Looking at the fishing net Yan Xianjue had filled to the brim with fish.
Everyone present wore expressions of utter disbelief.
Especially the camera crew following Ji Xi and the other two's boat. They had personally witnessed three high schoolers struggling all afternoon, only to haul in less than half a bucket of fish.
Yan Xianjue raised his chin. "Look at you, acting like you've never seen anything."
Ji Xi said, "...Well, we really haven't seen anything like this."
Jiang Miaomiao fell silent for a moment, then gave him a thumbs-up. "Yan Xianjue, you're the chosen fisherman."
Yan Xianjue also fell silent. What kind of crappy title was that?
He decisively changed the subject and had the staff bring several buckets over to their boat.
Their fishing boats were all small civilian vessels that could not carry many people.
Yan Xianjue did not ask any of them to come help him either.
From the net full of fish, he picked out several that were plump enough.
As for the ones he did not choose, he dumped them all back into the sea.
The other three had unmistakable looks of heartache in their eyes.
Yan Xianjue found it amusing. "Just how miserable are you people? Don't you know better than to fish a pond dry?"
Ji Xi looked thoughtful.
Shen Fangli pursed her lips and gestured toward their pitiful half-bucket of fish. "Can't you see it?"
"One fish of yours weighs more than everything we caught all afternoon."
Yan Xianjue raised a brow. "You came out to have fun with me. I can't exactly let you go hungry, can I?"
He yawned again. His afternoon of surfing had exceeded his usual amount of exercise, and he was getting sleepy now.
He asked Lei Xuan, "Is that enough? I'm going back to