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... enjoy his lunch. The tray in front of him held warm white rice, golden fried dumplings, spicy beef slices and a cup of orange juice because that’s his favorite juice.

"Not bad," he muttered, taking a bite. " The food here is too good and this school is bigger than those big international universities in my original world."

The place was buzzing with students.Laughter, gossip and clatter of trays filled the air. He sat alone in a corner still adjusting to his new reality.

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