Madam Yu: I hope you both understand me. You are going away to study but if you embarrass me in ANY way I CAN and WILL throw my shoe at you from here to Gusu University!
JC: Understood.
WY: To clarify…would it be like a stiletto situation or a slipper misdemeanour? Or does it depend on the crime?
JC: He understands too!
JC: He understands too!
Madam Yu: Wei Ying, I understand you will be in dorm room next to Professor Lan’s youngest nephew. Under NO circumstances are you to talk, look or even breathe in his direction, have I made myself clear?
WY: Very clear.
*Madam Yu leaves with one final scowl.*
WY: Very clear.
*Madam Yu leaves with one final scowl.*
JC: I’m curious what was your take away message from that last part?
WY: That there is about to be a rich young Lan living next door to me and I need to make his acquaintance as soon as possible.
JC: Excellent. I hope she throws her whole box of stiletto’s at your face.
WY: That there is about to be a rich young Lan living next door to me and I need to make his acquaintance as soon as possible.
JC: Excellent. I hope she throws her whole box of stiletto’s at your face.
The boys move to Gusu to attend University. Wei Ying does indeed move in next door to Lan Zhan. Wei Ying does NOT keep away from him. In actuality he is seen following Wangji on the regular until the man in question decides he might as well start dating his pretty stalker.
Wei Ying and Lan Zhan are very happy and embarrassingly in love. Jiang Cheng keeps away from them in the interests of protecting his upchuck reflex. After hearing the news, Madam Yu ships her pointiest stiletto to her son and orders him to throw it at Wei Ying’s head.
Jiang Cheng does as he is told and the show makes contact with Wei Ying’s crown. Wei Ying is in shock as he rubs his head and picks up the shoe off the ground.
WY: NO FUCKING WAY!! HOW DID SHE DO THAT?! *looks around*
Jiang Cheng nearly bust his gut open laughing so hard.
WY: NO FUCKING WAY!! HOW DID SHE DO THAT?! *looks around*
Jiang Cheng nearly bust his gut open laughing so hard.
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