The Art of No Picking Up

Jonas said lightly, "I'm not here for the money, not for the money, but for the girls!"

Stig said, "Well, if you're determined to learn how to pick up girls, then I'll teach you everything I have to make sure 99.8 percent of girls can't withstand your attacks."

Jonas mused and said, "So, how do we take this one in a thousand population?"

Stig looked at J, "There is no perfect thing, my way can handle most women, but there are some very promising women that are hard to deal with, but better than you looking for trouble everywhere."

Jonas was confused. Jonas looked at Brother Stig and asked: "No, you a junior high school graduate of the boy, unexpectedly put so many girls on the hook. Even the small girls in the university can also handle it."

Stig took a drag on his cigarette and said to Jonas, "I have heard of a Sukunzi Sukunzi who seduced several women in his own words, and a bum who used a few tricks to charm women, and I have a saying that there is no such thing as a woman you can't get your hands on if you want!"

Jonas suddenly thought of something and said, "I thought you said your girlfriend was a top student in the foreign language department?"

Stig looked at Jonas and said, "Yes, how can such a beautiful girl fall for a man like me?"

Jonas said: "You have the power!"

Stig said triumphantly, "You do what I tell you to do, and it won't be long before you get to sleep with all the women you want!"

Jonas was ecstatic, "Even if I do die, it will be worth it!"

After that, they drank a lot of wine before Jonas came home in a daze, as if Stig had carried him home.

Jonas was so drunk that by noon the next day, Jonas had gotten up and taken a sip of water and was getting ready for some sleep when there was a knock at the door outside.

Jonas nodded, and sure enough, it was Brother Stig. He immediately said to J, "Do you want to follow me and learn how to date girls? From today on, I will give you a lesson. This is your first lesson. You will come with me."

Jonas looked tired, "I'm tired, can you give me a break?"

Stig said imperiously, "Ten thousand years, too long, do you want to be with a beautiful woman?"

Jonas pictured Sui and Cheng in his mind, then said to Stig, "I do!"

Stig looked to J, "You follow me!"

As they walked and talked, Stig told Jonas about his dream: "You think love is beautiful, but to me, it's shit. You have to recognize the situation if you want the woman you like.

It's like a deal, and as long as there's an agreement, it can go ahead. From the players' point of view, it's a game where you just type in the right commands and get paid accordingly.

To me, women and their hobbies are just symbols. If you write it right, you will succeed, and if you write it wrong, you will fail."

Jonas asked quizzically, "You don't think of women as humans, you think of them as symbols, you think our love is like business, don't you?"

Stig looked sternly at J, "Remember, there are enemies and friends in this world, there is no single benefit! Everyone, everything, has its advantages and disadvantages. You choose a beautiful woman just to satisfy your desires and vanity, and for these beautiful women to follow you, you have to show them what is good for them, not just you!"

Jonas looked incredulous, "It is also too cold, people, it is always for profit, not love!"

Stig blurted, "You used to treat people with sincerity, how are you doing now?"

Jonas wiped cold sweat from his brow, "Not a clue."

"That said, your plan is not good and your demands are high," Stig said confidently.

Jonas hesitated, "If so, am I still me?"

"If you want to chase a girl, choose something else," Stig said lightly.

Jonas gritted his teeth at the painful memory of his previous rejection and said, "I'll find a sister and learn a theory first."

Stig exclaimed, "No, this is not our first class, but we want to give you a new impression. You were a gentleman when you were in our school, but look at you. What kind of man are you now?"

Jonas looked depressed: "don't you say, after work, I do not exercise, so the body fat is more. Plus, I am this time, love lost, so it will be such a mess."

Stig: "You don't have to be handsome, but you have to be special. Look at you, all dirty, shaggy, unshaven and fat. You think you're the richest father in the world?"

Jonas lowered his voice, "I can be his uncle."

Stig pretended not to hear anything, just bossed, "Let's go get our hair cut, next location."

At the salon, Stig whispered in his ear, then said to J, "I've made a look for you that you may not accept at first, but you have to try, or you'll be a single dog for the rest of your life!"

Jonas nodded, "Forget it, let it go."

Twenty minutes later, after cutting her hair, Jonas looked in the mirror and saw that her hair was strange. The sides had been trimmed off a fraction and turned into a board brush, with a long strand of hair in the middle, coated in hairspray and looking like a third-string star, or maybe a nightclub dancer.

Jonas pointed to his head and asked Stig, "What do you think of this look?"

Stig laughed, "It was weird at first, but you'll get used to it, girl, that's natural, suck it up, go, next stop."

Jonas was pleased, was he going to introduce a girl to himself?

But when Stig arrived at a gym, Stig suddenly stopped and looked at Jonas. "You've got a lot of fat on you too. It's time to lose some weight. I don't expect you to be like the bodybuilders, but the fat is piling up on you. It's really ugly. It's good for your body to do more exercise."

With that, he didn't wait for Jonas to agree and pulled him straight to the gym. Jonas was not too fat, but he had been working in the office so little for the last few years that in five minutes she was out of breath.