University of Bangkok, in the library—

In college, if you want to know what the various groups in this school are, the best places to observe are restaurants and libraries.

This is not a meal time, but a time for many college students to rest. Of course, I can’t observe anything when I go to the cafeteria, so Song Zhichao chose the library.

With the reading card, Song Zhichao entered the library and walked through several corridors. His eyes suddenly became clear. The huge library was like a huge dome, with Thai architectural style rushing towards him.

Looking up, the entire library looks like a huge eggshell, divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower, with various bookshelves densely distributed, and the bookshelf is densely filled with various books. So many books are enough to make many people with dense phobia go crazy.

At this moment, Song Zhichao was at the bottom, standing in the middle and looking up at his head, giving people a feeling of vast knowledge and insignificance of human beings.

Because it is a rest time, many students are reading books in the huge library. Some are leaning on bookshelf, some are sitting on chairs, and some are leaning on the railings on the floor... Occasionally, a few students are whispering, and the sound is not loud. Therefore, in addition to the almost inaudible whispers in the library, the sound of flipping through books is rustling.

Song Zhichao likes this environment very much and also likes this atmosphere very much.

To be honest, when he was studying at the University of Hong Kong, he was busy fighting wits and courage with those big men in Hong Kong. He was intrigued with them every day. He rarely studied in school, and even in school, he rarely visited the library.

Song Zhichao picked up the ladder and followed the library's index to the reading area on the second floor.

Sure enough, compared to the lower floor, there are a lot more students on this floor.

There are yellow skin, dark skin, white skin, and students of all skin colors. Then look at the students, sitting together in groups of three or five, or gathering together in groups of four or five to form a team.

On the surface, it seems nothing, but if you look closely, you will find that using the middle channel in the reading room as the dividing line, the students here are directly divided into two parts.

On the left side, there were almost all the dark-skinned Thais, as well as some mixed-race people - this team had the most people, almost thirty or forty people.

There are fewer people on the right, only seven or eight, who look like Chinese, and their skin is not that dark, and their hair and eyes are very Chinese. These seven or eight people are divided into two small teams, and they seem to be discussing something together.

Song Zhichao did not rush to walk over, but walked to the bookshelf next to him and found a few books on economic theory.

After finding the book, Song Zhichao then walked towards the middle passage of the reading room with the book in his arms.

Suddenly, people on both sides looked up at him inadvertently, as if they were looking at how he chose.

There is no way, who made Song Zhichao a "college student" and a very handsome "college student" - for Thais who are more beautiful than anything else, if such a handsome guy can join his team, it would definitely be a kind of honor.

Song Zhichao was stuck in the middle of the passage and looked around, and the people on both sides were also looking at him.

The originally calm reading room suddenly became very subtle.

Song Zhichao smiled, finally made a choice, and walked towards the Chinese student on the right.

Instantly—

In the left area:

"Wow, is this guy also Chinese?"

"It should be, otherwise I won't go there."

"What a pity, he looks so handsome."

"Are you crazy again?"

"Aren't you?"

On the other hand, before Song Zhichao walked over, a male student with a national face stood up and said to him: "Classmate, if you don't mind, you can sit here!" He pointed to the empty chair next to him.

Song Zhichao: "Thank you!" He walked over, put down the books in his hand, and sat down.

The boy with a national face seemed very happy, but he didn't expect that Song Zhichao would really sit beside him.

"Hello, my name is Cao Cheng." The boy with a national face extended his hand to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao smiled and saw that although the other party pretended to be a worldly manner, his hand showed his youth.

You know, it is very particular to shake hands with others, especially when we meet for the first time, in order to show respect for the other party, we usually put our hands slightly lowered, but Cao Cheng put his hands at the height of his chest. If he were short, he would probably have to shake hands with him on his toes.

Song Zhichao shook hands with him, "My name is Song Zhichao."

"I'm very happy to meet you, A Chao!" Cao Cheng was a little familiar with him.

The other three students who were with Cao Cheng also introduced themselves.

Two of them are men and one woman - the man wearing glasses is called "Wei Hong"; the one with a fat body is called "Zheng Kai"; the girl with a bunch of braids on her head and a fashionable dress is called "Liu Lu".

"Are you a transfer student? I haven't seen you before."

"Where did you come from, Hong Kong, Taiwan, or the mainland?"

"Your surname is Song, is it also from the Song family in Chinatown, Bangkok?!"

As soon as they met, these students began to ask Song Zhichao in a verbal way.

As for the Song family in Bangkok, Song Zhichao knew some details, which originated from his surname Song. When he helped Yan Tong seize the throne of Chinese business chairman, he paid more attention to the Song family in Bangkok.

