The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Uh!" Duan Fei also knew that what he said was too blunt. He smiled awkwardly, chuckled, and turned to look at the girl beside him who was staring intently at Zhang Yuze. He introduced her, saying, "Yuze, recently we hired a sophomore student as a coach for our martial arts club. She is Zheng Jie, the runner-up of the FJ Wing Chun Youth Group."

Zhang Yuze was greatly surprised to hear that this seemingly formidable girl was actually the runner-up in Wing Chun. Zhang Yuze knew a little about Wing Chun, which is a kind of close-quarters combat.

However, Zheng Jie looked at Zhang Yuze meaningfully and said faintly, "I don't think my runner-up title is anything in front of Junior Zhang, right?"

Zhang Yuze frowned upon hearing Zheng Jie's words and said to her, "I don't know what Senior means by that."

"Humph!" Zheng Jie took a deep look at Zhang Yuze but didn't say anything else.

Zhang Yuze shook his head, wondering where he had offended this senior who looked quite attractive. Seeing that she didn't want to pay attention to him, Zhang Yuze didn't want to offer a warm face to a cold reception. He turned to Duan Fei and said, "Fortunately, we are also a martial arts club. This is a national treasure! How did we end up here? If foreign friends see this, they will laugh at us for not even knowing how to promote our own country's civilization."

Duan Fei's expression also turned ugly upon hearing Zhang Yuze's words, and he lowered his head in silence. Only Li Mingxia beside him said helplessly to Zhang Yuze, "Yuze, you don't know! It's not that we don't want to fight for it, but the Student Union Committee doesn't approve it!"

"That's outrageous! Does it mean that even on our own country's land, we have to be bullied by our own people? There's no such logic in the world!" Zhang Yuze's hand tightly gripped the iron railing beside him, his heart filled with extreme anger.

"Yuze, don't be angry. Actually, we can't completely blame the Student Union Committee. Every year, the martial arts clubs in the college have a grand competition. The top-ranked clubs have the right to choose the club territory they want. It's just that our current martial arts club doesn't have any strong talents. We lose every grand competition, so our martial arts club has become like this now," Zhang Zhenzhong beside Duan Fei said to Zhang Yuze helplessly.

"What! It turned out to be like this." Zhang Yuze's expression became even more unsightly. It didn't feel good for anyone to hear that they had lost a martial arts competition to others in their own country.

"Alas! That's why I'm now eager to improve the club's strength. I hope to make a breakthrough in this year's competition, or at least not lose so badly," Duan Fei said with a sigh.

"What are the rules?" Zhang Yuze raised his head and looked at Duan Fei.

"Each club sends three people to participate in the competition, competing in groups. Whoever can reach the end wins first place. The benefit of first place is not only that the club's location will be better in the future, but it can also attract more students to join us," Duan Fei said with a hint of longing in his eyes.