Chapter Seven: The glory of 602
For freshmen who had just entered university, those with nothing much to do generally had only the few friends they had made in their dorm rooms. Some rooms naturally got lively, but quite a few people went about alone. Zhang Xiaoqiao was definitely one of them. Su Can had left the room early, and when Li Han invited Xiao Xu to eat, he had asked Zhang Xiaoqiao to join them. Zhang Xiaoqiao shook his head and said, "You guys go ahead. I still have something to do."
He waited a while, and when he felt it was about time, he picked up his lunch box and left the room.
When Zhang Xiaoqiao appeared at the other end of the canteen, he did not see Su Can and Tang Wu. There were too many people here. Beneath the fluorescent lights overhead, most tables were packed with groups from the same dorm rooms. An ordinary person would disappear into the crowd. If any of them could be said to have a halo, they all wore the same freshman halo, wandering around the university looking bewildered and finding everything new and interesting.
There were plenty of freshmen. Experienced upperclassmen generally avoided competing with them for food at the East District Canteen at this hour.
At those tables, each big enough to seat four to six people in a row, groups of boys often hit it off with the girls at the next table. From the look of things, if this continued, they might even arrange get-togethers between their dorm rooms.
The lively camaraderie among those roommates seemed to have nothing to do with Zhang Xiaoqiao. He simply felt that his mouth tasted rather bland today and wanted something with a stronger flavor. He went to a serving