| So I am at a bus stop in Shenzhen, trying to make out Chinese characters in the timetable, when this beauty steps up, interrupts me and loudly asks "Hey, you can READ CHINESE??"
A great opener, and although we only shared three stops, I had her phone number, email and QQ account, or rather she had mine.
Ok, perhaps this won't work in the other direction. Loudly congratulating girls on their literacy is not going to get me phone numbers, but the whole experience gave me an idea of how a pickup should feel for a woman. A knock out opener, some playful chitchat and five minutes later she is gone and I am wondering "wow how did that happen??"
Of course, I spent the next two days chatting and texting before I meet her again, trying to suss out is she for real or is she trying to sell me something, trying to get a western visa, steal my kidneys, but no, just seems to be friendly, playful and sometimes insecure about her looks, the usual.
Of course, if you read about some dumb westerner waking up in China without his kidneys then you will know, I was wrong.
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