C48 My Name Is Ding Hao

After walking around, Ding Hao's mind flashed with scenes of his school life, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time for lunch. Ding Hao walked into the Qinglan University campus's third canteen. The food here was very delicious in his impression, and there were all kinds of dishes.

Braised pork ribs, steamed fish balls