Beachcombing: The beach is full of amazing seafood, but my wife won't let me get out of bed!

Wu Sui was truly disgusted.

He walked over and knocked on the bathroom door, giving the group some instructions.

"After you vomit, go back to bed and lie down, close your eyes and take a nap, and you'll feel better."

The three young men emerged weakly from the bathroom, collapsed onto their respective beds, and were unable to speak.

Chen Ping seemed unaffected, sitting on the lower bunk, writing and drawing in his notebook, recording the data he had observed on the deck.

Lin Tao walked around the cabin twice, feeling utterly bored.

"Ah Sui, it's so boring just sitting here. Let's go to the karaoke bar and sing a couple of songs."

This fishing boat is fully equipped, with a restaurant and a karaoke room and an audio-visual room on the second floor for the owners to enjoy.

Wu Sui couldn't stand their whining any longer, so he nodded and followed Lin Tao up to the second floor.

The karaoke room is filled with small private rooms.

As soon as we arrived on this floor, we could faintly hear strange noises coming from the private rooms.

Lin Tao winked and nudged Wu Sui's shoulder, gesturing for him to look.

Wu Sui almost rolled her eyes.

This guy usually seems pretty serious, so why doesn't he get on the boat? He's like a wild horse that's broken free.

What's the point of watching this live stream? It's not like it's Teacher Cang performing.

Wu Sui pulled Lin Tao to the front desk, registered their wristbands, ordered a fruit platter and drinks, and then went into the private room.

Wu Sui pulled up a sofa and sat down.

"Brother Tao, how about some drinks?"

Lin Tao waved his hand and handed the drink to Wu Sui.

"Forget it, deep-sea fishing is physically demanding."

"If we drink too much and our hands shake, who will be responsible if the fish gets away? Let's just drink beverages today and stay sober."

The waiter brought over the fruit platter, and Lin Tao picked up the microphone and cleared his throat.

"Ah Sui, today I'll show you what your brother Tao's singing voice is like!"

Lin Tao selected an old song and sang it with deep emotion, accompanied by the accompaniment.

To be honest, he actually sang quite well; the tune was mostly on point.

After finishing the song, Lin Tao proudly handed the microphone to Wu Sui.

"Come on, play a song, let me hear the best you've ever heard in your village."

Wu Sui didn't stand on ceremony. He took the microphone, flipped through the song selection screen, and selected a pop song with a very strong rhythm.

As the intro began, Wu Sui stood up, placed one foot on the edge of the coffee table, and struck a cool pose.

Lin Tao leaned back on the sofa, sipping his drink, ready to enjoy the moment.

However, when Wu Sui spoke, Lin Tao spat out the drink in his mouth.

Wu Sui's voice was loud and clear, and the timbre was quite pleasant... but every note he played perfectly avoided the correct key.

He can't reach high notes or low notes; he just shouts at the top of his lungs.

"The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky point to the Big Dipper!"

Wu Sui's singing echoed in the private room, making the speakers hum.

Lin Tao wished he could cover his ears; his facial features scrunched up.

"Ah Sui, Ah Sui... Stop singing!" he shouted, trying to drown out Wu Sui's voice.

But Wu Sui was completely immersed in his own world at this moment, with his eyes closed, shaking his head and singing with great passion.

He not only sang himself, but also interacted with Lin Tao.

"Brother Tao, let's join in! Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Lin Tao was on the verge of tears, wishing he could slap himself twice.

What song should we ask him to sing?

This is downright torture!

After finishing one song, Wu Sui was still not satisfied and requested five or six more.

He ruined everything from pop songs to folk songs to rock.

Even the couple who were fiercely fighting next door had run away, leaving Lin Tao alone huddled in the corner of the sofa, trembling with fear.

"Brother Tao, how did I sing?"

Wu Sui put down the microphone and picked up a drink to moisten his throat.

Lin Tao's face was pale, and he weakly raised his thumb.

"Awesome... Ah Sui, it's a real shame you're not a pig butcher with that voice."

Wu Suiquan took it as a compliment and grinned.

After taking another sip of the drink, I realized the taste was off.

I picked it up and took a look... damn it.

Old Wang is in a hurry!

Damn, their ability to copy is too strong.

The two spent several hours in the karaoke room until Lin Tao couldn't stand Wu Sui's mental pollution any longer and forcibly dragged him back to the cabin.

Back in the cabin, the three young men were already fast asleep.

Chen Ping also lay down on the lower bunk to rest.

Wu Sui and Lin Tao climbed into bed, closed their eyes, and rested to recharge.

The large ship cut through the waves in the night, the roar of its engine becoming the best lullaby.

Wu Sui and the others didn't wake up until the ship's loudspeaker came on.

"Bosses, wake up, wake up!"

Lin Tao rubbed his eyes and peeked out.

"Who is it? Calling for a soul in the middle of the night?"

The bear's voice continued to come.

"Gentlemen, it's 11 p.m. now. We've arrived at the first fishing spot in the area."

Upon hearing this, the people in the cabin instantly became alert.

The three young men, who were initially seasick, immediately jumped out of bed upon hearing that they had arrived at the fishing spot, and excitedly began searching for their equipment.

Chen Ping also sat up, took out his fishing rod, and didn't forget to prepare his notebook to take notes.

Wu Sui jumped down from the upper bunk and pulled Lin Tao down with him.

"Brother Tao, wake up, get back to work!"

Big Bear seemed to be deliberately giving everyone some time before continuing the broadcast after a while.

"For our first fishing spot, we'll be fishing in ponds. Everyone should just prepare lures."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tao immediately pulled out two lightweight lure rods from his bag and tossed one to Wu Sui.

"Ah Sui, don't be nervous. Fish in ponds are usually used as bait."

"I'll just fish casually tonight; I'll probably catch the big fish tomorrow morning."

Wu Sui took the lure rod and nodded.

Skillfully attach the spinning wheel, thread the yarn, and hang a small silver sequin.

He weighed the fishing rod in his hand and turned to look at Lin Tao.

"Brother Tao, shall we go?"

"Let's go!"

The deck was now brightly lit.

The underwater searchlights on both sides of the ship were all turned on, illuminating the surrounding seawater in a stark white light.

Schools of phototactic small fish swam wildly under the lights, splashing water on the surface from time to time.

The thirty-odd anglers each found their spots and began casting their lines.

Wu Sui stood in an empty spot at the stern of the boat, not in a hurry to cast his line, but instead focused on activating the system radar.

In my mind, the sea area within a radius of 500 meters appeared clearly.

Countless tiny points of light gathered frantically about thirty meters below the water's surface.

The so-called "pond fish" is actually the mackerel, it's just that the name varies from place to place.

Its scientific name is Blue Round Tamarinus, which belongs to the genus Blue Round Tamarinus in the family Carangidae.

In different places, it also has other names such as pond fish, stick fish, thorny fish, and yellow croaker.

It is a warm-water, mid-to-upper-level fish that likes to migrate in groups.

During the day, they float to the surface in groups, and at night they exhibit strong phototaxis.

Fishing in ponds uses a multi-hook rig, and everyone prepares roughly the same amount, usually 5 to 6 hooks.

Looking at the dense clusters of lights below, Wu Sui felt that turning on the radar was a waste; he might as well just cast his line directly.