"13 best-selling wishes! Proposed by Mai Fukawa, get auspicious food!"
The Great Condor narrowed his eyes and shouted passionately to the camera, calmly and without any sense of stage fright. The seniors Mica Eto, Mai Shiraishi and Nana Hashimoto were by her side and they did not take away the limelight from her at all. This is also thanks to the fact that I frequently attended other variety shows in the first half of the year, and even went to Cannes, so I won’t have stage fright when filming my own variety show.
Slowly, the invisible aura of the great condor emerged.
"yeah...."
The other three cheered. It's just that Hashimoto Nanami's voice is listless. No wonder, it's good for her to get up so early.
"Haha, that's it. It's not six o'clock in the morning yet. Good morning, everyone." The Great Condor pulled on his hood, trying to stop the rain from dripping into his collar. "Unfortunately, it's raining now."
"I can hardly open my eyes..."
Hashimoto Nana said somewhat helplessly.
"Well, our target today is the young amberjack. It is said that it is a very auspicious fish whose name changes according to its size." The Great Condor explained to the other three people present, and also told the audience who were watching later.
"Oh~"
"In the fishing industry, 'HIT!' refers to the fish taking the bait and catching it, so it means catching a lot of fish." The big condor squinted his eyes, and the rain gradually became heavier, "Because it is the thirteenth order, So everyone must work hard to catch more than 13 fish.”
As he spoke, the Great Condor imitated Takayama Ichimi's usual way of speaking and added hand movements to make the content of his speech more concrete.
"Do you have any confidence?"
"have!"
"Get aboard!"
"oh!"
Looking at the four beautiful beauties in front of them, people who don't know may think they have been brainwashed by pyramid schemes.
When they got on the rickety deck, the Great Condor was worried about whether they could return to the shore alive today. The weather looked like a typhoon was coming, with strong winds and rain. They even asked the boatman specifically, but the boatman did not recommend them to go to sea. The weather conditions today are quite bad, and we can barely meet the conditions for going out to sea.
Before arriving at the fishing destination, the four people sat on the bench on the deck, arm in arm. The big condor was sandwiched between Shiraishi Mai and Hashimoto Nanami, and their two arms could touch soft spots from time to time. .
"Oh~ah hahaha."
Several people were sitting on chairs and supporting each other. The Great Condor was from Hokkaido. Hokkaido is rich in seafood, such as autumn salmon, scallops, kelp, etc. However, she had never been to the sea, and her feet kept rolling around. Somewhat insecure.
Twenty minutes later, the fishing boat arrived at the designated destination. The crew on the boat began to take out fishing rods for the members, one on each side of the middle of the boat, and one on each side of the stern. The Great Condor and Mai Shiraishi were placed on both sides of the middle of the boat, and the bridge Naomi Honana and Mica Eto were at the stern.
The crew helped the Great Condor to hang up the bait, and she threw the rod herself, released the line, and the hook sank. As the waves floated on the bottom of the boat, the tugging feeling of the sea water kept making the Great Condor think that she had been hooked, so that she failed to reel in the rod several times. It's all in vain.
The big condor is sitting on the edge of the boat, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and his whole body is covered tightly. From a distance, it looks like a black thing curled up in a ball, with a fishing rod emerging from its body. ,like a statue. After sitting there for almost twenty minutes, the big condor didn't catch anything, not to mention fish, not even seaweed.
"Ah, yes, what...what should I do, roll up the line?"
Just as the Great Condor was looking at the fishing rod in a daze, Hashimoto Nana's exclamation from the same side of the stern attracted her attention. Hashimoto Nana stood up, held the fishing rod with her left hand, and began to rock the rod with her right hand to reel in the line. The front section of the fishing rod was pulled down tightly, bending into a beautiful arc.
"It's finished, have you caught it?" Nana Hashimoto pulled up the fishing rod without expecting it, "Yes!"
Hashimoto Nana didn't pull the line over with her hands, but a fish was flopping and tumbling at the hook.
"Hey, what kind of fish is this? Ah, rock bass."
I originally came here to catch young amberjacks, but I didn't expect to encounter a school of rock bass. Nana Hashimoto caught a lot of rock bass, as did Mica Eto. The only young amberjack was caught by Mai Shiraishi.
On the other hand, the bucket next to the big condor was still empty, and the crew members next to it were also a little puzzled. Even if they no longer know how to fish, why are there a group of stone perch below that are biting the hook? Is there a problem with the bait? I checked the line for the Great Condor and found that there was nothing wrong with the bait, the fishing line and the rod, but I couldn't catch it, which was very strange.
Not long after, Micai Eto also caught the fish.
However, as expected of someone from Hokkaido, Hashimoto Nana caught a lot of fish, but surprisingly there was not a single young amberjack, all were rock perch.
