"You have no idea how terrible the food is abroad!" Tang Xin continued, frowning:
"For students studying overseas, the thing they miss the most is the food from China. Every time I return home, I order a whole bunch of takeout and eat my fill, hehe... Then I also have to go to the snack stalls outside the school and eat from one end to the other."
"Which school, Hang City No.1 High School?" Lin Xian asked as he cut into the small steak on his plate, looking up at Tang Xin:
"The snack street right outside our school is indeed great. The stalls that have survived are all there because of their true skills, that spot in front of the school is really competitive."
"Yeah! Even though I didn't attend Hang City No.1 High School for many days, I've missed the snacks there for many years!"
As she talked about the past, Tang Xin's eyes seemed to sparkle:
