May I bother you for a moment

Su Yang was also sizing up Chu Qiunan and the two girls in the distance.

Because the street was quite crowded, the three of them were currently blocked from view by a group of tourists.

However, he had gotten a clear look at the two girls' faces earlier. In his opinion, they were easily around an 85 out of 100.

But even if they reached an 85, he wasn't planning to "bind" them, mainly because he already had a fair number of bindings at the moment.

From now on, he wouldn't temporarily bind anyone below 90, unless he encountered someone he genuinely really liked. Otherwise, future binding targets needed to be of exceptionally high quality.

After all, not binding just meant missing out on the money from favorability. It wasn't like he couldn't do anything if he wanted to.

To confirm the two girls' looks, Su Yang still inquired in his mind.

—System, what's the attractiveness score for those two girls over there?

[Chen Yulu, Attractiveness: 88]

[Chen Yuxin, Attractiveness: 88]

—Just as I thought, 88. That's really high. Ah, forget it, I can't just bind every pretty girl I see. I've only bound two over 90 so far.

—Let me see the detailed information.

[Chen Yulu, Age: 19]

[Height: 166cm]

[Weight: 53kg]

[Appearance: 88]

[Figure: 90]

[Number of Relationships: 1, Currently in a relationship]

[Number of Partners: 0]

[Characteristics: Loves traveling, somewhat introverted personality]

[Chen Yuxin, Age: 19]

[Height: 166cm]

[Weight: 54kg]

[Appearance: 88]

[Figure: 90]

[Number of Relationships: 0, Single]

[Number of Partners: 0]

[Characteristics: Loves singing, outgoing personality]

—Gotta say, they really are two high-quality prospects. With looks like that, they'd be more than qualified to be actresses.

—Ah well, let it be for now.

Just as he was thinking this, Liu Bo chuckled beside him: "Hey, look, Old Chu is coming back."

"Check out his expression!" Ji Bo craned his neck to say.

"He doesn't look very happy, hahaha! Looks like he didn't get it, hahaha!!!"

The others had also noticed Chu Qiunan walking over. His expression was somewhat grim, and he was punching the air as he walked.

"HAHAHAHAHA!!"

Before Chu Qiunan even got close, the five of them couldn't help but burst into laughter, holding their stomachs.

Zhang Ziming was laughing so hard tears were about to come out. He leaned against a wall, half-bent over: "Aiyo! I can't take it! Hahaha, that expression of his is just too funny!!"

Ji Bo squatted on the ground, wiping tears from the corner of his eye: "Damn, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying!"

Chu Qiunan saw the five of them laughing at him from afar. He scratched his head, strode over, took out a cigarette, lit it, and said: "Stop laughing! Is it really that funny?"

"Hahaha, can't help it!!" Zhang Ziming, who had just recovered, started laughing again upon hearing Chu Qiunan's voice.

Chu Qiunan took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled: "Laugh, go ahead and laugh. Let me tell you guys about these two girls—nobody is getting their WeChat."

Meng Wenzhou worked his jaw, easing his cheeks which were sore from laughing: "What if I get it?"

"If you get it, I'll call you Dad!!"

"Oh ho? That confident, are you?"

“Hmph, these two girls' looks are on par with the girls in our group. They were polite enough when they talked, but they just wouldn't add WeChat. They said they never add people they don't know.”

Meng Wenzhou sneered dismissively: "Heh, clearly they just weren't interested in you and gave you a random excuse to brush you off."

Chu Qiunan squatted on the ground: "Then you go try. I'm telling you, if you can get even one of their WeChats, I'll call you Dad!"

"Hahaha, deal! For that 'Dad', I'll show you guys today what it means to be Haicheng's number one charmer!"

With that, Meng Wenzhou strode towards the ice cream shop.

The others continued to watch.

"If Brother Meng goes, I reckon you're 100% gonna be calling him Dad later. He's got some skills when it comes to picking up girls."

Liu Bo said, staring at Meng Wenzhou's retreating back.

Chu Qiunan looked disdainful: "If he gets it, I'll call him. No big deal. But I don't think he'll get it either!"

"Then we'll see~"

By now, Meng Wenzhou had reached the ice cream shop entrance. He didn't go straight up to chat them up like Chu Qiunan had.

