"Xiaoyu," Yan Nansheng was the first to stand up and express his dissatisfaction, "What kind of crappy nickname is 'Shaolin'? Does it do justice to my Pan An-like appearance?"
Ran Yu smirked mischievously, "I think it's quite fitting. If you could really see yourself as a Shaolin disciple, maybe you'll have a chance with Yanyan when she returns from studying abroad."
Yan Nansheng: "..."
Is he hitting right where it hurts?
"Why didn't Little Mouse come?" Lu Ziheng asked.
"Oh, he went back to France with Qingcheng. Said the scenery there is nice around this time, so they're enjoying their world for two a bit early."
Yan Nansheng: "..."
Dammit, France... That's another sore spot!
"Xiaoyu, D University starts tomorrow, right?" Yu Yuting asked.
"Yeah," Ran Yu sighed with a meaningful glance at Yan Nansheng, "I was thinking I could go to classes with Yanyan every day..."
Yan Nansheng: "..."
He realized he should not have come tonight! His knees were nearly pierced by arrows!
