Before lights out in the evening, Mo Shangjun finally stepped into the dorm, which she hadn't slept in for even one night but was incredibly familiar with, under many expectant gazes.
As soon as she entered, she sensed something was wrong.
Intense stares all instantly focused on her.
Right after, various figures flashed in her vision, accompanied by a few basins of cold water thrown in her direction—Mo Shangjun was already mentally prepared, swiftly dodging to the side. She grabbed the nearest person as a shield, successfully blocking one-third of the water, while the remaining two-thirds splashed to the sides, with only a bit landing on her.
However, Mo Shangjun glanced at the innocent victim and inevitably paused for a moment.
Other students who intended to play pranks blinked in surprise, somewhat bewildered, exchanging looks in search of a way to extricate themselves.
