The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Wow, I just fell right in.

Not only did the boys wail in despair, but even their equipment exploded. One of the hiking shoes flew into the sky and then fell down, hitting the back of the head of a boy lying in the bushes accurately.

The classmates passing by were all shocked.

Finally, it was the enthusiastic college students who decided to lend a helping hand.

"Oh, that's the good thing about being young. You can fall asleep right away."

"Hurry up and check the brand of the shared bikes. Be careful next time."

"It's a broken electric car that people give birth to but don't have the money to maintain!"

"How can we still see people cyberbullying electric cars these days?"

"Stop talking, hurry up and help this guy. If you can't help him up, I'm afraid he will eat grass."

"It's okay. We are all cattle and horses. It's normal to yearn for eating grass."

"You are the one who longs to eat grass, but what I long for is the Hulunbuir grassland!"

"Excuse me, but you are a top-notch nuclear-powered horse!"

"roll!"

At this moment, Song Xingxing, who was lying on the ground, wanted to cry but had no tears, especially when listening to the weird conversations of a group of classmates with strange thinking patterns around him. He just wished he could burrow into the ground.

I might as well just bury it in the ground...

He closed his eyes, trying to cover up his mistake and ignored his aching arms and knees, but you suddenly felt a tug on your back, and then he was pulled up with a confused look on his face.

"How are you, buddy? Did you break your neck? I see you can't even hold your head straight. Why don't you say anything?"

Song Xingxing was silent. Looking at the generous Northeastern brother in front of him, he said sincerely, "Brother, I may have injured my vocal cords. I can't speak."

The Northeastern man twitched his lips and asked, "How come you can still speak now? Are your vocal cords stuck together?"

"No..." Song Xingxing felt that all eyes were on her, feeling a little embarrassed, and tried to change the subject immediately, "I think I bumped into a girl just now, is that classmate okay? If she is, I'll call an ambulance now and we'll go to the hospital together."

Tang Tang, who was blocked and unable to leave for the time being: ...

She was wearing a clean and beautiful dress and holding a lace parasol, standing under the shade of the tree, forming a sharp contrast with Song Xingxing, who was covered in mud and had bleeding knees.

When the people who originally came to help found that there was nothing wrong with Song Xingxing, they left one after another.

After all, the freshmen have nothing to do today except reporting, but the sophomores and juniors still have classes to attend.

Tang Tang originally wanted to follow the crowd and leave. After all, she wasn't hit, and Tang Xiao and the others were still waiting for her at the school gate.

But just as she was about to leave, she heard Song Xingxing's clear puppy voice howling behind her.

"Ms. Tang, Miss Tang! Hey! Classmate Tang!"

?

Tang Tang frowned slightly. How did this person know his last name?

She turned around, walked back a few steps, held a parasol and walked slowly until she stopped in front of Song Xingxing who was sitting casually on the ground.

His head was slowly covered by the shadow of the parasol. Song Xingxing looked at the beautiful girl looking down at him, scratched his head, and said awkwardly, "Hello, Miss Tang, I'm Song Xingxing, um, my father's son."

Tang Tang lowered his eyes, "Chief Song's son?"

"Ah, yes, hello, Miss Tang, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

He really didn't mean it.

He randomly picked a shared bicycle in the school, but while riding it he found that the brakes of this thing were not working properly. Song Xingxing tried his best to control it, but there was a section of the road that was being repaired and it was not easy to control the direction on the downhill section, so he skidded and rushed out.

Until he dived into the flowers and plants nearby, he didn't see clearly who he almost bumped into.

Only after being rescued by the big brother from Northeast China did he want to see if he could find the victim. Although it seemed that he did not hit anyone, in case he really hit someone by accident, he would quickly pay the medical expenses.

Who knew that just at this glance, he happened to see Tang Tang's purple eyes, which did not seem so bright under the shadow of the parasol.

University is an open and fashionable place.

It is common to see many students dyeing their hair in different colors or wearing contact lenses in different colors. Therefore, when Tang Tang walks on the street now, not many people will care about her eyes.

But, Song Xingxing himself didn't know why, although he had never met Tang Tang before, but after that glance just now, he suddenly had an impression in his mind.

This is Miss Tang.

This is Miss Tang, who is constantly praised and highly valued by her father at home.

Now that the person was standing in front of him, Song Xingxing finally understood why his father sighed and said that Miss Tang was young but prudent, and although she was a woman she had great courage.

At this moment, the girl who was the same age as him was holding a parasol calmly. When she lowered her eyes to look at him, the oppressive feeling was exactly the same as when he met the eldest brother of the Wang family.

It's scary.

"Since he is the son of Director Song, let's go together," Tang Tang looked at Song Xingxing's harmless face and curled his lips casually, "After all, Director Song and I are friends, and... I am also your elder."

Song Xingxing felt a toothache when she heard the word "elder".

Because Tang Tang and Deputy Director Song are peers, Song Xingxing really has to bite the bullet and acknowledge him as his elder.

"Can you still stand up? Don't worry you have broken bones."

"It's okay, it's not that serious." Song Xingxing luckily passed the question about seniority, and immediately patted his butt and stood up, "I just think I pulled it, it's still a little swollen and painful."

Tang Tang looked at his slender and muscular calves, which were now covered with blood from his knees, and he wanted to complain as well.

It doesn't look like it's not serious.

Fortunately, Song Xingxing was able to stand after getting up. Tang Tang looked at his arms and knees which were covered with wounds, which made his pale skin look even more pitiful. He could only say, "I'll take you to the hospital. If you really have a fracture, you'd better get treated as soon as possible."

"No need to trouble you, no need to trouble you, Miss Tang, I can take a taxi myself..."

His bizarre way of appearing was already abstract enough, and I always felt that I shouldn't cause any more trouble for Tang Tang.

"It's okay. I was going to go anyway. You can only be considered a SF Express courier at best."

Well, it’s a big item to bring along.

"Then I'll trouble Miss Tang."

"Well, just stand here and don't move, so as not to aggravate your injuries."

She picked up her phone and called Tang Xiao, "Come and pick me up. I'm on the roadside not far away. A friend of mine broke his leg here. I'm going to take him to the hospital."