one.
He hadn't used a sunshade during the day, just sitting under the sun.
His clothes had an auto-adjust feature, so there was no need to worry about getting a heatstroke under the sun.
Just wearing a hat was enough, as the temperature of his body adjusted automatically.
He didn't feel the heat at all.
After setting everything up, he found his usual fishing spot.
It was a great spot.
A clear line of sight, good location.
The water flow was smooth.
And there were plenty of fish in his spot, making it not too hard to catch so.
That's why Fang Hao was fully confident about fishing tonight.
Not worried in the slightest about not catching any fish.
Brimming with confidence.
With all preparations complete, Fang Hao checked the ti: it was 8:45 PM.
He was a solid fifteen minutes ahead of schedule.
With ti to spare, he decided to start the live stream early and chat with the viewers in the live chat.
Otherwise, he would be a bit bored on his own.
As soon as Fang Hao turned on the live stream,
a swarm of people flooded in, pushing the viewership past a hundred thousand.
"???"
Seeing so many people join in an instant left Fang Hao stunned.
What's going on? Why are there so many people?
It wasn't even nine o'clock yet.
He started the live stream more than ten minutes earlier than planned.
And to have so many people waiting so early...
He wasn't so big-ti strear.
Fang Hao thought if he started the live stream early, it would be good to have just a thousand viewers.
But the reality far exceeded his expectations.
"Wow, is the strear doing a surprise stream?"
"Wasn't it agreed to start at nine? Now it's only a little past 8:40."
"Hehe, I like it when the strear doesn't stick to the schedule like this."
"Finally seeing the strear again, it's such a pleasant surprise."
"Aweso, the strear is night fishing again."
"It's a sha I'm not in Binjiang, otherwise, I'd definitely co and stake out the strear tonight," said a viewer, even considering making the trip to find Fang Hao.
"Haha, why don't we all go and stake out the strear together next ti? Anyone want to sign up?"
Under the rallying call of a viewer nad "Milky Pink Powder", a bunch of people responded in agreent.
"I'm in."
"I support this. Count in for the signup!"
"Can soone bring a fish for the strear? It would be so sad to see him not catch anything again."
"I want to hide in the bushes and watch the strear!"
"Can we get so justice from the heavens, Demacia style?"
"66666."
"Strear? Are you still alive? I saw people saying you died..."
Just then, this ssage popped up out of the blue, silencing everyone for a few seconds.
"???"
Damn, who's spreading such rumors?
"Who said the strear died?"
"When did this happen?"
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