The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Who even writes letters these days? Despite Jialing College being so large, it probably doesn't receive more than ten letters a day. People barely use email anymore, let alone direct mail. Of course, perhaps the next generation of non-mainstream, even more alternative people might return to tradition, feeling that correspondence highlights their individuality.

"What did you say? A letter for me? Are you sure?" Zhang Yuze asked, looking at Lin Kunhong in front of him, pointing at himself with a bewildered expression.

"Yeah! I was at the security office just now and saw a letter there. I thought I saw your name on it, so I took it for you, boss. Take a look! See if it's yours," Lin Kunhong said, placing the letter in front of Zhang Yuze.

Hearing Lin Kunhong's sarcastic tone, Zhang Yuze felt something was off. Could it be another love letter? Zhang Yuze felt strange.

Ever since Zhang Yuze shone at the school's parties a few times, he had been receiving more and more love letters, which became a source of bragging rights for him. At first, Zhang Yuze was complacent and replied to the letters, saying that they could continue to get to know each other and hinting at the possibility of developing to the "limit." This made his other roommates extremely envious.

Many even came with photos. However, most of them were the kind of girls whose looks were too 'creative,' and Zhang Yuze's current standards simply couldn't appreciate them. In the end, Zhang Yuze's heart grew cold. Whenever he saw a girl in a photo who didn't suit his taste, he wouldn't reply.

Zhang Yuze took the cartoonish-looking letter, feeling puzzled. However, the handwriting on it was very delicate, so it should be a girl. Zhang Yuze thought to himself, could it be that some girl is playing a prank on me!

Although he thought so in his heart, he couldn't resist his curiosity and tore open the letter.

However, Zhang Yuze only found one sentence inside: 'Come to the coffee shop for a while.' The handwriting was very beautiful and elegant, done in one stroke, clearly from a girl's hand.

"Boss, how is it? Is there a date? Can I, your little brother, observe and learn, and perhaps offer some on-site guidance?" Lin Kunhong asked Zhang Yuze with a grin.

"I'll observe your head! Go do what you need to do, and don't bother me!" Zhang Yuze said angrily, tapping Lin Kunhong's head with a pen.

Looking at the extremely beautiful handwriting in his hand, Zhang Yuze thought to himself: People often say that handwriting reflects the person, which means that the girl is likely to be a beauty. Thinking of this, Zhang Yuze's heart couldn't help but stir.

Jialing College only has one coffee shop near the artificial lake, which was opened by impoverished students with the support of the Work-Study Center. When business is good, it's quite popular.

When Zhang Yuze arrived, there were already some Xiamen University students sitting in twos and threes, with couples at each table.