I Just Want to Live Off the Fat of the Land, but My Daughter Wants Me to Become a Dragon

Song Yi's life goals are simple: tend the old street's bookshop, which is on the verge of closing, drink tea, slack off, and coast until retirement.

But his eight-and-a-half-year-old daughter, Song Miaomiao, has other ideas.

Watching her deskmate arrive at school in a luxury car, Song Miaomiao slaps her thermos down on Song Yi's desk, her expression grave.

"Dad, I'm nine and a half years away from turning eighteen. If you start working hard today, I can graduate from college as a rich second-generation kid."

"Now listen up. I've signed you up for calligraphy classes and a fishing-and-wellness camp. Go make your way into elite circles first!"

[Ding! Your daughter's intense wish for her father to become a dragon has been detected. Father-to-Dragon System activated!]

Forced into action, Song Yi casually scribbles a piece of calligraphy and hangs it outside to keep the rain off. The chairman of the literary and art circles, a renowned figure in the world of calligraphy, breaks down in tears at the sight, crying out that an immortal has descended to earth.

Trying to avoid his daughter's inspections, he goes fishing at a wild river and casts his line, only to pull up a bronze relic that has lain sleeping underwater for two hundred years.

Three years later, Song Miaomiao comes home with the top score in the province, ready to urge her dad to strive for success again.

Instead, she sees the head of the world's number-one company on the Forbes list standing before their shabby counter, respectfully offering a cigarette. "Mr. Gu, those economic essays you casually annotated last month saved half our conglomerate..."

Song Miaomiao is stunned. I told you to work hard, not become an immortal overnight!