Once again, the group went to visit the elderly gentleman whom Best Actor Mo had just visited.
Seeing Qiao Youyou, the old man immediately beamed with a smile and said, "Youyou wants to borrow a fishing net, of course, you can."
As he spoke, he turned around, retrieved a fishing net, and handed it to Qiao Youyou.
At this, the barrage of comments in every Live Broadcast Room was filled with 666s.
The group chatted and laughed as they returned to the pond and began fishing. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Qiao Youyou had already used it and had demonstrated to Best Actor Mo how to fish.
After the demonstration, she and Lin Zeyan got back into the water, while the others subconsciously ignored Ye Shaohua, as if she were merely a piece of scenery.
Mo Chuwen noticed the cameras were not on her and frowned almost imperceptibly, then walked over to her and said, "Shall we go down to catch fish?"
Ye Shaohua looked at his removed shoes and the trouser legs rolled up, "You can’t catch fish like that, and besides, if your clothes get dirty, they’re hard to clean."
When Ye Shaohua arrived, she had seen in the courtyard that there was no running water, only a well covered with a stone slab.
[Heh, talking about how hard it is to wash, I think it’s just pretense. She really is afraid of getting dirty, right? Look at Youyou, Lin Zeyan, Bai Hao, isn’t each of them barefoot in the water?]
[So pretentious, if you can’t play, then don’t join the reality show.]
"Yeah, Youyou," Bai Hao, who had caught nothing, also came up, looking at the fish in Lin Zeyan’s hand, he swallowed dramatically, "We all went into the water together, why did only you catch a fish?"
"It requires skill, Zeyan knows a bit about fishing, and I have some tricks of my own," Qiao Youyou, knowing all eyes in all the Live Broadcast Rooms were on her, smiled and said, "I’ll tell you slowly."
Hearing her voice, everyone immediately perked up, eager to know what experience was needed for catching fish.
Bai Hao carefully took notes, "You say, we’re all ears."
Just as Mo Chuwen was about to take notes too, Ye Shaohua casually picked up a pair of long plastic boots and looked at Mo Chuwen, "How many?"
Mo Chuwen was taken aback, "Huh?"
Ye Shaohua picked a pointed stick from near the water’s edge, turned her head, and lifted her gaze, "I’m asking you, how many fish do you want?"
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