Instead, he first loitered a bit by the door, then went to the neighboring coffee shop where there was no line.

Seeing this, Chu Qiunan asked: "What's he doing? Why's he buying coffee?"

Su Yang laughed: "Heh, you don't get it, do you? Buy two coffees first, then find some random reason to go ask the two girls for a small favor. Finally, as a thank you, give them the coffee. Wouldn't that make the chances of getting their WeChat a lot higher?"

"Damn?" Chu Qiunan unconsciously let out a curse of surprise: "Why didn't I think of that?"

"If you could think of it, you wouldn't have come back with your tail between your legs~" Liu Bo said, winking at Chu Qiunan with a grin.

"Tch, damn it!"

......

A few minutes later, Meng Wenzhou walked back. From his expression, you couldn't tell any emotional fluctuation for the moment.

However, seeing how he politely nodded goodbye to the two girls before coming back, it was very likely he had succeeded.

Before Meng Wenzhou got close, Liu Bo quickly went up to meet him and asked: "Brother Meng, how'd it go? Did you get it?"

Meng Wenzhou gave a slight smile, paused for two seconds, then spoke: "No."

"What??"

"HAHAHAHAHA!!" Hearing this, Chu Qiunan finally let out a sigh of relief and burst out laughing.

"You scared me! I thought you got it!"

"Are you serious? You really didn't get it?" Su Yang also asked.

Meng Wenzhou looked at Su Yang and shook his head helplessly: "Really didn't. Those two girls absolutely refused to add WeChat, wouldn't give their numbers either."

"Wow, that tough?"

"It really is a bit difficult. Probably one of the hardest girls to pick up I've ever encountered."

"Wait, didn't I see you give them the coffee? And they accepted it. They still wouldn't give you their WeChat?"

Meng Wenzhou looked at Chu Qiunan: "Just like he said, they said they don't add strangers on WeChat."

"Heh, see? What did I tell you? It's really hard to get."

"The main thing is we also have to give you guys time to go try, otherwise if I had more time to chat and get familiar with them, I probably could have gotten it too." Meng Wenzhou said, turning his head to look somewhat regretfully towards the ice cream shop.

At this point, Zhang Ziming, not believing it was impossible, said: "I don't buy it. You guys couldn't get it probably just because they weren't into you. It's up to me now. What if those two just happen to like my style? I'll get it on the first try."

"Then go ahead, no one's stopping you."

"Alright, I'm off!" Zhang Ziming said, puffing out his chest and walking forward with his head held high.

Two minutes later, he came back, dejected, just like Chu Qiunan.

After the group had a good laugh at his expense, Liu Bo and Ji Bo looked at Su Yang: "Brother Yang, it's your turn~"

"Yeah, I think since none of those three got it, the two of us probably have even less chance. You go try first. If it still doesn't work, we won't go get humiliated."

Su Yang thought for a moment and said: "Alright then, I'll go."

With that, under everyone's gaze, he quickly walked towards the ice cream shop.

About twenty meters away, Su Yang walked while thinking about how to start a conversation once he got there.

Although he was surrounded by many beautiful women, he was completely inexperienced when it came to initiating a conversation himself.

Ever since he got the system, it was almost always the girls who approached him first. In all his life, he had never truly gone up to a girl on the street to strike up a conversation.

As he was thinking, he had already arrived at the ice cream shop entrance. It just so happened that the sisters Chen Yulu and Chen Yuxin were next in line to buy ice cream.

Su Yang didn't plan to approach them directly. He walked to the neighboring Luckin Coffee shop and said to the barista behind the counter, "A cold brew Americano, please."

"You got it. What roast level would you like, sir?"

"Medium roast is fine."

"Alright, please wait a moment~"

While ordering his coffee, Su Yang scanned the two girls a couple of meters away with his peripheral vision.

He saw they had already bought their ice cream and were turning to walk in his direction.

Seeing this, Su Yang deliberately turned his body away, pretending to look at the menu posted by the shop's entrance.

Just as he turned, he happened to make eye contact with the two girls.

Su Yang gave them a slight smile without saying a word, then continued looking up at the ice cream shop's menu.

At that moment, one of the two girls stepped forward with a smile and spoke up, "Excuse me, handsome, can I bother you for a moment?"

...

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