The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

The old man in charge of the host club gazed at Lu Yuan from afar, sighing from time to time.

People who get old often end up in these kinds of entertainment venues.

It's heartbreaking in itself.

The repeated sighs only made it more heartbreaking.

No one wants their young master to work as a gigolo at the shop. If he gets stubborn and drives the customers away, it's the shop's business that suffers.

He only hoped that Young Master Huang was just there for the experience, and not that he actually wanted to become a gigolo.

Until he saw more and more girls gathering around Young Master Huang, and even forming a queue.

His gray eyebrows were almost twisted into a pretzel.

"Damn it!"

...

In a dazzling sea of ​​metal.

Lu Yuan took a sip of soda water, his mouth dry and parched. Even his pink lips couldn't withstand this relentless barrage of teasing.

"Come on, come on, no rush, one at a time."

"How do I look in the mirror?"

"The tightness in your cheeks indicates that you are in a state of anxiety for a long time, especially before bed. You know, in my hometown, we have a saying about beauty sleep. Sister, remember not to be anxious anymore. If you have any worries, remember to call me."

"You're absolutely right!"

"My turn! My turn! How's my face?"

"The dim lighting in the atrium suggests that you've been going through a lot of tough times lately. Do you often feel like there's a huge weight on your chest, making it hard to breathe?"

"Little brother, you know so much!"

Lu Yuan smiled and nodded, accepting the praise.

He wouldn't look at the sides of the face or the midface.

The host club was already dimly lit, and the women in it were wearing heavy makeup.

Even someone with a keen eye would be completely bewildered if they saw this.

He's just talking nonsense.

But he's a gigolo now! He's not a fortune teller anymore, so whether he can read faces or not is completely irrelevant.

Pleasing people is the most important thing.

These days, anxiety and stress are practically fashion items.

You're absolutely right.

The most important thing is to provide a reason for subsequent communication and exchange.

First of all, people who walk into host clubs are inherently people with a strong tendency to talk.

Secondly, a high tendency to talk doesn't mean she'll choose to confide in you. You need to give her a reason, a reason to encourage her to escalate the relationship with you.

Whether it's physical contact, sharing personal feelings, or the desire to pay, all of these represent an upgrade in the relationship.

The reason could be very simple, such as Lu Yuan choosing to have her fortune told, thus discovering her anxiety.

If you don't like fortune telling.

Lu Yuan could also perform a small magic trick, but the trick was so clumsy that he couldn't even guarantee its success.

But it is not important.

Importantly, Lu Yuan would point out during the magic trick that the other person was clearly distracted and ask if they had something on their mind.

"Reasons" are the key to moving from initial understanding to deeper engagement.

Just like if you directly take a girl's hand, there's a high chance she won't agree.

But even if you just pull a string out of your pocket and invite the other person to join in, that's fine.

So she would almost never refuse a touch of the hand while playing cat's cradle.

This is why photographers and street interviewers are so sought after.

That's why games like boxing or truth or dare remain popular in bars.

Even if the other party has the tendency to show you goodwill, you still need to give them a reason to do so.

It's not that you need it, it's that she needs it.

Humans are such pretentious creatures. Those who rise up to support the emperor have long coveted the throne, but they still have to fight under the banner of the emperor's incompetence, telling everyone they can whoever they can that they didn't want to do this.

Moreover, everyone has a mental maze.

Perhaps those who raised an army to serve the emperor truly did not want this to happen.

But he will still do it in practice.

They are the same.

Perhaps she was still thinking, "I shouldn't tell this gigolo too much of my innermost thoughts."

But they will still do it in practice, and this behavior will automatically escalate after crossing the first boundary.

"I've been really anxious lately, my ex-boyfriend has seamlessly moved on..."

Lu Yuan maintained his smile and listened quietly to the story of the person in front of him.

Then, he created some physical distance and quietly avoided the woman placing her hand on his leg.

