Chapter 1911: 1844 Su Yun's One Two Three (Monthly Ticket 32000 Bonus Chapter ×64)

"Ah?" Zhou Litao was still a bit dazed.

"It's not a story, it's just the girl's chat log." Su Yun smiled and said, "Your situation is exactly the same as the chat log."

Zhou Litao was speechless; he had realized that his previous assumptions were all wishful thinking.

"There was a junior schoolmate who told her best friend that a little boy confessed to her." Su Yun said, "Of course the result was a direct rejection. The girl agonizedly asked, 'Eight years of friendship—does he not cherish it at all?'"

"Is it over?" Zheng Ren Gang had just sat up straight, ready to listen to a story, but he hadn't expected it to already be over at the very start.

"Yeah, such a sad story—how much longer do you plan to listen?" Su Yun gave Zheng Ren a disdainful glance.

Zheng Ren glanced at Zhou Litao.

Besides, although I don't know whether what Su Yun said is fabricated, the people and events in it are very similar to Zhou Litao's situation.

"Manager Zhou, they're just bored and looking for a chat, yet you treat them as a lover—aren't you in the wrong?" Su Yun asked.

"Not necessarily." Zheng Ren said, "There's a difference from the story you told. Here, Manager Zhou, it was the girl who asked first."

"It means the same thing—surely he expressed some desire, which is why the girl asked." Su Yun said, "Didn't you hear what Manager Zhou just said? You forgot what you said, so she asked me. This sentence is the Spring and Autumn Brush Method; you need to analyze it carefully."

Zheng Ren knew from Zhou Litao's expression that Su Yun had guessed correctly.

This isn't Zheng Ren's area of expertise; his mind is a mush. Moreover, the main point is that Zheng Ren isn't interested—aren't girlfriends just things that fall from the sky?

Hmm, that saying is from Cao Xueqin.

"Manager Zhou, let me just tell you simply—I don't care what you think anymore." Su Yun said.

Zhou Litao nodded repeatedly.

"First." Su Yun pushed Zheng Ren aside, sat opposite Zhou Litao, looked into his eyes, and said, "Speak frankly—between people there are always needs. You might love at first sight, but it's really just lust at first sight; that metaphor is a bit old-fashioned, but it's the basic meaning."

"You have your basic needs met—do you know the girl's basic needs?"

Zhou Litao looked completely bewildered.

"Doing it this way, you're just relying on luck." Su Yun said, "The earliest lesson I taught you was to go to the gym, carrying something that shows you're a Doctor 912—why did I say that?"

"Uh..."

"Show that you're a promising young talent from our great 912. If a girl likes steadiness and practicality, or likes investing in promising stocks, she'll naturally not refuse your invitation—at the very least she'll get to know you properly."

"Look at you—you haven't even got a stroke in your eight characters, and you want to declare your love publicly; did a donkey kick your brain?"

"Yun Ge'er, what do girls need?" Zhou Litao asked blankly.

"Hobbies." Su Yun said, "See what she needs. If she likes to play, and you think you can, then accompany her in playing. If she wants a stable life, show that you have a stable future with endless hope. If she loves money… forget it, you can't afford to keep someone like that."

"……" Zhou Litao felt Su Yun was right; he had never paid attention to these things before.

"Meeting the girl's needs is just the first step to get her to notice you. The rest… well, let's not talk about that now—just get the first step right."

Zhou Litao savored Su Yun's words, feeling they were profound and reasonable.

Zheng Renze felt disdainful inside, thinking that human relations are all about fate and destiny—there's no need for so much big reasoning.

I really fear that Su Yun will lead Zhou Litao astray.

"Take a pen; I'll tell you the following content, and you need to memorize it all. By repeatedly pondering it, you can apply it in practice—just like learning surgery: if you don't study relentlessly, will you be able to perform on stage? I'll give you a chance; if you mess it up directly, who would still let you be the practitioner?" Su Yun said.

Zhou Litao was completely captivated by him; he pulled out a ballpoint pen from his pocket and took an A4 sheet, focusing as intently as if listening to a teacher's lecture in class.

"Between people, it's all fate. As the saying goes, 'A clever wife often accompanies a clumsy husband in bed; a thousand miles of marriage is tied by a single thread.'" Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment—this guy knows he's still spouting nonsense.

"I'll tell you what kind of girl isn't interested in you, so you can save time." Su Yun's finger was still raised there; he simply didn't lower it.

"Replying to your WeChat with no sincerity—just 'uh-huh', 'oh', 'okay', that sort of thing. Even saying A Few Years Ago that I was tired and going to take a shower counts."

Zhou Litao quickly recorded Su Yun's words, as if they were some martial arts secret manual.

"Polite language looks like a reply, expressing courtesy, but actually it shows no interest at all. If this continues, they'll stop replying to you—then you'll feel awkward, won't you?"

"Oh, I've got it." Zhou Litao seemed to recall something, paused briefly, then began recording quickly again.

"Second point, kind girls don't like to directly reject someone. There's one thing you could try—it could serve as a standard."

Zhou Litao's ears perked up.

"When she posts to her Moments, don't just give a like—that only shows you've seen it but don't need to reply, which is aloof. You're not me; you absolutely shouldn't do that." Su Yun said, "If you comment under her photos and get a reply, you can keep in touch. If there's no reply, just forget it."

"Uh……" Zhou Litao stared for a moment, "Yun Ge'er, isn't this too strict?"

"Strict? Wouldn't it be better to give each other a little dignity and face? This isn't strict." Su Yun said, "If you don't like something, you can't just say it outright—you need to find a way out. The deeper meaning, as long as you don't let lust cloud your mind, you can sense it."

Zhou Litao doubted for a moment, but he still honestly wrote down Su Yun's words.

"Third point, after passing the test of her Moments, you can chat with her. But pay attention to frequency and rhythm……"

"What is rhythm?"

"Don't chat too frequently, nor go too long without chatting—this depends on your personal insight; every situation is different." Su Yun's expression remained serious.

Zheng Ren sighed, wishing that every time Su Yun performed surgery, he could be this serious—how great that would be.

"Oh." Zhou Litao obviously didn't understand, just giving a bland "oh".

"If the chat goes well, then you've reached the crucial step one and a half." Su Yun said, "Ask her out. If she's not interested in you, she won't carefully groom and dress up, then readily accept the invitation."

"The word 'readily' is used poorly." Zheng Ren interjected, "Manager Zhou's conditions are still not bad."

"Everything is hard at the beginning—look, he just ruined a seven- or eight-year friendship, showing how hateful he is." Su Yun said without hiding anything.

Zhou Litao almost buried his head under the table.