Chapter Eight: The Newcomers Are All Monsters

My Little Sister, Luo Tianyi Innocent Little Angel 2553 words 2026-03-04 20:27:55

“Professor, you have to believe me, I didn’t mean to blacken your name,” muttered Luo Chen, amazed at how fate seemed to conspire—just when he needed something, it fell right into his lap.

Luo Chen was never one to procrastinate. Once he made a decision, he acted immediately—a trait that had always served him well.

He quickly found the video, downloaded it, and began to watch.

“I believe there are significant shortcomings in parental education in our country,” the middle-aged man in the video was saying, “We must care for and cherish—”

Luo Chen watched, conflicted. The man in the video wore a suit and tie, his attire immaculate. Though his face bore a hint of shadiness, his speech and manner were nothing but proper.

Could someone like this really be deserving of infamy?

Luo Chen, who had long since cast aside his scruples for the sake of greater ambitions, was not one to malign someone without reason. If this professor was truly upright and diligent, he wasn’t certain he could bring himself to target him.

“Well, if he’s really as upright as he seems, I’ll let it go,” Luo Chen reasoned. He decided to investigate further; if the man turned out to be worthy, he’d simply choose another subject.

A quick search on the University Forum yielded an abundance of posts—and most were far from flattering.

“A Brief Discussion of Professor Yuan Ning’s Past Deeds”
“Professor Yuan? The Pest of the University!”

Many similar threads existed, though most had already been buried by the moderators. The first post, however, was still fresh and hot, likely untouched so far.

Skimming through the content, Luo Chen discovered that Professor Yuan was no ordinary scoundrel. The post detailed a litany of crimes: soliciting bribes from failing students, trafficking in diploma certificates, harassing female students—yet he was always cautious and sanctimonious, leaving no evidence behind.

He often traveled to lecture parents around the country, wearing the mask of a model educator and thus amassing a group of oblivious supporters.

With such a thoroughbred villain, Luo Chen felt no qualms about exposing him.

He logged into the Xingyu streaming platform and, within minutes, filled out the basic information and registered a new account. Though he had an existing account in his memory, after some thought, he decided to start fresh.

He set his user information to private, but hesitated over the username. After a moment’s thought, he chose to reuse the handle he’d once been known by in his previous life.

Innocent Little Angel.

Even as Luo Chen prepared to become a notorious trickster, his heart remained pure. He was still that elegant, upright young man—there was a line between his public persona and his true self. This, in essence, was the reflection of his soul.

As a seasoned content creator, Luo Chen was no stranger to making videos. He began editing, selecting material, and integrating clips, striving to match the legendary style of Master White Mouse.

But as soon as he began, he realized how difficult the task truly was. Even if he remembered the main points and jokes, the source material differed, requiring countless adjustments and substitutions of memes.

After much stumbling, he finally assembled a rough version, but he was far from satisfied. If all he wanted was a bit of fame, this would suffice—but it was nowhere near the original by Master White Mouse.

“I’m still not as good as the real deal,” Luo Chen sighed as he watched his own video. This was not the standard he had set for himself.

“If only I knew what Master White Mouse was thinking back then,” he mused. The thought flickered through his mind—he hardly believed that the master himself would cross worlds to tutor him.

Since he wasn’t satisfied, he resolved to revise it again.

Luo Chen never passed up an opportunity to improve his work. If something felt wrong, he’d perfect it, no matter how long it took.

As he began anew, something changed within him. His editing and production became fluid, the awkwardness vanished. Ideas flowed through his mind, each creative notion finding its place in the video. Completely immersed, Luo Chen failed to notice how strange his situation truly was.

In just over twenty minutes, he finished the entire video—so quickly it was as if he were copying the original frame by frame.

“Wait, what just happened?” Luo Chen suddenly snapped back to reality. He stared at the completed video in disbelief.

“Did I really make this?” He searched his memory. The video, the process, the concept—all were vivid in his mind. He was confident he could recreate it from scratch if necessary.

“This is way too fast,” he muttered, replaying the video from start to finish.

“It’s perfect,” he admitted. With his own skills, he could never have produced something so seamless and polished. It was almost like an alternate-world version of ‘How to Make Children Love Learning’—even as the creator, he was nearly doubled over with laughter.

“Could Master White Mouse’s spirit have possessed me?” Luo Chen shivered involuntarily. It wasn’t impossible—he’d been logged into the site before traveling to this new world, and upon waking, found himself here.

“If that’s the case, I’ve struck gold,” he thought gleefully. He could transplant all of the masters’ videos from his previous world to this one, becoming a one-man pillar for the entire streaming platform.

There was no equivalent of that site here—he would build one. There was no All-Star Series—he would create it.

But regardless of his ambitions, Luo Chen first needed popularity and fans. The immediate priority was to become the most renowned creator of the moment.

Whether it was the looming threat of debt or his burgeoning ambition, everything hinged on the success of this endeavor.

With the video perfected, Luo Chen prepared to upload his painstaking creation.

Only one step remained—the title.

A captivating title was crucial, especially since Luo Chen, though using White Mouse’s work, lacked his predecessor’s fame.

A great work would eventually go viral, true, but that took time. With tens of thousands of videos uploaded daily on the Xingyu platform—including masterpieces from established creators and impressive works from newcomers—many excellent videos were simply drowned out, waiting to be discovered.

If luck was on your side, it might take a couple of days; if not, it could be weeks before your work saw the light of day.

No matter how confident Luo Chen was, he dared not get complacent.

After all, time was the one thing he lacked most.

A parade of bizarre and catchy names flashed through his mind before he settled on a familiar phrase—not so much a title as a prefix. In his previous life, it had been used to death, but here, it was completely unknown:

Newcomers Are Monsters!

He smiled to himself. Back then, he’d used this prefix too, but after being mercilessly mocked, he’d stopped.

Adding the prefix, the title became a long string:

Newcomers Are Monsters! Soulful RP: How to Make Children Love Learning

Luo Chen figured that if only seven or eight characters showed up, it would be enough to attract attention.

Once the upload was complete, there was little left for him to do except wait for his creation to ferment and explode in popularity.