At this point, some people might ask, "Are you pretending to be the Bull Demon King?"

Pretending is a must.

Because one's worth is never given by others, but by oneself.

If anyone can touch it whenever they want, is it still worth anything?

This avoidance might displease the other party.

But Lu Yuan quickly picked up the conversation, just as expected.

He started making up stories, stories in which he himself had been seamlessly connected.

He has never been seamlessly connected, nor does he need to be.

All he had to do was recount the other person's story, change the subject to himself, and add, "I understand how you feel, because when I try to describe that feeling, it's also difficult to put into simple language."

This is enough.

Once you've shown enough empathy, then you can simply listen to what the other person has to say.

In a conversation, what makes someone feel good is not how much advice you give them, but how much you guide them to say.

The more you talk, the more enjoyable the conversation becomes.

Throughout life, people are searching for someone they can confide in. The key to choosing this person is not their ability to speak, but their ability to listen.

Lu Yuan would never offer any advice on solving the problem, not even a polite suggestion like "get some rest."

This is really important.

Because it is tied to negative emotions, it is the ultimate knot that leads a person from being liked to being disliked.

If Lu Yuan offers her a solution, she will immediately think of Lu Yuan when she is in a bad mood later.

The words "long distance" and "negative emotions" are almost inextricably linked.

The reason why treacherous officials are liked is because they only associate themselves with positive emotions.

Can a treacherous minister solve problems? No, you still have to turn to a loyal minister when there's trouble.

But aside from when something happens, does the emperor even care about loyal ministers?

Reason and emotion are ultimately two systems in a person's body.

No one can resolve a person's negative emotions forever; it's not that they don't want to, it's that they simply can't.

So the best approach is to show you that I have the ability to solve the problem, but I simply won't do it.

Why are male prostitutes so popular?

Because service is only available during service hours.

Whether you're happy or not at other times is none of my business.

And so, Lu Yuan spent the night reading faces and chatting with twelve girls, listening to their stories, while simultaneously creating his own story in the same way, and refusing all of them's offers of physical intimacy or extra time.

I watched helplessly as everyone wore expressions of lingering enjoyment.

He was also a little tired.

Seeing that there was only one person left in the long queue, he took a deep breath and continued serving customers:

You look terrible.

"I have an older sister, and I have a very bad relationship with her. She's extremely controlling and always tries to dictate my life."

"I understand how you feel. I also have an older sister, and she feels the same way. I feel suffocated at home."

Lu Yuan could come up with anything on the spot; he could just make it up.

He managed to fool the girl away with a series of tricks.

He picked up his phone and started checking his messaging app, looking at the messages from people wanting to meet him again.

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

The initial plan is complete!

Meanwhile, the old man who was running a gambling den couldn't help but show a surprised expression as he looked at the long list of bills at the cashier.

Huang is so amazing!

No, can someone explain to me how a table can create such a high flow of water?

"It's a waste of his talent to be a young master."

Tonight, everyone—from Lu Yuan and the guests to the old man who runs the Cowherd, and even the waiters—was all smiling.

Because Young Master Huang gave each of them a tip.

There was only one woman, fully armed, sitting alone at a nearby table far away, with no smile on her face.

She quietly walked to the sofa at Lu Yuan's table.

He said coldly, "Are you still open for business?"

"I was about to leave work, but one more person won't make a difference."

Lu Yuan immediately put away his phone and put on a professional smile.

"Please take off your mask, I need to read your fortune."

"Let me get straight to the point." The woman didn't remove her mask, but sat down and slowly said, "I have a younger brother who goes around saying that I'm controlling."

"I also have a younger brother...wait a minute?"

Sensing killing intent!

Lu Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, and this time he didn't keep his distance from the guests.

She quietly stood up and slipped behind the sofa, placing her little hand directly on her shoulder.

Massage activated!

"Take your hand away."

Huang Zhiyu turned his head and glanced at his face, saying indifferently:

"I'll say it again, take your dirty hands off others."