Chapter 93 What could be wrapped in the black plastic bag?_2

Screw the persona of not catching fish.

Today, I'm going to try catching some fish myself to end this streak of bad luck.

Fang Hao focused on the still tranquil lake, his attention entirely on fishing, ignoring the playful teasing from the livestream viewers.

Even when friends at the fishing gathering called him to eat, he didn't hear them.

Until they brought the food over.

"Fang Hao, here are some freshly grilled oysters, want to eat some first?"

They had been fishing for a while.

But they were mostly barbecuing and eating while fishing, so they weren't very hungry.

Only Fang Hao hadn't eaten much, just a bit at the start, and then he stopped.

He was very focused on fishing.

"No need, you guys eat first."

Fang Hao wasn't interested in eating yet; he wanted to wait until he caught some fish.

It'd be soon.

He believed he'd be catching some fish soon.

But after a long while, there was still no movement on his fishing rod.