As the saying goes, slacking off feels great in the moment, and slacking off forever feels even better. Jian Wu, one of the victims of the ultra-intense, exam-oriented rat race, resolutely joins the slacker brigade after yet another failed postgraduate entrance exam, opting to fish (loaf around), tend flowers (live idly), and wait for death at home. Then he breaks up with his childhood sweetheart of seven years. In stark contrast to Jian Wu, Song Shuci is the undisputed king of overachievers. The kind of king who considers anything outside studying or working a complete waste of time. After the breakup, Jian Wu silently leaves their shared home—and the city that held years of their love—carrying only his turtle. Until one day, behind the glass panel of a school conference room, he sees Song Shuci again. The man is tall and poised, every bit the elite intellectual as before. The usually aloof dean is trying to recruit Song Shuci with shockingly generous offers, but the latter remains indifferent, clearly uninterested. Yet just as Jian Wu turns away, he hears him say: *"I’d be happy to join your school."* --- B Medical University, located in a remote area, has always had mediocre faculty. Landing a heavyweight researcher like Song Shuci instantly sparks a heated discussion. Colleague A: *"The new Professor Song looks so hot in his lab coat!"* Jian Wu, deadpan: *"It’s been covered in mouse poop."* Colleague B: *"Professor Song is so efficient and approachable! He replies to messages super fast."* Jian Wu scoffs: *"Yeah, he’s fast—especially when sending angry rants."* Colleague C: *"I heard Professor Song is still single. Whoever dates him is so lucky."* Jian Wu rolls his eyes: *"Only an idiot would want that kind of luck."* --- Half a year later, Jian Wu and Song Shuci post a photo of their ring-clad hands clasped together. Colleagues: *"???"* Jian Wu replies: *"I’m the idiot."* Song Shuci takes his phone, wrapping his arms around him from behind: *"I heard you’ve been telling everyone I’m ‘fast’?"* ---