No system+Story flow
By the river, someone asked Lin tide: Does becoming a fisherman at the age of thirty still have a future?
Have!
Lin tide said seriously: I started fishing at the age of thirty, won the national championship at the age of thirty-one, became the fishing king at the age of thirty-two, and beat all the anglers in the world at the age of thirty-three.
Yes, yes, there must be a limit to bragging? Aren't you just an old man who fishes wild rivers every day?
Lin tide pointed at the man's fishing gear: Your fishing rod was designed by me, your bait was prepared by me, your medicine was improved by me... Except you were not born by me!
Come on, you just go to the wild river and don't even dare to go to the black pit!
Lin tide: The black pit I opened costs 8,800 for a fishing trip. Do you want to take advantage of it? I'll give you a discount, a 20% discount.
20% Off... Then forget it.
Lin tide was disdainful: Young people today are really worthless.
He couldn't help but think of what his master, Lao Huang, said: You fisherman, take life and death lightly, do it if you don't accept it, don't worry about Heikeng Reservoir, beautiful foreigners, in a word:
Let's go, catch him!
It feels super nice.
Looks good. I am also a fisherman.