"Ah...it's still a stone perch. Is this a stone perch?" Nana Hashimoto reluctantly took the fish in her hand and looked at it. "What should I do? I seem to have become Master Stone Bass..."
"Nanamin!" the great condor shouted not far away.
"Um?"
"He Dumu's Stone Bass? Hahaha!"
"...." Being mocked by the great condor, Hashimoto Nana was speechless, "Eagle, have you caught it?"
"...No..."
"Then you still talk about me."
"..."
Two people weigh half a catty against eight taels, so no one can say anything about the other.
Perhaps in order to take care of the 13 single CENTER who didn't catch a fish, they drove further and changed places. Seeing the time passing by little by little, and the time to return to Hong Kong was approaching, the Great Condor began to feel impatient. 13 single CENTER went back without catching anything. Isn’t it a big joke? To be superstitious, it might be possible. To say that being accused is ominous.
The Great Condor heard that the staff next to her seemed to be pretending to tie a young amberjack to her.
After sitting for a long time, the Great Condor felt some pain in his buttocks. He was about to stand up and move around. He held the fishing rod in his hand without letting go and twisted his waist. The pain in his buttocks was much better. At this moment, the fishing rod, which had been unresponsive, suddenly There was a huge force, and the great condor's light body was almost pulled into the sea. If she hadn't reacted quickly and pressed her foot against the edge of the ship, she would have been swallowed by the sea at this time.
"I help..."
The Great Condor had already used a lot of strength just to hold the fishing rod in her hand without being pulled away. She was afraid that the rod would be gone if she let go. The crew members who were standing aside were betting on how long it would take for the big condor to catch a fish. When they noticed something was wrong, they immediately ran over. The fishermen put their thick hands on the fishing rod, and the big condor felt that most of its strength was taken away, but She didn't dare to let go, because the fishermen helped her reel in the line.
"Get a belly top!"
The Great Condor only heard the fisherman next to her shout so loudly that her head was buzzing.
Another crew member took something from the cabin and gave it to him. He didn’t know whether it was plastic or iron. After putting it on, he told the big condor to let go, put the fishing rod on his belly, and controlled the fishing rod. The big condor looked on. Just by hearing the sound of releasing force, you knew it was not a small fish. The fisherman skillfully controlled the rod, pressing down on the rod while reeling in the line, all in one go.
After about forty seconds, the fish under the water gradually surfaced. The fish is quite ugly, with very long pectoral fins. At a rough glance, it is about one meter in length. Its huge body keeps slapping the water surface, fluttering about. A lot of seawater is blown away by the fins, and even hits it. The face of the great condor.
"What...what kind of fish is this?"
It is torpedo-shaped in appearance, with smooth skin and streamlined fins. The dorsal fin is dark yellow, the pectoral fins on both sides are extremely long, the tail fin is crescent-shaped, the back has a dark blue metallic luster, and the edges and abdomen are silvery white.
She doesn’t eat seafood, so she’s not very familiar with sea food. The big condor just looked familiar to her, but she couldn’t really name it.
"Tuna, albacore," the fisherman explained. With that said, he brought the albacore tuna to the deck.
"Boom!"
The huge fish body slapped on the deck and made a loud noise. Except for Hashimoto Nanami, who noticed something abnormal from the beginning, the two people on the other side also heard the sound and rushed over.
"Thump thump thump..." The fish tail slapped the deck forcefully, making a series of sounds.
"It's amazing, it's so big." Micai Eto sighed while holding on to the cabin.
"Tuna? Wow!" Mai Shiraishi's eyes widened. "Good job, Eagle."
The big condor still hasn't recovered yet. No wonder it was almost pulled down just now. It turned out to be a big fish over one meter long. Fortunately, I reacted quickly. Otherwise, if I was pulled down, I wouldn't know how to swim. I wonder if I could get on the boat alive. For sure. With lingering fear, she stood aside blankly.
"Little girl, you are very strong to avoid being swallowed." The fisherman who helped her pull the fish up said without hesitation, "This tuna is very strong. This head is the largest albacore tuna I have ever seen." , I guess two fish are heavier than your small body."
Looking at the fish that were still full of vitality on the deck, the big condor was convinced.
I didn’t catch the young amberjack, but I caught a tuna which was an unexpected surprise. Although the big condor didn’t catch the line, the hook was bit by the big condor when it was in its hand. According to the fishermen, this was a pretty big tuna, and they even wanted to pay for it, but the big condor said it was still useful, so they didn't sell it.
The time has come. I returned to the port and clicked. Except for the Big Mac caught by the big condor, the other three people caught exactly 45 fish, among which the main force of Hashimoto Nanami's rock bass was the main fish, which was just in time. After picking up the number 46, it can be regarded as destiny.
