I’m From an Ordinary Family, for Real!

The day ended quickly. Chen Chu also said goodbye to the study tour group, and they were about to leave the city and go to the next city to start a new study tour plan.

 Old Martinson pulled Chen Chu and talked a lot, but it was a bit strange. I don't know why he started talking about the president and started talking about these people's dirty stuff.

What's a Loli Island, something about having fun, etc. Chen Chu's brows jumped when he heard it, ah?

Aren’t all crows in the world generally black? Isn't this normal? Why do you seem so excited?

In addition, this is a free country, shouldn’t it be normal to do these magic things? Anyway, Chen Chu thought it was normal.

 The free country has always been synonymous with "crazy", "sick" and "weird" in his mind, no matter what happens.

Old Martinson saw Chen Chu frowning, and his mood instantly improved a lot, thinking that Chen Chu had listened to what he said.

After chatting with the verbose old guy for several hours, Chen Chu excused himself to go to bed late at night. This old guy was really annoying, he was too verbose and annoying.

 It’s really unbearable.

Old Martinson also received a system prompt:

 ‘Ding|! The target person's favorability is -1! ’

 Old Martinson: “???”

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The next day, Chen Chu reported to school. Under the leadership of the principal, Chen Chu came to his grade and major. In addition, the principal also arranged a small apartment for him.

　　Yes, a small apartment, this is his independent dormitory, just near the school.

Chen Chu declined: "Thank you, Mr. Principal, but I don't need a dormitory."

Principal Angre was disappointed, but still nodded: "Okay, let's go to your major first. I'll introduce you to your teacher and the dean of academic affairs."

 “OK!”

Knocking on the door of Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs’ office, the principal said: “Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs, are you there?”

There was a panicked sound from inside the door, and after a while, the voice of the academic director came: "Please come in."

 Chen Chu and the other two went in, and a strange smell made them pause for a moment.

There was a man and a beautiful blonde lady in the office. Judging from the messy appearance of the lady's clothes, she must have just had a bloodless battle.

Chen Chu silently added a few mental shields to himself and cleaned the smell inside the mental shields.

Wow, it turns out that the academic deans in Europe and the United States are really just like in the pornographic movies, and they really can have a sword-free fight in the office.

The office desk play turns out to be not an exaggeration, but a realism.

Principal Angre stared at the dean of academic affairs angrily: "Johnny, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, you are finished."

Mr. Johnny, the dean of academic affairs, stood up quickly: "Apologies, principal, I'm just relaxing, I'm too tired from work."

 “Jane, get down quickly.”

Principal Angre stared at him: "I'll give you five minutes to change clothes, and then take our new students to get familiar with the school."

 “Huh?” Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs asked.

 He looked at Chen Chu, Asian? Since when have Asians been treated favorably by Mr. Principal? He seemed to remember that the principal was a staunch racist.

But he didn’t know that Mr. Principal was no longer a racist yesterday. When several guns were put to his head and he was asked if he could take care of Mr. Chen Chu...

 Plus, who is this? This is a distinguished guest of the Martinson Consortium. What kind of Asian is this? This is clearly a free countryman, this is a tanned white man. Chen Chu glanced at him: "Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs, your eyes don't seem very polite?"

Several sturdy white men suddenly came in at the door, headed by Robert, the head of the armed security team assigned to him by Old Martinson. They nodded silently to Chen Chu.

 Then in Chen Chu's confused-sudden-shocked eyes, he pulled out a gun, put it against the dean's forehead, and dragged the dean away.

 Then, the sound of silenced bullets seemed to be heard.

Mr. Principal silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his legs and feet were shaking a little.

 Chen Chu was also a little shocked. No, I just said that Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs’ eyes seemed impolite, so you dragged him in and killed him?

 Fuck, fuck, fuck! !

Does Chen Chu really feel that the Free Country is really too naked and that if you have money, you can really do whatever you want?

 After a while, Robert and several armed security guards dragged Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs out. Is he still alive? Just a threat?

 Chen Chu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs looked at Chen Chu with fear in his eyes. He jumped up and said, "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time, sir."

Chen Chu frowned, and Robert stepped forward and kicked him away.

Chen Chu said: "Well, let's go change clothes."

Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs breathed a huge sigh of relief. At the moment when the gun was pressed against his forehead, he even thought about how his wife fell in love with him after his death.

He was scared, not to mention that after being dragged inside, he actually heard a name that frightened him: Martinson Consortium.

 It turned out that this Chinese gentleman was a distinguished guest of the Martinson Consortium... He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

If he offended a local gangster, he would be dead at most.

 But if he offends the consortium, he will not only die, but all his family members will be affected, and life will be worse than death.

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Captain Robert has only one mission: to protect Chen Chu and solve all difficulties for him.

　　It must be very distressing to be discriminated against, right? A gun will do the trick.

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Mr. Principal led the way. Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs held a book for Chen Chu and took Chen Chu to his professional classroom.

 A gray-haired old professor with stereotypical glasses was concentrating on his lecture. The principal knocked on the door, interrupting a wonderful class.

Everyone in the classroom looked over. There were people of all races, but the majority were white, followed by yellow, and at least black.

The old professor frowned and looked over: "Mr. Principal, Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs, could you please give me a reasonable explanation for why you interrupted my class?"

“I’m sorry, Professor Charles, I’m sorry to disturb your class.” Mr. Dean of Academic Affairs said, “I have brought a new student to you.”

 The old professor's eyes turned to Chen Chu and his eyes softened. He liked Chinese students very much because they were modest, introverted, studious and intelligent, which suited his taste.

 As for why he can tell the difference between Chinese people? It can only be said that after meeting many Asians, anyone can tell them apart from the Chinese.

 The overall appearance of people in each country is unique.

 “Come in.” The old professor said.

The principal also walked in, and walked up to the podium amidst the puzzled eyes of the old professor. He said: "Young men, let me introduce to you a new classmate, Chen Chu from Dahua, a powerful and mysterious oriental country. I hope you can get along well with your new classmates..."

 He emphasized the pronunciation of the last few words. (End of chapter)