As the only daughter of a diplomat, she naturally attracted the attention of some men who attempted to arrange a marriage between them.

Powerful figures and business tycoons intentionally or unintentionally recommend their sons, relatives, or younger relatives; some promising young people in their twenties and thirties even volunteer themselves, handing over their business cards…

Of course, no one succeeded.

However, some business cards and documents were still left behind.

It's not appropriate to throw it away in front of others, is it?

Mrs. Sawamura, who enjoys persecuting her own daughter, showed Sawamura Eriri her business card and information, and also explained her family background.

The key point is that Dongfang Chen's business card is also among them!

Of course, Mrs. Sawamura also had some intention of choosing a son-in-law, after all, Eriri's situation still made her somewhat worried about her future, and she was preparing to make plans as soon as possible.

Mrs. Sawamura became immediately interested when she saw Dongfang Chen's business card.

The youngest Dragon King in history, a disciple of Kiyotaki Kosuke 9-dan, etc., seems to be quite something.

He's quite handsome, and his age is similar to my daughter's. After doing a little research, I discovered that Dongfang Chen and Sawamura Eriri went to the same school.

Mrs. Sawamura thought it was worth a try...

As a result, Mrs. Sawamura gave Dongfang Chen a strong recommendation to her daughter.

As a result, the victim, Eriri, has been hearing Dongfang Chen's name from her mother almost every day for the past few days, and has also been forced to look at a lot of photos of him.

So, when I saw Dongfang Chen in the school corridor, he looked familiar, and I took another look...

"Damn it, it's all that old woman's fault!"

Eriri Sawamura felt indignant as she felt the pain coming from her nose and knees from time to time.

But since things have already come to this, there's no way I can go to class today. I took out my phone and called my mom to come pick me up and take me home.

……

the other side.

When Dongfang Chen returned to the classroom, the first class meeting had already ended.

His arrival naturally drew strange looks from many classmates, and some of them started whispering among themselves, which was obviously not good.

However, Dongfang Chen was too lazy to pay attention to these guys. He went to the last row of the classroom and found two empty seats. He chose a seat by the window and sat down.

There were no familiar faces in his class; they were all just random strangers.

When he is in the classroom, Dongfang Chen rarely interacts with his classmates.

In addition, last semester he often asked for leave to participate in the Dragon King Challenge and occasionally skipped classes, which made him an oddball in the eyes of his classmates.

Of course, he didn't care about these classmates' attitudes. As long as they didn't provoke him in person, he wouldn't bother with them.

Although he is handsome, he has almost no popularity.

He took a small pillow out of his schoolbag and lay down on the table to sleep.

Sleeping in the classroom is very pleasant, but it feels a bit chilly because of the low temperature.

"Boom boom boom!"

Dongfang Chen hadn't fallen asleep yet when he heard someone knocking on his desk. He looked up at the female classmate in front of him and asked, "Nagase-san, is there something you need?"

Nagase shrank back and quickly said, "Excuse me, Higashikata, the homeroom teacher wants to see you in the office."

"Okay, thank you for reminding me."

He put away the pillow and left the classroom.

……

When Dongfang Chen arrived at the office, his homeroom teacher did not scold him, but instead took him to the principal's office.

"Hey, Dongfang, you're here! Hello, hello!"

The bald principal, who was processing documents, immediately stood up to greet Dongfang Chen and warmly shook his hand.

Being treated so warmly by a man in his fifties or sixties caught Dongfang Chen off guard: "Um, Principal, please calm down."

Bald Principal: "Dongfang, don't be nervous. I just didn't expect the newly crowned Dragon King to be a student of our school. I got a little too excited for a moment. Please forgive me!"

Dongfang Chen instantly understood; the reason for such enthusiasm was his identity as the Dragon King.

"Becoming the Dragon King was just a fluke, a stroke of good luck. Hmm, Principal, please speak frankly!"

He didn't want to beat around the bush with this old guy.

Bald Principal: "It's nothing, what could it be? I just wanted to ask Dongfang if there's anything he's dissatisfied with about the school. Tell me, and I'll fix it immediately!"

Dongfang Chen's lips twitched. You're the principal, is it really appropriate to act like this in front of a student?

