The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

"Besides that, Miss Tang, please let me know if you need anything!"

Tang Tang responded, "There are indeed some, such as general courses or attendance, I can't be there every time."

Or maybe she's not even around at all...

After all, after exchanging for the system's learning skills, she was no different from using the cracked version. Her learning efficiency was ten or a hundred times higher than others, so there was no point in wasting time.

Also, don't ask her why she insists on going to school when she obviously doesn't need to go to school.

It's so funny, is she going to school? She is obviously opening a new dungeon and just playing a few games out of boredom.

"That's easy," Principal Ouyang nodded. "I will tell Miss Tang's teacher to cross out the attendance record for her, but the test score..."

Principal Ouyang whispered, "Miss Tang, A University is one of the best universities in China. Although it has always adhered to a free and flexible management style, the school still has strict management of students' grades."

Schools can provide flexible management policies for special talents, but it is impossible to break the principles they have always adhered to.

After all, once the principles are broken, it is like the bottom line is broken. If someone with ulterior motives adds fuel to the fire, it may even lead to the confrontation between the rich and the poor, split the student community, and affect the reputation of the school...

However, special people naturally need to be given preferential treatment, so Principal Ouyang whispered, "But Miss Tang, for athletes or people with special contributions, University A has a minimum score principle, but it can only be the minimum score."

Because many schools' admission to graduate school or competition opportunities are calculated based on comprehensive test scores.

Grade ranking and GPA are a very important part of it.

If special people can get very high written test scores without taking any exams, it will undoubtedly squeeze the living space of other ordinary students.

This is a situation that should not occur in any conscientious school.

"I understand your concerns, Principal. Don't worry."

Tang Tang didn't care about it at all. She could do it anyway with her hard work, and she didn't need to win ordinary awards even if I had the chance. If she gave up, it would pass to others.

"I don't need anyone to falsify my grades," Tang Tang was confident, "Just follow the normal process."

"Then Miss Tang will she still participate in military training?"

Principal Ouyang thought about it and introduced the content of this military training to Tang Tang. "For this military training, we invited people from the A City Military District. The content includes but is not limited to military posture, running, as well as some practical content such as shooting, individual combat, and rescuing the wounded."

He sighed, "It's still quite tiring, but the military training process is also quite meaningful. After all, those guns are real. It's probably the only chance for most people to touch them in their lifetime."

Tang Tang nodded in agreement with the principal.

After all, although there are shooting clubs, the cost of shooting a bullet is six or seven hundred yuan, not including the rental of guns and membership cards, which is definitely a consumption level that ordinary people cannot afford.

"I won't participate in the military training," Tang Tang nodded and replied, "I still have some things to do."

"That's natural. For Miss Tang, these are not important matters. Please feel free to arrange your schedule according to your own."

"Regarding the donation, my personal assistant will contact the school later."

Tang Quanquan, ah Tang Quanquan, he is really an all-round business talent, so useful.

"Then I'd like to thank Miss Tang in advance. If you have any requirements in the future, please feel free to communicate with the school. The school will definitely value the opinions of every outstanding talent."

"That's natural."

……

After Tang Tang and Principal Ouyang finished their discussion, they chatted for a while.

But she suddenly received a phone call and had to leave for the time being.

The call was a long distance call from Italy.

"Don, I missed you."

Tang Tang answered the call, and on the other end of the screen was Tang Zong, who was sitting in a chair, wearing a silk shirt and overalls.

He had curly hair, a slightly red face, and big watery eyes that looked at me, looking a little pitiful.

Tang Tang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Did something happen?"

After all, from the time she left to the time she came to China, Tang Zong seemed to have always been a relatively introverted and quiet child.

Even when they parted last time, Tang Zong only grabbed her sleeve, remained silent for a few seconds, and then let go.

This was the first time she saw him cry.

At this moment, his slightly pale face, his light brown eyes were tearful, his long and curled eyelashes were also stained with tears, his eye sockets were slightly red, and he looked particularly pitiful.

"pain……"

Tang Zong opened his mouth. His lips, which were already pale due to his heart disease, seemed to be even lighter in color. He felt a little aggrieved and choked with sobs. Finally, he hiccuped and spoke in a low voice.

"It hurts... my arm... my chest."

He hadn't learned Chinese fluently yet, but for some reason he was always insisting on communicating with her in Chinese.

Tang Tang's heart shrank, and he asked anxiously, "Where does it hurt? Does your heart hurt? Where are the others?"

Is he ill again?

It shouldn't be like this. According to Tang Zong's physical condition, although congenital heart defects may cause him to feel hypoxia or difficulty breathing when the blood supply is insufficient, and occasionally accompanied by a rapid heart rate or twitching, it shouldn't be serious to this extent.

After all, Tang Zong has been living in this kind of pain since he was born, and he should be able to endure it.

But now he was showing such a situation that he even started to cry to Tang Tang...

Tang Zong on the other end of the phone twitched his fingers when he saw Tang Tang's gaze on him. He hesitated for only a second before raising his hand to wipe away his tears.

It was this action that caused the loose cuffs to slip down into his hands, revealing two purple needle marks on his slender forearms.

Tang Zong himself is of Italian white descent, and due to heart disease, his skin has always been very pale, and even the blue blood vessels are clearly visible.

The two needle marks were not big, but they were purple with a hint of red, which looked particularly scary and heartbreaking on the slender forearms.

Although Tang Tang has always disliked children and has no patience with others, when faced with a child who depends on her, she is not so cold and heartless as to be unmoved.

Especially the two pinholes, which made Tang Tang begin to doubt unconsciously.

what is the reason?

Could it be that the Godfather has begun to use Tang Zong for some cruel experiments?

That's impossible. After all, Tang Zong's body has no research value. From childhood to adulthood, he has been kept at a high price.

What the hell is that?

She frowned and looked at the screen, "Tang Zong, what's wrong with your arm?"