"Brother Feng is... planning to go for frequency?"
"Damn, is he crazy? It's already at this critical moment, and he's still going for frequency? The other anglers in the pond don't seem to be getting bites fast either!"
"It does seem a bit aggressive, but I still believe in Brother Feng. He must have his reasons for doing this!"
"Could it be that he got a bite on the first cast, which boosted his confidence? If he can catch fish continuously this round, I'll livestream myself chopping D!"
"Haha, brother upstairs, Brother Feng has always been reliable in fishing. Don't go overboard and do something crazy!"
"I've followed the account, eagerly waiting to witness the chop D!"
...
The onlookers didn't believe the fish situation could improve, but that's exactly what Yue Feng judged.
He cast one rod after another, with the float turning over as usual, lifting the rod, keeping the bait near the middle layer of the water.
