Ye Wen did not walk very quickly on the way to collect his things. He was deliberately stalling for time. Fighting over who got to be the boss was simply too boring and troublesome. Once the dust settled, he could just go in and claim a bed.
Under Old Jack's supervision, Ye Wen completed the enrollment procedures. Carrying a brand-new set of bedding, he headed toward Dorm Seven.
But just as Ye Wen was about to reach the entrance to Dorm Seven, his keen ears suddenly caught a muffled thud.
Ye Wen instinctively looked toward the sound and saw a lump of something flying straight at him. He did not even have time to dodge and could only hurriedly raise an arm to block. Then, the lump of something crashed into him and sent him flying.
"Fuck! What the hell!?"
Lying on the ground with stars swimming before his eyes, Ye Wen could not help complaining about this ridiculous situation.
Did they not know innocent bystanders could get dragged into this?
But when Ye Wen came back to his senses, the lump pressing down on him gave off a faint scent of fresh grass. It actually smelled quite nice.
Looking down, Ye Wen saw a long scorpion braid before his eyes.
Anyone who had been a girl knew that the longer the hair, the harder it was to care for. Poor families had difficult circumstances, so even if they kept their hair long, they would not grow it to such an absurd length.
This was also one of the early plot holes surrounding the female lead of Douluo I.
A poor girl who could not even afford food or a quilt somehow had such a soft, flowing head of long hair. No matter how one looked at it, it was