Upon hearing Zhang Yang say he was practicing his rod skills during the competition, Yu Wensheng was slightly taken aback, a surprised expression on his face.
Old Yu has been around the competitive fishing scene for years, and he's met all kinds of anglers, but Zhang Yang's type is really rare.
Experimenting with his ideas and exploring the fishing environment and methods during an official competition—he must have some guts.
"Since Xiao Sun has asked so many questions, I also have one. Teacher Zhang Yang, do you have a mentor in competitive fishing?" Yu Wensheng politely asked a new question.
Upon hearing Old Yu call him "Teacher," Zhang Yang quickly waved his hands, "I don't deserve such a title, Teacher Yu. You're much older than me, please don't address me like that, it'll shorten my life! Just call me Xiao Zhang! I've taught myself fishing and never learned from a teacher."