However, I still have to respond: "At present, there is nothing to complain about, everything is fine."

Bald Principal: "Dongfang, don't be afraid of anything, just say it..."

Finally, after much pimping, the bald principal promised that as long as Dongfang Chen didn't cause any major incidents at school, he would be free to do as he pleased.

Even if he skips class every day, sleeps during class, or plays on his phone, it's fine, as long as he doesn't affect other students.

What Dongfang Chen needs to do is allow the school to use his title of "Dragon King" in advertising to attract more new students.

Incidentally, we'll waive his tuition fees and give him advertising fees every month.

This was a good thing for Dongfang Chen, so he didn't refuse the bald principal's offer.

Of course, he still had to remind the bald principal: "Advertising is fine, but I don't want you to create any negative news for me. Principal, you should understand what I mean!"

Bald Principal: "No, no, Dongfang, you can rest assured. I would never do anything so stupid as to dig my own grave."

Dongfang Chen nodded: "I hope the principal's words are matched by his actions. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Bald Principal: "Hmm, take care, Dongfang..."

P.S. This chapter is a setup chapter and doesn't have much plot, so please forgive me, readers.

Chapter 19 It's up to you, I didn't force you to drink.

After leaving the principal's office, Dongfang Chen returned to the classroom.

Although the principal granted him special privileges, he wasn't one to act recklessly; he went back to the classroom to sleep...

Sleeping in the classroom isn't a big deal, is it?

During lunch break, as soon as get out of class ended, he went to the school store and bought some bread and two bottles of milk, then went to the school's laboratory building.

He easily found his way to the door of a laboratory and knocked on it.

"Boom boom boom!"

He knocked once and got no response, so he knocked again.

"Please come in."

A few seconds later, a lazy voice came from inside the laboratory.

Dongfang Chen walked in. The classroom was filled with equipment and other things. After scanning around, he found his target at a lab table by the window.

The person had long gray hair that was casually draped over their shoulders; they wore rimless glasses and had a rather cute face; they were wearing a white lab coat over their school uniform.

The girl is a little over 1.5 meters tall, but she has a broad chest that many girls envy, making her a truly beautiful young woman.

She seemed to be busy with some kind of experiment, only glancing up at the person who had just arrived before lowering her head again.

"Oh, it's Dongfang. What are you doing here?"

"I was just thinking that there's another girl waiting to be fed. What if you get hungry if I don't come?"

Dongfang Chen waved the lunch in his hand.

Rio Futaba picked up the test tube containing the blue liquid, shook it, and said calmly, "I'm not that fragile."

Seeing that she was still busy, Dongfang Chen was not in a hurry and sat down on the stool next to the podium.

More than ten minutes later, Futaba Rio finished her experiment, took notes in her notebook, and then came to Dongfang Chen's side.

He picked up a large beaker, rinsed it, filled it with water, and lit the alcohol lamp to boil it. Then he took out two water glasses, added canned coffee, sugar, and other ingredients, and skillfully used the laboratory equipment to brew coffee...

"I'm really afraid that one day you'll misuse the contents of all those bottles and jars to make coffee, and then we'll end up committing suicide together."

Dongfang Chen picked up a bottle labeled "manganese dioxide" on the table and complained.

Rio Futaba: "Don't worry, there are strict usage guidelines for any potentially lethal chemicals in the lab, and they generally won't be taken out for you to eat."

"You're only talking about the general, right? So it's possible, hmm, I think for the sake of my life, I can't just drink whatever you prepare."

"Whatever, I didn't force you to drink it."

"Here, this is for you—chocolate bread and sausage bread."

"Thank you."

Speaking of Futaba Rio, Dongfang Chen first met her in the first semester of his first year of high school, when they met at the school store.

One day, Rio Futaba, who hadn't brought any food, went to the convenience store to buy bread. However, being small, she couldn't squeeze past the boy blocking the entrance and couldn't buy any bread. She was about to leave when she realized she hadn't been able to.

A loaf of bread appeared in front of her. Dongfang Chen smiled and said, "Student, would you like to buy some bread? It's available at the same price!"

There were no dramatic events or hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress scenarios; it was just a simple loaf of bread that made the two friends.

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