As a master of picking up girls, under normal circumstances, Lu Ziqiao only needs 10 minutes to successfully attract a woman's attention to him.
If the target is a love expert or a woman with a high IQ, a hot figure, a powerful weapon, and a lot of men, she needs to do a good job of intelligence work from the beginning.
Obviously, the other party has been in love longer and has more experience than Lu Ziqiao. In every aspect, he is not comparable to those big-breasted and brainless guys, so during the day.
Lu Ziqiao has done a lot of intelligence work, such as everything about the boss of Rose. In the past ten years, he has been dealing with Rose all the time. If he knows himself and the enemy, he will never be in danger.
Lu Ziqiao believes that the fastest shortcut to success is to fully understand everything about the prey and start from the weakest part of the prey, all day long.
Lu Ziqiao was on this street, inquiring about every company, person, or building that had been in business for more than ten years, asking everything about roses.
The result is: this woman is very beautiful, so beautiful that when you see her, you can feel that your previous thoughts about her were sinful. This woman is excellent.
She is so good that if you say anything, she will know what you are going to say next. This woman is not simple. Countless men have tried to get her drunk in the past 10 years, but no one has succeeded.
Legend has it that this woman is still a virgin, which is definitely the most controversial issue in this bar and even this street, Lu Ziqiao said slowly, Zhou Long, Xiao Huang, and Wang Gai looked at Lu Ziqiao with their eyes wide open.
Yes, from the time they were born to the time they graduated from college, among the three of them, they might have met some so-called experts in picking up girls who claimed to have had sex with countless beauties, but these people had only gone for a walk with girls at best.
It was a job of chatting, and the words of Lu Ziqiao in front of them made the three of them have a different understanding of picking up girls, or in other words, their awareness of picking up girls was greatly improved.
Without saying anything, the three of them looked at Lu Ziqiao and just nodded, as if they were seeing a master of philosophy talking about his latest understanding of the world.
Suddenly all the lights in the entire bar dimmed. Yes, not only did the lights dim, there was no sound at all. This is the rule of this bar.
Or it's an unspoken rule. If you want to see a beautiful woman, just be quiet. If you make a noise when you shouldn't make a business announcement, the legendary rose will leave immediately.
I still want to watch it, but I'm sorry that no matter how much money I spend, I have to wait until next month, and the deposit for booking a seat next month will be doubled. This is not money worship, it's just trying to get rid of some low-quality idlers.
After two minutes of silence, maybe even longer, the whole bar was still quiet. The men who had just been scolding each other in the bar were now very quietly waiting for something.
It's obvious that everyone is waiting for the rose to appear. Of course, if anyone dares to make a sound now, the light tube will light up immediately. I don't know if the rose will go away.
But the person who made the sound will definitely be beaten into a pig's head. Suddenly, in the darkness, in the invisible tense atmosphere, the music started playing.
We meet in the sea of people, gather and disperse outside the reunion, wake up on the window sill, wait for the moonlight to shine down, don’t be too sad, believe that fate is still there, let the clock slowly swing, ticking, waiting for you to come, watch the clouds and water Drifting, watching the fallen leaves being taken away, the pillow wet with tears, the tenderness of the dry pillow, waiting until the next spring and autumn, waiting until the autumn leaves are red...
The soft voice is like an oriole, running through the entire bar. Although it is an extremely old song, the voice of the person singing it suddenly combines everyone's thoughts with the artistic conception of the song.
Two Russian and beautiful women walked in from both sides of the bar while singing. They didn't know that the light coming from them only fell on the female singers.
They were all dresses, and they didn't even reveal much. Although they were not Rose herself, these two women exuded a mature, incomparable, unblasphemous, noble and elegant aura that suddenly filled the entire place, making them both It was the girl in yellow and blue suspenders that day.
"Is it enough to miss you all the sleepless nights? Is it enough to miss you all the sleepless nights?" Obviously this was not sung, but was said subconsciously by Zhou Long.
Yes, this is a sentence that his second mother often hums every time she is drunk. Especially the last two sentences, Zhou Long always remembers them very clearly, because his second mother always wants to sing the final ending with her.
Whoosh, a beam of red light, like a laser, suddenly shot towards Zhou Long in the darkness. If it were in the game, Zhou Long would definitely make a beautiful dodge action.
Then he took out his gun, found the opponent's location as quickly as possible, and then shot the opponent to death. Now Zhou Long just prayed in his heart that the people around him would not hit him in the face.
"What's the situation?" Zhou Long thought to himself, Lu Ziqiao is the protagonist today, okay. Only now did Zhou Long realize that the bar is really dark, so dark that any place without light is completely pitch black.
