Chapter 2197: Chapter 2019: Local Tyrant School Manor. Lakeside. Tang Qing sat quietly, a pound-heavy alloy straight hook hanging at the end of his fishing line, bending the fishing rod as if a big fish had been caught. With this arrangement. No silly fish should get caught swallowing it, right? While fishing. Tang Qing was also keeping an eye on the outside world. The buzz around Yantang University had once again hit the hot search; with this attention, it should attract some quality students. Of course. Offline enrollment needs to be followed up too. After all. Even Peking University and Tsinghua University pay a lot of attention to some exceptionally excellent students, competing for them. This doesn’t mean they are lacking, but it’s a form of respect. Therefore. Yantang University’s enrollment is just not as intense as last year. Last year was truly from nothing to something; a newly established third-tier university had to make a splash. Now. The image is established, returning to rationality is good. ... Soon enough. "Ring, ring!" The bell rang, and Tang Qing blinked his right eye. Connected. "Old Tang." "How’s the arrangement going?" "Smoothly, thank you." Li Kai said sincerely. For this wedding, Tang Qing agreed to act as the emcee, completely giving him face. Hearing this. Tang Qing laughed out loud. "Haha." "What’s there to thank for." "I even saved on the wedding gift money, and I can even get a red envelope, plus a free meal. It’s a big gain." In two lifetimes, Tang Qing had never been an emcee. Ready to experience it once. In life. As long as you don’t commit a crime. It’s good to try more things, anyway, it’s almost like a company meeting, grasping the process, and maybe adding a bit of atmosphere, the phrasing is no challenge. Just treat it as a speech. In the future. When several younger sisters get married, he can participate a bit more. "Good." Li Kai certainly didn’t believe in ’saving’ or ’gaining.’ Hua Xia’s richest man, the world’s second tycoon, Trillionaire Tang, how could he help just to save on wedding money? "I’ve already sent the process to your email, the rehearsal should be unnecessary, just arrive at the manor half an hour early," Li Kai said. He knew Tang Qing had an almost photographic memory. Rehearsal? What’s that? Besides. Even if there are mistakes, the guests would just find it cute. Joking aside, that’s a golden Buddha; just standing there is scenic. He was also looking forward to the guests’ reaction when they knew Tang Qing was hosting. If there weren’t restrictions on guests taking photos, he would definitely make it to the hot search again. This would be the debut. "Alright." Tang Qing agreed. "What are you up to?" Li Kai asked. "Fishing." "..." Li Kai chuckled bitterly. This old classmate is really... disciplined. His hobbies are always different from other wealthy people, very... clean. ... The next day. Morning. Yantang University. Just as dawn broke. "Ring, ring!" Alarm bells rang in quite a few dormitories. "Get up." "Hurry." "Don’t sleep in, we have to snag prime spots." "..." Tang Qing coming over caused a sensation at Yantang University. After a year of studying here, Tang Qing had only appeared during last year’s school assembly. After that. He hadn’t shown up again. Of course. Everyone understood that he was busy, handling countless matters, managing both studies and work. With five degrees, just thinking about it made their legs tremble. They were already exhausted by studying one major, but five? It was life-draining, and because of this, their admiration for Tang Qing grew by the day. Besides. Tang Qing also had a massive business empire to manage. One CEO managing a group is busy enough, and Tang Qing had no less than ten companies under him. Sheng Tang. Sky Eye. Qing Yuan. Hummingbird. Microcrystal. Comet. Wan Qing. Zhongyu Special Guard. ... Counting them was shocking. Each was an industry leader, and Tang Qing had three companies with a market value exceeding one hundred billion dollars. If they went public. Another one might be added---Hummingbird. With over a hundred thousand employees under him, just thinking about it made Yantang students excited. Such legendary presence inspired only veneration, not envy. Get up. Wash up. Go out. Eat. Rush to the Great Hall. "Hurry." "So many early risers." "Speed up." "..." A large number of students surged to the school’s Great Hall. There was no need to skip classes because there were none in the morning; it was specially set aside. Usually. Every month. The school would invite famous people, experts from different fields to speak at the Great Hall; each guest was a rare sight. Therefore. Almost every event was a full house. ... Great Hall. Those who arrived early took the front row seats immediately, with priority filling from front to back. Every ten meters or so along the aisle stood a sturdy security guard. To this. Everyone was used to it because it was always like this. The school’s security was quite substantial, standing by, it gave a sense of safety. "So excited." "Look, there’s a live broadcast from Comet Video." "This is good." "Yeah, you can rewatch it later." "..." After a year of studying, they gained a lot. Initially, upon arriving, they thought they could relax, finally escaping the intense past study life. Skipping classes. Playing. Falling in love. To make college life vivid and vibrant. But upon arrival, they found this place was different from ordinary universities with free style; it was very strict. The notion of ’sixty as a passing grade’ did not apply here. Because comprehensive scores had to be evaluated. A to F. Was Yantang University’s internal academic year evaluation; if you got all sixties, you couldn’t even get a B, at most a C, even a D; the score was crucial. Once upon a time. They wanted to protest. But. Found they couldn’t say it. The school was not at fault, just like high school, grades were everything. A university is a school too, valuing grades is not wrong. Complain? Complain to whom? Parents? That would be asking for a scolding. Authorities? They wouldn’t care. Yantang University’s grading didn’t relate to the degree; a sixty could still earn a degree, just the grading would be low. It didn’t violate regulations. Later. No one talked about it anymore because the school’s measures were quite ’humane.’ Main courses. Sixty, no reward. Seventy, one hundred. Afterwards. For every additional five points, an extra fifty. That is to say, if you scored full marks, it would be four hundred. Of course, that’s too tough; top students usually only got three hundred. Thus. No more disputes. Damn! Isn’t it just about scoring? We just came from grueling high school, our learning ability is still strong, and this is just the basic reward, not ranking-based. That is to say. No need to compete with others, reaching the score gives you money. Besides. There were ranking rewards too. - Class ranking. - Major ranking. They all existed. First place, one thousand. Second place, eight hundred. Third place, five hundred. ... It could be said the tycoon school went to the extreme. As for the department and school, they didn’t have rankings because the majors were different, comparing scores wasn’t suitable. Last semester. The most outstanding top student received over four thousand in rewards, just from score rewards, scholarships, financial aids, and other subsidies... adding it up. Easily over ten thousand. Some. Even exceeded twenty thousand. Considering the hidden benefits, attending Yantang University was a huge gain, even if studying was a bit tough, it was worth it.