The Fish Most Hated by Anglers

President Jiang! Excellent!

Following Uncle Zhao's perfectly timed cheer, the landing net dipped into the water, steadily scooping up a silver-scaled crucian carp.

The fish thrashed about in the net, splashing crystal-clear water droplets in the sunlight. Though not particularly large, it was a great start, a lucky first catch.

The smug pride of an old father instantly welled up in Jiang Chengshan's heart.

He unhurriedly removed the fishhook, glancing at the two figures sitting side by side not far away, and scoffed inwardly.

Brat, you want to compete with me? Fishing is all about patience and decades of experience! What does a wet-behind-the-ears kid like you know?

Just wait. If you still catch absolutely nothing by sunset, watch how I make Yunlu personally send you packing!

Jiang Chengshan removed the hook, flicked his wrist, and the bobber landed accurately back in its original spot. He was just about to sit down and enjoy a moment of comfortable lead.

The next second, the excited and crisp voice of his daughter, Jiang Yunlu, rang in his ears.

Yay! Lin Mo, you caught a fish!

Her voice was like a needle, accurately piercing Jiang Chengshan's newly inflated ego.

He froze, turning his head with a stiff neck.

Sure enough, over at Lin Mo's side, the tip of the fishing rod was already bent into a highly resilient arc.

Lin Mo stood up unhurriedly, his movements steady and elegant, effortlessly guiding the fish underwater.

In just a moment, a grass carp a full size larger than his own crucian carp was cleanly netted ashore.

After putting the grass carp into the keepnet, Lin Mo didn't even rush to rebait his hook. Instead, he turned his head, smiling as he listened to Jiang Yunlu chattering beside him.

That breezy composure, in Jiang Chengshan's eyes, was simply a naked provocation.

Just then, Uncle Zhao's voice drifted over faintly from the side, not too loud or too soft, just enough to reach his ears.

President Jiang, Young Master Lin has tied the score with this one. You will need to work harder.

Jiang Chengshan's eye twitched, and he shot Uncle Zhao a sidelong glare.

Do you not want your bonus this month? Believe it or not, I will transfer you to the African branch to guard the mines tomorrow!

On the other side, however, there was an atmosphere of joy.

That is great!

Jiang Yunlu hugged Lin Mo's arm, practically hanging onto him as she swayed happily. When Dad caught the first one just now, I was sweating for you. Now it is a tie, so you will not be chased away by him.

Feeling the softness pressing against his arm, Lin Mo tilted his head to look into her sparkling eyes and chuckled softly:

Just a tie will not do. If I beat your dad, would you not get an extra birthday wish?

Okay!

Jiang Yunlu rolled her eyes playfully, immediately pushing her luck. Looking up with her small face, she said, Then if you cannot win, it counts as your loss, and you will owe me a wish.

Lin Mo was amused by her little rogue demeanor: With the way you calculate things, why does it sound like you win either way?

Exactly. It is my birthday today, so I am the boss. Is there anything wrong with me profiting a little? The girl spoke with righteous confidence, mixed with a bit of endearing charm.

Smiling, Lin Mo raised his hand and gently tapped her delicate nose with his knuckle.

In your dreams. To keep you from profiting, this little competition must end in a draw.

Ah! You are a bad guy!

Jiang Yunlu feigned anger, raising her small hand to playfully punch him, the force so light it felt like flirting.

This flirtatious scene reached the ears of Jiang Chengshan, who was not far away, almost word for word.

Seeing his daughter's intimate behavior and hearing things like beat me and owe a wish, he felt a heavy blockage in his chest.

His precious cabbage was already bending over backward for someone else's garden!

Jiang Chengshan took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing all his churning emotions, and refocused his eyes on the bobber on the water.

No!

No matter what, he absolutely could not lose to this brat today!

This was no longer just simple fishing; this was a war to defend the dignity of an old father!

Fatherly Avengers! Assemble!

Just then, the bobber in front of him suddenly jerked downward, followed immediately by a massive force dragging it straight into the water!

The fishing rod instantly bent into a full bow!

It is here!

It is a big one!

Over there, Jiang Chengshan also started reeling in a big fish.

Many people's gazes were drawn over.

Only Lin Mo continued holding his hand pole, then effortlessly reeled in a pleco.

No way, there are actually plecos in this lake.

The so-called pleco, scientifically known as the suckermouth catfish, is an invasive alien species.

Originally just an ornamental fish, it could even be used to clean up moss and fish waste.

It was only later, after massive breeding, that the problem was discovered.

This kind of fish did not just eat those things; they would even eat fish fry and fish eggs.

This led to a sharp decrease in the population of other fish species within breeding areas.

Some people even released plecos into normal river basins.

This resulted in a sudden drop in the number of native fish in those basins.

Seeing Lin Mo catch a large pleco, a fellow angler nearby said directly: Handsome, you cannot keep that fish. Just throw it into the dirt on the side.

Lin Mo shrugged. No need for all that trouble. Let it become nutrients for this lake.

Saying that, Lin Mo grabbed the fish and casually snapped it.

The fish's head and body abruptly separated, and blood flowed out.

A decapitated pleco definitely could not survive. Many people said plecos were extremely hardy, claiming they could come back to life if you poured water on them even after they had dried out.

In reality, it was just that plecos could survive out of water for over a dozen hours, making people think they could resurrect.

But no matter what, it absolutely could not survive being snapped in half.

He casually tossed the fish's head and body into the lake.

The corpse of this fish would become nutrients for the other fish.

At this time, an angler remarked: Someone must have released plecos into this lake, otherwise, how could there be any.

Yeah, plecos are the most annoying.

The people who hated plecos the most were fishermen and anglers; they would throw away every single one they saw.

At this moment, Zhou Nianqian, who was nearby, also caught the first fish of his life.

Excitement and a sense of accomplishment made him temporarily put Jiang Yunlu and Lin Mo out of his mind.

He then threw himself wholeheartedly into it.

As expected, fishing truly was full of charm.

Over there, Jiang Chengshan reeled in a black bass slightly smaller than the bass Jiang Yunlu had caught.

It could be seen that someone must have released fish fry into this lake.

Otherwise, how could there be both river bass and black bass.

Black bass was an introduced species, after all.

Lin Mo figured that the boss of this campsite probably did not just own this patch of camping ground; this lake and mountain might also belong to their family.

But it did not matter. Lin Mo easily reeled in a crucian carp.

Anyway, Jiang Chengshan had said that it was about quantity, not quality, so Lin Mo just fished casually.