The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

Miscalculated...

But fortunately, the other party wasn't live streaming, they were recording a video.

This let Fang Hao breathe a sigh of relief, at least his whereabouts wouldn't be exposed.

He didn't want to be blocked by a group of media reporters at his front door before he embarked on his trip to Island Province, that would truly be a hassle.

He wanted to spend a couple more days at home without disturbances.

Female angler Feifei was also careful not to aim the camera at Fang Hao, deliberately turning it away to avoid capturing him.

Both their fishing rods remained still for the moment.

Feifei occasionally said a few words to the camera.

Soon she caught the first fish, a crucian carp about half a pound.

Meanwhile, beside her, Fang Hao still had no activity, not even a bobber twitch.

He had already baited the spot before the female angler arrived.

Others who arrived later were catching fish, but there was still no movement on his side, which shouldn't be the case.

If there were no one else around, Fang Hao wouldn't be in a hurry at all.

But there was a girl nearby, and she was catching fish; he couldn't help feeling anxious.

If he didn't catch anything today, it would be so embarrassing.

How could he then claim to be a fishing expert in front of others?

Therefore, he must catch at least one fish to demonstrate his expertise.

But it seemed his luck hadn't turned for the better today.

The bobber on the water's surface still didn't stir.

And beside him, the female angler had just landed her second fish.

Pressure gradually mounted on Fang Hao.

Men don't like losing face in front of women.

This was more uncomfortable than being executed publicly in front of an audience in a live stream.

It was common to joke around with friends in a live stream, but losing face in front of a girl, he couldn't stand being outclassed.

Fortunately, she wasn't paying attention to his side and was focused on her fishing.

Who knew what kind of luck she had today.

In less than an hour, Feifei had already caught three fish, the third one being a grass carp weighing over three pounds.

Hey.

That was strange.

Their spots were roughly at the same distance.

Why were the fish biting her hook and not his?

Could it be that even the fish were LSP, targeting beauties specifically?

If that were the case, should he try dressing up as a woman the next time he went fishing?

Fang Hao contemplated internally.

If cross-dressing worked, it wasn't completely out of the question...

To catch a fish, a little sacrifice was acceptable.

Otherwise, continually failing to catch a fish would drive him crazy.

It had been so long since he had caught a fish.

Fang Hao felt like he was forgetting what it felt like to catch one.

His luck was really extraordinarily poor.

But luckily, at least he hadn't caught anything unusual or bizarre today.

Instead, he could only watch the girl beside him catch her fourth fish.

"Have... you not caught a fish yet?"

After catching her fourth fish, the girl finally noticed Fang Hao's situation.

"Uh, well... I need to wait a bit longer."

Fang Hao was a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, okay."

The girl didn't mind much, since fishing is all about patience, and nothing comes from rushing.

Besides, whether Fang Hao caught any fish didn't really concern her; she was just kindly asking.

Saying too much could sometimes be annoying to others.

Sometimes saying less isn't a bad thing.

Finally, when she caught her fifth fish, Fang Hao's bobber also finally showed some movement.

He nearly felt an urge to cry out of excitement.

It was so hard-earned.

She was about to hit a limit, while he had just gotten something on the line.

Fang Hao quickly sprang into action, pulling at the rod as the fishing line tightened instantly.

Judging by the weight, it seemed to be about six or seven pounds.

It was somewhat substantial.

This finally gave him some hope.

But then, in the next second.

Fang Hao's expression changed again.

As he was reeling in, the feel of what he had caught seemed off.

This feeling was too familiar.

Damn it, not again.

Fang Hao's expression instantly fell, and his previously cheerful mood vanished in an instant.

What the hell is this?

How could he have caught such weird things.

This time, what he caught wasn't a fish, but who knows what it could be?

Fang Hao ultimately pulled it up.

Although he hadn't caught any fish, he wouldn't just ignore what he had caught.

Fang Hao quickly reeled in his line and soon pulled up what he had caught this time.

He saw a double-layered black plastic bag floating on the surface of the water, hooked by the fishing hook, and it was clear that there were quite a few items inside.

Fang Hao pulled up the black plastic bag and set it aside.

Seeing Fang Hao fishing and pulling up a black plastic bag, his female fishing buddy was also somewhat surprised.

She hadn't expected that in addition to not catching any fish today, he had caught something strange.

His luck was really hard to describe.

His character was too consistent.

It really seemed he could catch anything but fish.

Now she truly believed it.

No wonder he had become so popular in the entire fishing circle recently.

She also stopped what she was doing and focused her attention on the black bag Fang Hao had pulled up.

She wondered what could be inside the bag.

She was a bit curious too.

Fang Hao slowly untied the black bag and then revealed its contents.

When he saw what was inside, he felt as if his vision had been assaulted.

He saw that the bag contained two "boyfriends," meaning fake bodies, along with some electrical devices, a whip, and a white fox tail.

Holy crap, this was too thrilling—did people normally play this wildly?

Who the hell had thrown this into the river, and how irresponsible to just discard it after use like some heartless person!

These "boyfriends" should have been kept at home.

The bag was so heavy because it contained so many items.

No wonder it sank after being thrown into the river.

Wait a second.

Suddenly, Fang Hao realized there was a girl beside him.

He immediately turned his head and saw that his female fishing buddy had turned her head away with flushed cheeks.

She wasn't looking his way anymore.

From her expression, it was clear she had seen what was inside the bag which had made her cheeks so red.

Otherwise, why would her face be red for no reason?

Fang Hao quickly tied the bag up again.

This was too embarrassing.

He hadn't caught any fish, but he had caught such items.

Fang Hao felt his face burning up.

This was awkward.

You say, in front of a girl, of all things to catch, he had caught this.

This was too embarrassing.

How was he supposed to show off in front of girls in the future?

Today was supposed to be about enjoying some fishing, but he had ended up with this mess.

And what he had caught was even worse.

What if next time he sees a girl and then goes over to greet her?

"Hello, do you remember me? The one who caught that stuff last time."

Damn it, how could he even say that?

Fang Hao felt he couldn't sit here a moment longer, better to just leave.

He couldn't continue fishing anyway.

He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

How embarrassing.

You say, if the person next to him was a male fishing buddy, then maybe he could crack a joke or even a racy story.

But with a girl beside him, it was like a death scene.

Better to just go home and rest.

"Um…"

After Fang Hao had packed up his stuff, the female fishing buddy looked at him again.

"Are you heading back?"

"Not going to continue fishing?"

Her cheeks were still a bit flushed, pink and tender, somewhat attractive.

Fang Hao could confirm that this definitely wasn't from the sun.

Sun-tanned skin wouldn't look like this.

"The bite isn't great today, I think I'd better head home and rest."

Fang Hao was too embarrassed to say that what he had just caught was too humiliating, so he just made an excuse and slipped away.

This way, he could face her in the future.

It would be even more awkward to keep fishing here and possibly catch another plane… cup, doll, or whatever else next time.