Standing in front of dorm room 305, Li Zheng took a deep breath.
Strictly speaking, this place wasn't really a dormitory.
It was an Academy.
The internal structure resembled a guesthouse more.
From what he had gathered before arriving, the atmosphere here felt highly international, full of prestige, as if conversations were expected to be a mix of Chinese and English, rich with a sophisticated, artistic vibe.
Li Zheng was actually quite intimidated by this.
When it came to growth, environment, and prestige, he preferred a "rooted" growth.
Just like the relationship between a tree and the soil, gradually absorbing nutrients as it grew, developing its branches and leaves on the premise of a solid trunk, becoming what he wanted to be.
In contrast, he feared suddenly stepping into such an upscale environment, full of grand schemas and high perspectives, where everyone talked about Cases, day and night revolving around Offers.
