The reminder that the dishes were ready ended Zhang Yang's interaction in the livestream room.

According to the viewers' wishes, they would've loved to chat a bit more, even if it was just idle talk. But Zhang Yang still had so many fans offline who came for their team that needed greeting, and with the dishes on the table, continuing the livestream for idle chat didn't make much sense.

Taking one last glance at the chat, Zhang Yang said: "Alright, our food is here!

The online fishing session is temporarily over. If you haven't followed our account, please click follow. Thanks to all the brothers in the livestream for their company! Goodbye!"

With a greeting, the account exited the livestream, and Zhang Yang too stepped out of his role as a fishing technique instructor.

Zhang Yang grinned at everyone at the table: "Sorry for taking up your time!"

"What are you talking about? Just the Flying Kicking details you explained make our trip worth it! Pure gold content!"

"Yeah, Brother Yang, I've been following you since the public account days, over two years now! Could I get your autograph later? In my heart, your fishing skills are just as good as those big shots in the field!"

"What you explained was great, successfully quashing my little thoughts about learning Flying Kicking! We don't have such fast fish here!"

...

The fans didn't hold back in front of Zhang Yang, who was of the same age or even seemed younger than them.

They were all manly men, and apart from a little respectful tone, the communication was smooth.

Zhang Yang chuckled shyly: "Don't flatter me on business stuff, I'm just a bit lucky and love pondering, it's nothing!

Now that the kitchen's started serving, sitting at these small tables isn't exciting!

I suggest we push the tables together, sit around one big table! Since we're in my place, let's drink well at lunch!"

"Alright, we'll follow your lead!"

Zhang Yang's suggestion immediately received everyone's approval, and the group of guys quickly got busy, combining the small foldable tables into a large table. More than twenty people, each taking a seat again.

And Zhang Yang, taking the opportunity of reseating, deliberately sat next to Zhu Wentao.

Zhu Wentao was somewhat surprised by Zhang Yang's initiative to sit next to him.

To be honest, losing the fishing match with such a huge gap made Zhu Wentao and his brothers the most frustrated people on the scene. It's a lie if they said they weren't upset.

So, when everyone was passionately discussing fishing techniques, Zhu Wentao remained silent.

He hadn't expected Zhang Yang to sit right next to him. Could it be that winning a game wasn't enough, and he wanted to further humiliate him?

While Zhu Wentao was deep in thought, Zhang Yang cheerfully opened a pack of cigarettes on the table, offering one to Zhu Wentao and then to others around.

"Feeling a little bothered by losing the fishing match? You've been quiet the whole time!"

Zhang Yang smiled, his tone free of mockery, rather calm like chatting with an old friend.

Zhu Wentao was slightly stunned at his words, paused for a second before taking the cigarette and lighting it, speaking in a deep tone: "Besides losing the fishing match, it would be a lie to say I'm happy!

Before coming, I considered the worst-case scenario, assuming that even if we lost, it would be just on some details and luck, not expecting it to end like this!

There's always someone better; we've realized that firsthand! I'm truly convinced by my loss to you, Zhang Yang!"

Seeing how straightforward Zhu Wentao was in admitting defeat, Zhang Yang grew a liking towards him, lightly said while smoking: "Fishing is our shared hobby, at a passionate age like ours, competing in what we think we excel at is just youthful rivalry, nothing significant.

Don't dwell on the win-lose aspect too much! You've actually done pretty well!"

The sentence "You've actually done pretty well" completely disarmed Zhu Wentao!

Before coming, they thought well of their skills, believing they stood a chance even against top players.

But encountering Flying Copy against Flying Kicking's mighty force was like a 200-pound man bullying a kindergartener, leaving them defenseless.

"Yet we still lost... One against two, and quite badly!" Zhu Wentao rubbed his face.

Zhang Yang smiled again: "Actually, you didn't lose unjustly!

How to say this, fishing for you guys is just a hobby! Because you like it, you've invested a lot of energy into it!

For me, it's my career, my livelihood!

Whenever I'm free, I'm thinking or practicing related fishing techniques, with successes and failures!

Regardless, the immense pressure to survive always drives me!

This difference in mentality leads to completely different results!

I'm not saying this to show off or brag.

You might be better than me in other fields, but regarding fishing, your dedication hasn't reached my level!

You must admit that specializing in a field is crucial! Only with the right attitude can one continue to improve!"

"Only with the right attitude can one continue to improve?" Zhu Wentao muttered after hearing Zhang Yang's words, falling into contemplation.

...

Soon, the waiter brought in freshly cooked dishes, and everyone began their lunch with drinks.