The day before Wang Dachui was discharged from the army.
Li Haoyang had prepared a discharge gift for him: a bathroom scale. He wanted to know whether Brother Hammer had lost weight after two years in the military.
As for how he had chosen a bathroom scale as a gift, no one knew. Even he himself was not quite sure.
Seeing that Li Haoyang had prepared a gift, Luo Ye and Shen Qiao each prepared one as well.
Luo Ye had prepared snacks, while Shen Qiao had prepared a photo album filled with every embarrassing picture of Wang Dachui from his university days.
Seeing Shen Qiao's gift, Luo Ye and Li Haoyang were both stunned.
What was sincerity? This was sincerity.
"Coach, what's with that scale?"
Watching Li Haoyang carry a bathroom scale, Luo Ye asked in surprise.
"This... I wanted to see how many jin I weigh now."
Li Haoyang placed the scale on the floor, took off his shoes, and stepped onto it.
One hundred and fifty-six jin.
Though he weighed a lot, Li Haoyang was not fat at all. It was all muscle.
Shen Qiao weighed one hundred and twenty-nine, while Luo Ye weighed one hundred and forty-one.
The three of them inexplicably took turns weighing themselves, then stood there blankly, unsure what to do next.
Then Shen Qiao looked at Luo Ye and asked, "Brother Luo Ye, I remember you used to weigh about the same as me."
"It's different now."
Luo Ye lifted his shirt, revealing a set of well-defined abs.
Not too much, not too little—just enough to look good. But muscle clearly weighed more than other things.
"But male celebrity, you're only one hundred and twenty-something jin. Aren't you too skinny?"
At a height of one meter eighty, only weighing one hundred and