"No problem! No problem! How was your catch in the first half of the competition? You're the hot favorite to win the championship today!"
"Not bad, caught some fish! Need a hand?"
The referee waved his hand, "No need, let the handsome guys doing the work handle it! They're young and strong!"
"Thanks, handsome! Be careful when you lift it, it's a bit heavy!"
"No worries, how heavy can it be, only a few dozen pounds of fish!" The young man responsible for weighing the fish didn't take it seriously, chatting casually while bending down to grab the fish guard.
The two of them lifted the mouth of the fish guard, and their expressions changed instantly!
The young man could only lift the fish guard halfway before he couldn't move it anymore, his face turning red.
"It's a bit heavy, how about using the landing net to scoop some out?" Zhang Yang suggested.
"Holy shit, how many fish did you catch? It must be over a hundred pounds!"
