The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

"Host, do you know how many more fish that little boy caught during the daytime?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Fang Hao's complexion turned dark.

Are you doing this on purpose? It's just like bringing up the worst possible thing.

At such a happy moment, you just have to bring up something unhappy.

Don't push me to silence you at such a joyful time!

"Moderator!!!!"

"Haha, he's getting anxious, the host is getting anxious."

"I'm dying of laughter, the host must have hit a sore spot."

"When a person is good-looking and someone calls them ugly, they just smile faintly. But when a truly ugly person is called ugly, they get angry because it's the truth."

"It's the host's own fault for not catching a single fish."

"I guess the little boy must have caught a few more afterward."

"It's like a newbie gift pack, novices have such good luck. I'll try fishing someday to see if I have that kind of luck."

"Hehe, bros, I've already bought a fishing rod. I plan to try fishing tomorrow."

"Me too, after watching the host's fishing livestream, even I, who have never fished before, want to give it a try."

"..."

Actually, that little boy did catch one more after Fang Hao left, making for a total of four fish.

The boy's father, Fishing Buddy Zhang, had posted photos in the fishing group, so Fang Hao knew perfectly well.

But the clearer it was, the more it hurt.

Seeing others catch fish one after another, while his own space remained empty.

Fang Hao simply blocked the group messages afterward.

Doing so meant he wouldn't see the messages usually, avoiding the daily sight of others' fish photos.

When he wanted to chat, he'd join the conversation; when he didn't, he kept the messages blocked.

This made him feel a lot better.

As long as he didn't see the messages, it was like no one else was catching fish.

Even if he didn't catch any himself, he wouldn't feel too bad.

At this time, Fang Hao's livestream room had also broken through a million viewers.

In less than two minutes, it shot from one hundred thousand to a million — the growth was incredibly fast.

Hu Ya Platform gave plenty of prominence too, not only featuring him in the most visible spot on the homepage but also giving a pop-up recommendation. Nearly everyone entering the Hu Ya Platform could see the recommendation.

This showed how much Hu Ya valued him.

Su Baige hadn't even eaten dinner, watching the backend the whole time, fearing any possible emergency might arise.

Indeed, when she saw Fang Hao go live a few minutes earlier than scheduled, she was glad she hadn't left her post.

Immediately, she pushed all the recommendations she had arranged beforehand.

That's how Fang Hao's livestream room grew so quickly.

In the evening, the audience for livestreams is even bigger than during the daytime; this was prime time.

One million viewers was not Fang Hao's limit.

The viewership in his room kept rising rapidly, and maybe... the evening's tally could potentially surpass two million!

Su Baige was also looking forward to this moment.

She believed in Fang Hao's potential.

She felt fortunate to have discovered such a treasure of a host. If she hadn't made a decisive move to poach him, that would have been a true loss.

Compared to this, Shark Platform was somewhat unhappy.

They had lost a host with a million-viewer potential for nothing.

And looking at the situation, a million was not the limit for Fang Hao's viewership; it was still on the rise, making it hard for anyone to conclude his popularity was just that.

Five million? Or ten million viewers?

It was difficult to say, given he had only been livestreaming for a short while and was nowhere near his peak.

Just a few days ago, he had been their Shark Platform host.

But not only had they failed to recognize such a promising newcomer, they had even sealed his livestream room over some issues, leading to Hu Ya poaching him.

They didn't gain any advantage in this ordeal.

He inadvertently gifted his rival, Hu Ya, a God of Wealth.

That was the most unsettling part.

Just for today, the traffic on Shark Platform slipped by quite a bit, roughly about fifteen percent less than usual.

By contrast, Hu Ya was bustling with activity, truly lively, with their overall traffic experiencing a surge today.

Obviously, this spike in traffic included some of the loss from Shark Platform.

"Everyone, think of some ways we can remedy this?"

Losing a Fang Hao won't be crippling for Shark Platform; they aren't short of anchors with a million fans.

Who doesn't have a few pillars of their community?

But a decline in traffic, that is the real issue.

What they need to do now is stabilize the platform's traffic; that's the most important task at hand.

Shark Platform held an emergency meeting late into the night to discuss countermeasures.

...

How could Fang Hao easily silence his beloved viewers? At most, he would ban them from speaking for 365 days... just joking, it's just a thirty-second ban for a bit of show effect.

That's his style of live streaming.

Relaxed, comfortable, without any burdens.

Mingling with this group of viewers as one of them.

That's also why so many people like watching his live streams.

They're drawn to such a light-hearted, cheerful atmosphere.

With the pressures of everyday life weighing heavily, it's essential to find something joyful to alleviate the stress.

Watching Fang Hao fail to catch fish is their greatest pleasure.

It's so much fun to tease the host in all sorts of ways.

Whether they can learn fishing skills or whether the host can catch a fish, it's all the same.

They're not here to learn techniques through the live stream.

Those serious about learning fishing skills wouldn't watch Fang Hao's live stream, lol.

They might be afraid of learning how to not catch any fish.

"Has the host changed the fishing spot again tonight?"

Under the flashlight's glow, the audience also noticed that the surroundings seemed a bit different from before.

The river before them appeared deeper and broader than during the day, and the current was smoother.

"You're not wrong, I did switch to a new fishing spot."

"I used to fish here often before I started live streaming, and I've caught quite a few fish in this spot."

"I know precisely where the fish are in this area."

"So tonight, you guys will witness the moment I catch a fish."

Fang Hao's confidence was back.

He was convinced he could catch fish that night.

This was his lucky place.

He had never returned empty-handed from here.

"Oh? That confident?"

"Seeing the host this confident puts my mind at ease."

"Host, don't talk big now. Even if you've caught fish before, it's no guarantee you'll catch one today."

"Waiting for the moment the host gets a slap in the face, I sure don't believe you can catch one."

"The hunting moment is upon us."

"Let's see what the host will catch tonight."

Now, everyone was looking forward to seeing Fang Hao make a fool of himself.

Fang Hao was also aware of the nature of his viewers in the live stream; each one of them was his little hater.

He had them all figured out.

Alright, since you all don't believe I can catch a fish, then I'll show you how I'm going to catch one this time.

If I don't show some real skill, you'll all think I'm Hello Kitty.

Uncle may endure it, but Auntie can't.