Ocean Fishing Master

long threw the shark to the side, his eyes stinging and sore from the hit.

“Are you okay?” Jing Tian went up to him and handed him a tissue from her pocket.
“Here, wipe it off.”

Jing Er, the second uncle, grinned with his yellow teeth, “Yang, this thing holds a grudge.
Be careful when you sleep tonight.”

“Jing, don’t talk nonsense, let’s get back to work,” Uncle San scolded, and the group left with laughter.
In fact, people on the coast knew that cat sharks could hit people, but only Yang Xiaolong, who was inexperienced and foolish, dared to hold it directly.

The first night at sea passed, and in a few more hours, they could start hauling the nets.
Yang Xiaolong hadn’t slept all night and was ready to take a nap in the rest room.
Jing Tian was still excited and snapped a picture to post on her social media before rushing off to make breakfast.

The people on the boat were idle and saw that Yang Xiaolong and Jing Tian had caught a lot of fish overnight, making them envious.
They grabbed their fishing rods and squatted neatly on the deck, stretching their necks like cormorants, eager to go down and feel for fish.

Jing Er had been casting for half an hour straight and his arm was sore.
Except for catching an octopus, he had caught nothing.

The others were in the same boat, only catching small fish and shrimp.

“Third Brother, what kind of luck did Xiaolong and Jing Tian have last night? They caught a lot of fish in one night,” Jing Er threw his fishing rod aside and took a puff of smoke.

“Yeah, Xiaolong looks like a newbie, and I’ve never seen Jing Tian catch fish before.”

“Hey, who knows,” the people at the bow of the boat were puzzled and discussing.
Although they were all old fishermen, they usually caught fish with nets and were novices at fishing.
Thus, someone who could catch fish was not necessarily good at fishing.

Yang Xiaolong was unaware of their thoughts.
He woke up after a nap and it was almost 9 o’clock in the morning, and he was already hungry.

Opening his eyes, Jing Tian was on the phone with someone.
There was cooked rice in the electric cooker, and he served himself a bowl and ate it by himself.
He had never realized that instant noodles could be so delicious.

“Beep~”

“While eating, Ocean No.
1 restarted, they should be preparing to pull up the net.

Jing Tian’s phone call ended, she had a happy expression.

“Brother Long, is it enough? If not, I can make more for you.”

“It’s enough, it’s enough.”

Yang Xiaolong noticed that Jing Tian’s gaze towards him was a bit strange.

“Jing Tian, is there something on my face?”

“Mmm,” she nodded, but then seemed to realize that it wasn’t right and shook her head.

Yang Xiaolong was a bit confused by her reaction and wiped his face with his hand.

“Ouch!” The pain in his eye made him suck in a breath of cold air.
He took out his phone to take a look and saw that half of his face was red and swollen, as if he had been punched.

Seeing him like this, Jing Tian wanted to laugh but was afraid of being impolite, so her face turned bright red.

“Brother Long, thank you for last night.”

“Don’t mention it, I should be the one thanking you.
If it wasn’t for you acting quickly and hugging me…”

At this point, Yang Xiaolong suddenly realized that he was saying something inappropriate and stopped.

Jing Tian had already lowered her head, rubbing her clothes corners with her hands, her face as red as an apple.
The atmosphere became a bit awkward for a while.

“Xiaolong, come over and prepare, it’s time to trawl.”

“Oh, okay.”

Just as the two of them didn’t know what to say, Uncle San’s loud voice called out to them.

“I’ll go over first, ah.”

“Okay,” Jing Tian’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s.

Yang Xiaolong didn’t linger and quickly got up to run towards the bow of the ship.
Jing Tian looked at his back, feeling a bit strange in her heart.
After muttering to herself, “What am I thinking?” she followed him.