[Art prodigy and young master Heng Zijin × blank-eyed guy Mo Qing]
Heng Zijin is, on the surface, the glamorous young master of a business conglomerate and a talented young artist.
Behind the scenes, he's actually a clueless student who scored just over two hundred on the college entrance exam.
"Dad! Donate a building to xxx Academy of Fine Arts so I can go there!"
His dad: "Do you think it's like it used to be? You'll be lucky to get into college at all. Don't be so picky."
That year, amid apricot blossoms and spring rain, he arrived at Ning Province Vocational Academy of Fine Arts.
From then on, everything went wrong.
They'd barely been at school for a few days when they were told military training would start the day after tomorrow.
Heng Zijin still called his dad whenever anything came up.
"Dad! I don't want to do military training. Fake me a medical record!"
His dad: "Dad received!"
He was spared military training, but sitting there under the blazing sun was still enough to drive anyone crazy.
Heng Zijin: "Honestly, I want to break my own leg."
Mo Qing had just come down for a break and heard him. He instinctively asked, "Why?"
Heng Zijin smiled. "Then I could go home. I'm done with school."
After a breakup, Heng Zijin drowned his sorrows in alcohol, just as Mo Qing was working a part-time shift.
Mo Qing came over and said, "Take it easy. Do you want to crawl home later?"
Heng Zijin looked at Mo Qing blearily and sprang up with a jerky motion.
His height cast Mo Qing directly into shadow.
Heng Zijin grabbed his chin and kissed him.
Theme: Fun and silly