Zhou Long knew very well that there were Lu Ziqiao, Xiao Huang, and Wang Gai in front of him, but Zhou Long couldn't see them at all, and he was so anxious. Zhou Long didn't care about people who were over 30 years old.
No, based on Zhou Long's association with Yinjian's age, this rose is nearly 40 years old even though she is beautiful. How could Zhou Long be interested in such a woman?
As for beauty, Zhou Long at least has his sights set on those of his peers. The older Zhou Long wants to call others aunties, but to the older female youth Zhou Long, he always feels that they are all big sisters.
Of course, apart from the lack of beautiful women, "You are very familiar with singing," a voice sounded from behind Zhou Long. If a man's first step in attracting a woman is to start with a strong voice.
Well, a woman's attraction to men also starts with her voice. There may be many people with proud figures and angelic faces, but they only have one mouth.
But it will make the little good impression that was originally cultivated disappear. "Yes," Zhou Long said, wearing a red cheongsam with a huge chrysanthemum embroidered on it.
But the red cheongsam was gorgeous, but it couldn't stop the woman in front of him. She exuded a certain affinity in her bones, and a smell that she had never seen before reverberated in Zhou Long's nasal cavity.
Even the wealthy Xia Die does not have this smell. It seems that this is not the smell of perfume, but the original smell of a woman's body, a natural smell.
"Oh, let's talk together," the woman said, raising her arm. Seeing the jade appear in front of his eyes, Zhou Long stood up without hesitation, raised his hand and squeezed the woman's hand.
But the woman led her out of the darkness of the bar. The surroundings were pitch dark, and Zhou Long could even hear the steady breathing in the darkness. It seemed that none of the men sitting there showed signs of life.
"This is unscientific," Zhou Long thought to himself as he walked. Before coming here, Lu Ziqiao had clearly explained the rules at night to Zhou Long, Xiao Huang, and Wang Gai.
First of all, don't talk. Getting beaten is the second. This is a bar. In order to soak up roses, martial arts competitions will be staged here every few days.
The main reason is that after being beaten, the next time we go, the reservation price will be doubled, which is a price that four people cannot afford. No one wants to be taken advantage of, and then there is fierce competition here.
They are all wealthy people with bad tempers. According to the rules here, Rose must first perform on stage to sing, and then play a few games with the guests. It is very cliché but also very torturous.
Maybe Rose will casually say a poem by a great ancient poet and ask people to echo the next sentence, or maybe Rose will say the first half of the sentence herself and someone else will echo the second half.
Or there might be charades or something like that. In short, Rose would play various games with the guests. If she really couldn't choose someone, she could only sing during the song just now.
The person who gave the most reward came out and had dinner with the rose. Of course, what he could do after that depended on the man's ability. But now Zhou Long felt that this rose seemed to be not following the rules.
However, Rose's face did not look weather-beaten, nor was it charming, nor did it have an all-powerful appearance, but only some kind of emotion.
With an affinity that no man could stop, the steps under his feet seemed to be willing to follow Rose. Zhou Long didn't care about so much and walked calmly and calmly.
In the darkness, it seemed that he had just walked for a short while, but Zhou Long had known that except for the waiter standing not far away, all the people around him had left the bar hall.
At least Zhou Long could tell from his hearing that there were no longer breathing sounds from so many people. Those sounds were surprisingly smooth and without any rush, except for the four of them.
Zhou Long knew that the further inside a person went, the richer they were. "Does it mean that richer people have better tempers?" Zhou Long thought to himself, "This is also unscientific."
"Don't worry about your friends inside. They are just asleep, and they sleep soundly. As long as there is a little sound, they can wake up," the woman in front of me said.
There was a table filled with Western food, which looked carefully prepared at first glance. Zhou Long sat at one end, and the woman sat at the other end. From time to time, people came over to carry dishes.
"Rose," Zhou Long asked tentatively, but as soon as he finished asking, he immediately regretted it. Of course the person sitting in front of him now was Rose, could it be someone else.
"Haha," the woman said, "Why don't I look like me?" As she spoke, her big shining eyes looked at Zhou Long with intent, making Zhou Long feel embarrassed.
Zhou Long immediately picked up the half glass of red wine in front of him and drank it. Of course, this was the best way to get rid of the embarrassment. Of course, Zhou Long had always done this, there was no other way.
Zhou Long didn't know how to use the tableware on the table. He was obviously hungry, but looking at the table full of delicacies, Zhou Long could only feel hungrier.
