A boy wearing jeans, a white button-down shirt, and a backpack appeared at the main entrance of Z University that morning. There was nothing about him that stood out.
Standing at the entrance, a smile appeared on his face as he looked toward the university grounds.
He had dreamed of going to college for a long time.
He walked in while looking at his class schedule of the day.
He had two classes in the morning. The first three periods were microeconomics, and the next two were English.
Tang Hao was enrolled in the Faculty of Economics.
He had a good memory and any humanities subject was a piece of cake for him. Furthermore, the knowledge he would obtain in his studies of economics would help in the management of his company.
He asked around and eventually found his classroom.
"Number 308. This is it!"
