Life is Easier If You're Handsome novel Chapter 216

Everyone reacts differently to the camera. Some people appear fuller, while others look thinner.

From this perspective, Kim Donghu appeared a bit thinner than expected.

Currently, Kim Donghu stood at 186 cm and weighed just over 100 kg.

With a physique typical of American football players, he had almost no fat, his body completely composed of muscle.

Of course, the rumors were far from accurate—he looked about 1.3 times larger than on screen, and the pressure from his imposing presence caused the paparazzi to freeze.

"Th-thank you for the photos... D-did you take... yes, the conversation..."

The paparazzi was barely able to get the words out. Kim Donghu’s tanned skin made his muscles even more defined, and the heavy winter clothing he wore made his size seem even more striking.

"Can I see the camera for a moment? And, you know, this is illegal, right?"

Paparazzi work itself isn’t strictly illegal. Taking photos of celebrities in public places isn’t a problem. However, if their actions in capturing these celebrities are deemed unlawful, then it becomes illegal.

The most common violations are stalking and invasion of privacy. The easiest way to judge this is by the following:

"You took pictures of me leaving my house? Inside my house?"

The paparazzi had indeed secretly snapped photos of him.

"Uh... well..."

"Not too many, I see. But after the musical, you disappeared... So, you know what role I’ll be playing now, right?"

As Kim Donghu casually spoke while watching the paparazzi’s camera, the paparazzi, overwhelmed by the suffocating pressure, couldn’t keep it together.

‘W-why is my body feeling like this?’

Olympic heavyweight gold medal. Asian Games heavyweight gold medal.

In just two years, Kim Donghu had achieved what few could even dream of. And in America, everyone knew about these accomplishments.

That’s why the paparazzi felt the terrifying presence of a heavyweight boxer right before them.

The man standing casually in front of him, laughing and talking, could easily take someone’s life with his bare hands. And that knowledge filled the paparazzi with fear.

Could a celebrity really harm an ordinary person?

“Go ahead, hit me, hit me. He won’t actually kill me, will he?”

That thought never crossed the paparazzi’s mind.

"Wow, you filmed me running in that short time? Really?"

It was instinct. The instinct to capture this moment.

And that instinct led to the following:

"This... this could be really fun to use."