When Fang Yinglong went to the washroom, there was no one there. Thinking of how Wei Panyang had called Shi Ran over, he turned on the tap impatiently. After that, his back and shoulders hurt terribly. He subconsciously rubbed his shoulder, and felt a wet patch on it. He looked down at his hand, which was also wet, and cursed his bad luck. Who was playing a prank on him again? He couldn't help but think of Jin Ming, who had been sitting the closest to him, and cursed again in his heart.
He took off his jacket. When he took it off, he saw that the back of the jacket was wet. Water also slid down his shoulders and back, and a few drops fell to the ground.
Fang Yinglong was already frustrated. Although he was a little puzzled as to how he hadn't noticed Jin Ming secretly pouring so much water down his back, he was more annoyed.