"Teacher Ma, it's your turn to tally the scores!" Xiaobao called out again, walking over to Ma Yuhua's side.
Behind them, the young apprentice smartly lifted the fish guard for the old Ma.
"Wow, Teacher Ma caught so many fish, it must be around sixty or seventy!"
"About right, give or take a few fish!"
"Looks like Teacher Ma is almost guaranteed to score a point with this round!"
The crowd whispered among themselves, while old Ma puffed on his cigarette, looking calm but secretly a bit anxious, wondering if he might have caught fewer fish than Zhang Yang again. Hopefully, he could win by a few fish this round!
"66, 68, a full 70! Congratulations Teacher Ma, you caught exactly seventy fish this round!" Xiaobao announced sweetly.
"Okay, not bad, that's about what I expected! Why don't you count the score for your team leader too? He probably isn't far behind!" Ma Yuhua visibly relaxed, speaking kindly for a change.
