"Wow, so handsome!"
"Oh my God, such a hunk, I like you."
"Gosh, even more handsome than a celebrity."
"He's just too handsome, totally my type—god of men, can I be your girlfriend?"
The beauties of Huacheng were really bold, openly declaring their love for Li Changlin in public.
Faced with this situation, Li Changlin also felt helpless and could only lift his hand to wave, which served as a greeting to the beauties below.
"I'm so happy; the god of men smiled at me—look, he smiled at me."
"Cut it out, he was greeting me, okay? Don't flatter yourself."
"Hey, what do you mean by that, he's mine."
"Mine."
"Mine..."
Well, look at that—a single wave and a wry smile set off a quarrel amongst several beauties in the audience.
But none of this had anything to do with Li Changlin. He made his way to the center of the stage, greeted the two hosts and the five judges, and then calmly took a seat.
