The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

Night fell.

The city's prosperity continued unabated, with long lines of cars extending from East Street Gate all the way to West Street, inching forward bit by bit.

Pedestrians hurried along the streets, racing against time to reach their next destinations.

The lights of towering buildings lit up, and within their bright and spacious offices, groups of 996 workers were still busily working overtime.

...

However, there was such a particular group of people who stood out.

As dusk descended, they began to mobilize.

"Brothers,"

"I've already reached our destination."

"Today's goal is to land a big one over ten pounds for you to see, and let you witness my true strength."

A good-looking young man was livestreaming on his phone, with a fishing basket and an assortment of angling gear by his side.

Clearly, he was a fisherman.

His name was Fang Hao, a new outdoor angling livestreamer.

Additionally, he held another identity, that of a transmigrator, who, due to an accident, had arrived in this parallel world.

This parallel world was largely similar to his original world, including the culture and lifestyle habits.

After crossing over, Fang Hao found himself in this parallel world as a fresh outdoor livestreamer.

Coincidentally, in this world, he was also fond of fishing, much like the fisherman he was.

Previously, whenever he finished work or during the weekends, he would go fishing, immersing himself in it for the entire day.

But he hadn't expected that accidents come so unexpectedly. Once, while out angling in the wild, he neglected to pay attention to his surroundings and carelessly cast his fishing line onto a high-voltage line. And then... he was electrocuted to death.

Screw that.

Thankfully, he was lucky enough to get a chance for rebirth.

Having learned his lesson, Fang Hao now paid close attention to his surroundings while fishing.

Today, he went fishing at a reservoir about thirty kilometers from the city called Baisa Reservoir.

According to his fishing buddies in the group chat, the reservoir had been stocked with fish for several years, with plenty of them weighing over ten or twenty pounds.

Just yesterday, one of his friends in the fishing group caught a twenty-plus-pound silver carp at this reservoir.

When everyone in the group saw the picture posted by him, they were all 'sick.'

That was a case of... jealousy!

So many in the group made a date to come here for a night-fishing session today.

As an outdoor angling livestreamer, Su Hao naturally took it upon himself to join in.

Driving his rickety little car and carrying various tools, he arrived at the spot.

At this moment, there were about seventy or eighty people watching in his livestream room.

After all, he was just a new livestreamer, without many followers or fame.

Having seventy or eighty viewers for a broadcast was already quite good.

For some new streamers, having only two or three viewers was common.

Mainly there is this group of people who like to watch others fish, or watch others trim donkey hooves or horse hooves during livestreams.

"Ha ha ha, don't be funny, host. Yesterday, you also said you were going to catch a big one, but look what you caught? It was just a small white strip weighing a few ounces."

"Fang Hao, today if you can catch a big one, I'll send you a rocket gift."

"I hope the host doesn't end up empty-handed today."

"2333, our brother Fang's slogan is 'fishermen never come back empty-handed!' Don't worry, even if we don't catch any fish, we can always pick some wild greens by the road."

"66666."

"You guys are hilarious."

Even with just dozens of viewers, the livestream room was exceptionally lively.

In fact, sometimes such a small room allowed everyone to have a better chat.

Fang Hao sometimes liked this feeling too, fishing while enjoying chitchat with the viewers in the livestream room.

This was an experience he never had in his previous life.

In his former life, he fished alone outdoors, and although he enjoyed fishing, he always felt like something was missing.

Now, he realized what was missing.

Interaction.

Fishing can be a very dull affair.

Sometimes you sit there all day long.

If there is someone to chat with, the feeling can be quite different.

In the livestream room, he could chat with the group of viewers.

Over time, a few viewers in the livestream room became familiar faces, almost always showing up whenever he started streaming.

Occasionally, these people would even send Fang Hao gifts.

"I'm telling you, new anglers, if you don't know how to choose a fishing spot, pick a place that's frequently trodden by others."

"That spot is definitely a good one, otherwise why would so many people tread there?"

During his livestreams, Fang Hao also shared some fishing tips with the viewers.

"Sometimes, that kind of spot can even save you the time needed to chum the water."

This was an experience Fang Hao gained from his many years of fishing.

"Oh man, I was wondering why I didn't catch any fish when I used to go fishing."

"Understood. Next time I go fishing, I'll try doing that too."

The viewers in the livestream room replied.

"But you have to give it your all today, host, and show us a big catch."

"We're waiting for the big one weighing over ten pounds!"

"Don't worry, you all just wait, I swear on my thirty-plus years of fishing prowess, today I will definitely land a big catch!"

"I have this feeling in my heart as well."

Fang Hao patted his chest in assurance.

"Host, you sure know how to blow your own trumpet, thirty-plus years of fishing savvy? You're barely in your twenties..."

"Bragging doesn't cost a thing; I think the host is about to fail again today."

"If there's no big catch today, I'll curse the host to stay single for another ten years!"

"Ha ha ha ha, how do you guys know the host is still single?"

"Would anyone not single come fishing? Are girls not fun? Or is the sushi not fresh enough?"

"That... seems right!"

"If I had a partner, I could swear I'd stay indoors for three days!"

"Brother, don't brag... When the time comes, not to mention three days, I'm afraid you'd run off on the first day."

The topic in the livestream room suddenly veered off course.

Fang Hao looked at the chat and could only smile helplessly.

And at that moment.

"Little Fang, you're here too."

At the waterside of the reservoir, Fang Hao ran into his buddies from the fishing group.

They had all planned to come to Baisa Reservoir to fish today.

"Brother Han, has everyone arrived?"

"Everyone except Old Zheng is here."

"Old Zheng probably got controlled by his wife again, forget about him, he's just whipped."

After meeting up, the group of fishing buddies started to look for their own fishing spots.

Fang Hao also chose a good spot, with a broad view in front of him and a convergence of deep and shallow waters.

After settling on a spot, he arranged his things to the side, first propping up his phone.

Then he properly placed the fishing basket close by.

Next, he started preparing the bait.

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