The next day, September 12th.
Monday.
The first day of formal classes.
Tang Qing left an hour early this time, barely avoiding being late.
After dropping off Lin Jiaxue at her classroom, Tang Qing turned to go to his own classroom. College life was truly starting from today, but it was different from his past life. This time, it could be called campus life.
In his past life.
That was surviving on campus, and quite a tangled survival at that. After experiencing such a tragic incident, losing loved ones and a love interest, he spent his days in a daze. Had it not been for Wang Yan occasionally nagging and encouraging him, his personality would have certainly developed into one of introversion.
He quickly arrived at the classroom.
The first lesson was financial English.
