Soccer: If they're using these kinds of cheats, what's the point of training?

Meanwhile, Zhang Kuang, who was in the locker room, was unaware that his phone number had gone viral, and almost every famous woman in Europe had his number.

After Zhang Kuang finished washing up and tidying up, he turned on his phone again, only to see a text message... He immediately turned off his phone. Luckily, he had only leaked his backup phone number to outsiders.

Just as Zhang Kuang put his phone in his pocket, Grihidin grabbed him from behind and put his arm around his neck.

"Zhang, don't even think about running away." This burly center-back, standing at 1.88 meters tall, was as strong as an ox. Zhang Kuang was almost breathless from being choked by him. "Don't forget what you promised me on the field."

"What did I promise you?" Zhang Kuang forcefully pried his arms off.

"Teach us how to pick up girls!" Grihidin said matter-of-factly. "You said you'd start a class sometime, and the tuition would include a bottle of good wine per person. I've already prepared the wine. When are you starting the class?"

A commotion immediately erupted in the locker room.

"Yes, yes, yes! Teacher Zhang, when does class start?" Minio peeked out from the corner, his eyes shining as if he had discovered a new continent.

"I want to sign up too." Olichi put down his water bottle and raised his hand.

Even Yellen, who doesn't usually participate in these kinds of topics, chimed in. Although she didn't say anything, her expression clearly said, "I want to hear it too."

Zhang Kuang looked at his teammates, whose average age was five or six years older than him, all staring at him expectantly, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious!" Grihidin said, patting his chest. "Do you know how long I've been single since my divorce? A year and a half! A year and a half, bro! Do you know what I've been through during that year and a half?"

"How did you get through it?"

"Every day after training, I would go home and play video games, then sleep, and after waking up, I would come back to train." Grihidin's expression was so pained, as if he were describing some kind of torture. "My youth has been wasted like this."

Zhang Kuang suppressed a laugh: "How old are you this year?"

"Twenty-nine."

"You're twenty-nine years old and still don't know how to pursue girls?" Zhang Kuang looked at him with disdain.

Grihidin was momentarily speechless, then declared matter-of-factly, "I got married at twenty-one, and I didn't have many suitors!"

Another burst of laughter erupted in the locker room.

Zhang Kuang shook his head and walked to the bench to sit down. Grihidin immediately followed and sat down next to him, and the others also gathered around, forming a semicircle.

"Alright then." Zhang Kuang leaned against the wall, hands behind his head, his posture as lazy as someone sunbathing on a beach. "Since you're all so eager to learn, I'll just say a few things. Let me make it clear, listening to this might not be useful, even if it is, you might not be able to learn it, and even if you learn it, you might not dare to use it. If any problems arise later, don't come looking for me."

"No problem, no problem!" Grihidin nodded repeatedly, like a primary school student waiting for class to start.

Zhang Kuang thought for a moment and then said, "If you really want to learn, then I will teach you three moves. Mastering these three moves will basically make you experts in the world of women. Listen carefully, everyone, there won't be a second chance after this."

"Go ahead and tell me, I've recorded it on my DV camera, it's a video tutorial."

"Haha..." The team members laughed.

Zhang Kuang cleared his throat: "First trick: Get yourself in order and find a woman who doesn't talk about you and has a good impression of you. This is crucial. No matter how outstanding a person is, it's impossible to be liked or liked by all the opposite sexes. Some people are just naturally disliked by you, so don't associate with those kinds of women."

"Then how do you tell if someone of the opposite sex finds you attractive? Is someone you can approach?" Grihidin asked.

Zhang Kuang chuckled: "Eye contact, physical contact, and making slightly excessive demands on whether the other person agrees or not—these are the few things that can tell whether the other person likes you or not."

"Tell me more about it," Humbert said, his interest piqued.

Zhang Kuang: "It's about the way she looks at you. Is it gentle or shy, instead of a formal, mechanical look, or even one that hides disgust? Get close to her and see if she greets you or immediately backs away. If it's the latter, it's obvious that she doesn't like you."

For example, you could ask a person of the opposite sex a request that only a boyfriend would make to his girlfriend. See if she agrees. If she does, it's clear she's open to you.

"Wow, there's such a thing? Come on, come on, keep going, keep going."

The crowd's interest was immediately piqued, and they urged Zhang Kuang on.

Zhang Kuang: "The second trick is that you need to provide the opposite sex with emotional value that pleases her. This emotional value includes three types. First, you imply to her that you like her appearance, figure, temperament, scent, etc., and you also like her way of speaking and talent, etc."

The second emotional value is that you need to show that you resonate with her emotionally. For example, if she confides in you about her unhappiness in life, you should say, "Oh my god, I would do the same thing if I were in her shoes. I would even do something worse than you. It's so infuriating." Do you understand what emotional resonance means? If you don't, then I can't teach you.

The third emotional value lies in appropriately showcasing knowledge or skills that the opposite sex greatly admires and respects, making her think, "You're amazing, so knowledgeable."

After Zhang Kuang finished speaking, he looked at his teammates who were listening very attentively. Seeing their thoughtful expressions, it seemed that they were reflecting on where they had gone wrong.

"And what about the third move?" Grihidin asked impatiently.

Zhang laughed wildly: "The third trick is to feign indifference to lure the enemy into a trap. I believe you all know this method, but few of you know how to use it well."

Now, I'll say two things, and you'll understand what true feigned indifference is. The first is: "Darling, I love you so much, but I feel I'm not good enough for your beauty and character. What should I do? I'm dying, let's break up!"

After Zhang Kuang finished speaking, the crowd screamed and cheered, clearly understanding and liking what he meant.

Zhang Kuang pressed his hand down: "This sentence is to create a sense of urgency for the opposite sex, forcing her to make a decision while she is hesitant. The second sentence is, 'Darling, I know some of my thoughts are vulgar, but I can't sleep. I just want to hold you and fall asleep right now. Without you by my side, I feel like half the world is empty. What should I do?'"

Of course, I don't want to sleep with you; I just love you too much. I also don't want you to come and sleep with me; I just want to confess the dirty side of my personality to you.

Whistles of "Awesome! Awesome!" rang out in the locker room, and all the players were excited.

Zhang Kuang chuckled: "This sentence is to break down the last barrier between you and the opposite sex, making her accept your intimate behavior towards her. Don't worry, even if she doesn't come to sleep with you that night, she will generally comply the next time you create an opportunity to sleep with her."

"Okay, this is good."

Zhang Kuang clapped his hands: "Alright, I've finished teaching you three moves. We should pack up and head back now."

Grihidin took a bottle of red wine out of his bag and shoved it into Zhang Kuang's hand: "Tuition fee."

Zhang Kuang glanced at the label—a decent bottle of Bordeaux, not top-tier, but worth forty or fifty euros. He held up the bottle and shook it: "Thanks. I'll bring something better next time."

"There will be a next time?" Grihidin's eyes lit up.

"It depends on my mood."