The Song family of Bangkok moved from Chaoshan to Thailand in the 1960s. The first leader was Song Jinchuan. He was originally a shoemaker. After coming to Thailand, he continued to run the leather shoes business. Unexpectedly, the business was good, so he gradually expanded the scale of business and opened several branches.

By the time the second-generation leader Song Yinquan took the helm, the Song family had become the largest "shoe tycoon" in Bangkok and even Thailand. In addition to operating its own brand, it also represented many international brands, and even the shoes worn by the King of Thailand were said to be special supplies to Song.

In the eyes of others, the Song family in Bangkok is synonymous with "shoe industry tycoons", a very thick thigh.

Unfortunately, Song Zhichao does not have the habit of "hugging his thighs".

Song Zhichao said: "I am from Hong Kong and I came here on the first day - in addition, I have nothing to do with the Song family in Bangkok."

When Cao Cheng and others seemed a little disappointed when they heard that Song Zhichao was not from the Song family in Thailand.

The Song family in Thailand is very powerful in Bangkok, especially in Chinatown. Although it is not as good as the four major Chinese businessmen, it is also a family of weight. Cao Cheng and others thought that Song Zhichao was a child of the Song family. If they had a good relationship, they could form an alliance and take care of each other after leaving school and entering society in the future. However, now Song Zhichao has denied that he is a child of the Song family, so it would be of little use to make friends or not.

Compared to these boys, the girl named Liu Lu didn't think so much. She said to Song Zhichao: "No matter whether you are from the Song family in Bangkok or not, we welcome you!" After that, she smiled and two dimples flashed on her cheeks.

"Ahem, yes, yes, we all welcome you!" Cao Cheng and the others reacted and immediately laughed enthusiastically at Song Zhichao.

"Hey, you're reading Marshall's Principles of Economics - are you from the Department of Economics?" Liu Lu said happily, "A few of us are from the Department of Economics!"

Cao Cheng and the others also noticed that the books Song Zhichao put down on the table were basically about economics, so they were also happy. After all, they were all in the same university and they were all in the same department, which would look particularly friendly.

Song Zhichao was so amused that he just found a few books to read, but unexpectedly he was regarded as a student in the economics department. He wanted to explain, but he thought about it, but he didn't really study here, so as not to become more and more messy.

Just as Song Zhichao was talking to Liu Lu and others, suddenly, someone coughed, and then said in a tone with a strong sense of superiority: "Cao Cheng, Liu Lu - Why, new people have come to our team again?"

As he spoke, a male student with long hair, waxed hair, and a shiny diamond earrings on his left ear came over from a distance.

There were two followers following the man - one who was helping with his schoolbag; the other followed behind his butt, holding a drink in his hand.

The man with stud earrings looks very handsome, especially now that his left hand is in his pocket, he walks with a sleek look and looks handsome and cool.

Many female classmates couldn't help looking at him. If it weren't for the reading room, many people would probably scream.

The person who came came to the front—

"Song Wei, why have you come to the library?" Cao Cheng seemed a little surprised when he saw this person.

The others were also surprised.

"Haired earrings man" Song Wei smiled slightly, looked at Liu Lu inadvertently, and said, "Why, you guys can come here, can't I come?"

"No, we didn't mean that." Cao Cheng scolded himself for being stupid enough. Song Wei has been pursuing Liu Lu, of course it was because of her here.

"It's good that I don't mean that. Actually, I came here to visit Liu Lu-" Song Wei turned to Liu Lu directly, showing his earnest look, "By the way, Liu Lu, I also brought you the East Street Ximi Lu that you like to drink the most." As he said that, he was about to hand the drink to Liu Lu.

Liu Lu did not answer, but said coldly: "Sorry, this is a library, and food and beverages are not allowed."

Song Wei: “…”

He was slightly stunned for a moment, then his chin slightly raised, giving people a look of being arrogant - he seemed to not take everything around him, of course, including Song Zhichao standing next to Liu Lu.

"Liu Lu, I have bought this drink with great effort. You won't give me face, right?" Song Wei's tone was a little unkind.

When Cao Cheng saw this scene, he hurriedly stood up to smooth things over: "Young Master Song, this is a library, we must abide by the rules - it's better to do this. I will introduce you to a new friend, whose name is Song Zhichao, and his surname is Song like you."

Sure enough, the eldest young master Song Wei and Song were diverted, looking at Song Zhichao, then curled his lips and showed a contemptuous smile: "Your surname is Song too? Our Song family in Bangkok does not seem to be like you."

Song Zhichao smiled: "You don't know me, but I know your father!"

Song Wei: “…”

Suddenly, I was angry!
Chapter completed!