Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 251

Kim Donghu’s “Big Three” measurement video.

As anyone could tell from the reaction online—

It exploded instantly, spreading across the globe in no time.

Within a single day, the views surpassed ten million.

Articles were a given.

“The Man of the Hour! Reviewing the God Donghu Workout Clip!”

“970 in the Big Three with a casual lift?! Watch actor Kim Donghu’s workout!”

“Apologies, I already sent the email. I need to work out with you.”

Even YouTubers with over a million subscribers rushed to review Kim Donghu’s workout footage.

They didn’t even care that they couldn’t monetize the videos due to copyright claims.

Unanimously, they all said:

“Top-tier powerlifter. Truly world-class. He doesn’t seem human. A god, maybe? Something like that?”

“From what I know, he’s super busy... But still, you need serious strength training for this stuff. He must’ve been born with it.”

“370kg deadlift with no straps, using an alternate grip? That’s practically a certified competition record.”

Not human.

They couldn’t understand how an actor could pull this off.

Every comment was pure praise.

“Fake? It can’t be fake. These are all official competition plates—zero margin for weight error.”

“He’s clearly serious about training. All of this equipment is top-shelf. That belt he’s wearing? Strictly for advanced lifters.”

“If he were using all the equipment under local gym rules, he’d hit a thousand in the Big Three easy. He’s not even using knee wraps.”

“He honestly felt like a general from some legendary history. At this level, he might be the strongest man since the founding of the nation.”

No one suspected anything was fake.

Not because they were just riding the hype—

but because everything, from Donghu’s movements to the quality of the gym equipment,

There wasn’t a single thing that raised suspicion.

PEDs? That wasn’t even up for debate.

He’d already cleared Olympic doping tests.

And again while preparing for the WBC heavyweight match.

Even the most rigorous anti-doping agencies in the world said he was clean.

What could an average person possibly say against that?

“He’s like a character out of a manga. Usually, if you’re that strong, you’re slow or clumsy...”

So all they could do was praise him.

[Hello, Mr. Kim Donghu. We saw your workout video and would love to propose a collaboration...]

[We’ve rewatched your workout footage countless times. We specialize in protein supplements and...]

Companies began flooding Kim Donghu’s inbox with partnership offers.

Just two days into launching his YouTube channel.

And his stature was already growing out of control.

***

By the time Kim Donghu’s YouTube video surpassed twenty million views—

“Donghu, Edward’s asking if the match can be postponed.”

“Huh? Out of nowhere? There’s still five months left.”

“Yeah. Says he just... feels like it.”

“Tell him no. The champ’s supposed to be the one in charge, right?”

“Exactly. I’ll pass that on.”

A sudden message from Edward.

Wait... did he chicken out after seeing my workout video?

“No way.”

This guy used to be the WBC heavyweight champ.

There’s no way he’d get scared over something like that. frёeωebɳovel.com

“There’s been a surge of variety show offers since that video. What do you want to do?”

“Decline them all. It’s not time to promote Musashi yet, so I don’t see the point.”

“Starting with Rush Man... and that’s just one. A lot of them are begging you to come on.”

“I’d love to, but... haha.”

In the past, I would’ve just gone on the shows.

But things are different now.

My status has shot up more than I expected.

I needed to move with more intention.

“Or more precisely... make the most out of the impact.”

Going on as just a guest for no reason—

it’d be better to appear when there’s something big to promote.

Especially with Musashi still facing a lot of negative public sentiment.

I wanted to wipe all of that clean with a strong round of PR.

And then—

“Hm? Donghu, a script offer just came in via email. Want to take a look?”

“What? Out of nowhere?”

“Yeah. If it were just a generic email, I wouldn’t even mention it. But it came to my personal inbox. Can’t really ignore it. What do you think?”

“Where’s it from?”

Out of the blue, a script showed up in my email.

Seokho hyung continued, trying (and failing) to hide something.

“It’s from Dezni. You know, Dezni Plus? Looks like it’s one of their original productions.”

Original content had become the name of the game for OTT platforms.

And lately, Netflix had been way ahead of the curve.

So it made sense that Dezni was feeling the pressure.

But... email? Don’t they usually go through a meeting first?

Well, I figured I’d just check it out, so I nodded.

As soon as the script printed out—

I saw the writer’s name and instantly understood everything.

“Writer Lee Minha? Is this for real?”

“Yeah, I was just as shocked when I saw it. That’s why it came to my personal email.”

“So that’s why you looked like you were hiding something.”

“It showed?”

“Big time.”

“See, this is why I never became an actor.”

The title was The Pianist.

A simple title.

One that told you exactly what to expect.

“Writer Lee Minha didn’t say much, but she’s a huge fan of your piano playing.”

“I really appreciate her kind words.”

“No, seriously. She thinks you’re on the same level as Chairman Edward Park.”

“...”

The moment he mentioned Chairman Edward Park, I lowered my head.

“The MEET music video... When it hit a hundred million views, they put up a banner for me at Daejong High, didn’t they.”

He even said one went up at Sinbit Middle School.

I really appreciated the gesture.

But the embarrassment? Off the charts.

Anyway—

I shoved down the flurry of emotions rising in me