Jiang Lin, dressed in a patient's uniform, felt he was incredibly handsome.
With this military boxing style, this slight build, these biceps brachii muscles.
Wasn't he going to dazzle the young girls to death?
Yin Yourong and He Bingbing looked at him as if they were watching an idiot.
The netizens in the live streaming room were even more relentless in their roasting.
"Cringe, so cringe. I feel like my toes are curling into a three-bedroom apartment."
"I can't take it anymore; this is just too embarrassing!"
"What's the difference between his behavior and me suddenly attempting a fadeaway jumper on the street?"
Everyone felt embarrassed for Jiang Lin, but he didn't see it that way.
After all, in his opinion, a real man was exactly like him, a combination of strong physique and an iron will!
Not like Wu Bin, the sickly guy who couldn't even eat without someone feeding him.
Wu Bin saw right through what was in Jiang Lin's heart and shook his head helplessly.
