The problem Jiang Siming was facing now was that he couldn't get out of the car.
What he needed to do now was get out and find a girl.
He couldn't let Little Plum look down on him.
Little Plum had thought he lacked the guts. The two of them had spent quite a while chatting about women earlier.
If he didn't even dare get out of the car, wouldn't that mean he was all talk?
Besides, this was a battle for the dignity of the handsomest men in the East and West.
If Jiang Siming didn't accept the challenge, wouldn't that make Eastern men look bad?
Wasn't he just flirting with a girl? Did they really think he had forgotten how to take the initiative just because he liked being proactive?
He decisively chose to get out of the car!
Under the streetlights.
Jiang Siming's tall, slender figure suddenly appeared in the plaza. His casual, simple clothes couldn't conceal his vigorous, robust physique.
His jade-like handsome face pulled the men's mediocre looks at the scene from hell straight up to heaven!
The kingly aura he had cultivated in the Three Kingdoms instance blended perfectly with the bearing of a man in a superior position in the real world.
The moment he appeared in this place where women vastly outnumbered men, he was like the bright moon in the night sky, impossible to overlook.
All the other men, including Little Plum, became dim, invisible stars.
Even if Little Plum at the peak of his career had been standing beside him, he would have been no more than a slightly brighter star.
Throughout the supermodel plaza, girls kept stopping in their tracks and standing there dazed.
They looked as though they had been struck by Cupid's arrows, their hearts accelerating wildly.