Lin Bei, a post-95s generation who chose to lie down after being severely beaten by society, originally wanted to find a place to relax, but unexpectedly he became addicted as soon as he sat by the river. The most outrageous thing is - he seems to be favored by the river god. While others study bait formulas, analyze water temperature and pressure, and practice pole throwing techniques, he catches fish with just a casual throw. The whole Internet went crazy: "What kind of magical fishing method are you doing?" Lin Bei: "There is no fishing method, just good luck." Everyone: "You are so humble!" Lin Bei: "I am really not humble."
Reader comments
The writing is very Buddhist, but I feel that the author has never fished before, and he is fighting against a big fish, and the tiger's mouth is choked red by the fishing line? I also wrote more than once that the protagonist's bait formula was not told to anyone, and the opponent copied it based on the smell [vomit]
I bought a set at 68 to catch 68 pounds of herring? I don't even dare to brag like this even after drinking.
The writing is very Buddhist, but I feel that the author has never fished before, and he is fighting against a big fish, and the tiger's mouth is choked red by the fishing line? I also wrote more than once that the protagonist's bait formula was not told to anyone, and the opponent copied it based on the smell [vomit]
I bought a set at 68 to catch 68 pounds of herring? I don't even dare to brag like this even after drinking.