He hurriedly put the ten yuan in his pocket, which was at least three days' worth of meal money for him. Looking again at the table, he saw a lot of food left - hardly any had been eaten. Even the fish was barely touched, making him swallow his saliva involuntarily. He quickly picked up his chopsticks and began eating his stir-fried cabbage.
After finishing his meal, he had to collect his military training uniform. It was time for military training, a mandatory program for all freshmen, while sophomores would arrive on campus after about a week. Some of the early arrivals didn't go back and were here working part-time or they came to volunteer. The majority of them hadn't arrived yet.
By the evening, the freshmen had donned their military uniforms. Zhang Yong'an put on his uniform and, despite his ordinary looks and average figure, he suddenly felt superior to the rest.
