“Little Chick Coo Coo Kindergarten” principal, a dignified, elegant, and domineering brown pheasant demon, was picking up a small comb to tidy the fluffy black short feathers on top of her head, and applying milk-scented body lotion to her sturdy legs.
Yes! Cute little monster babies love the principal’s milk-scented body fragrance the most~
After applying the body lotion, the principal put on black-framed glasses and took out a notebook. She began checking the homework submitted by the little monster babies.
The principal was a rigorous and responsible monster. “Little Chick Gugu Kindergarten” selected outstanding works every month and posted them on the kindergarten’s official website. Outstanding works were first selected by the teachers in the class and then the principal made the final decision.
At this moment, the principal opened the first homework with a solemn expression. It was submitted by the Little Cactus Spirit, who was interpreting a classic fairy tale… “The Ugly Duckling.”
Once upon a time, there was an ugly duckling—
The Little Cactus Spirit, dressed in a duckling costume, appeared on the screen, his watery big eyes looking timidly at the camera. The soft and smooth duck feathers on his goose-yellow body were harmonious, but the sharp thorns destroyed that harmony.
“He was considered an ugly duckling by everyone because of his appearance. Ever since he hatched from the egg, he has been bullied, ostracized, and ridiculed everywhere he goes.”
The Little Cactus Spirit fell to the ground, and the nearby ducklings hurriedly avoided him as if avoiding a plague. Countless paper props fell from all around, each with different words written on them:
【Monster】
【Deformity】
【Ugliness】
The Little Cactus Spirit fell to the ground, reaching out his hand. His tender little hand trembled slightly, his timid big eyes looking around the world in confusion.
You see, he’s reaching out his hand now, seeking help.
He’s still a child, a little monster baby. Like those soft ducklings, he’s fragile and needs to be carefully protected.
A cardboard slips into his palm, bearing a word: 【Disgusting】.
“Everyone wants to drive away this poor ugly duckling. The ducks peck at him, the chicks beat him, and even the maid who feeds the chickens kicks him with her feet. So he has to fly over the fence overnight. He came to the swamp, came to the farmhouse…”
The Little Cactus Spirit stumbled through the swirling paper, heading forward unsteadily. Before him was darkness, surrounded by mocking voices filled with malice.
In the long darkness, he fell once again.
“Winter came, and the weather was so cold. The ugly duckling was almost frozen to death by the icy lake.”
The screen gradually turned into darkness, reflecting the stunned expression of the principal. She stared blankly at herself on the screen, suddenly recalling the day when the Little Cactus Spirit enrolled. She retrieved the files, showing examples to Mr. Tong, and then, in a cold, businesslike tone of pity, she said, “Mr. Tong, I’m sorry, I also hope that your child can join our family, but with the previous examples…”
The tiny monster baby hid behind Father Tong, timidly assessing her with those watery big eyes.
Such clear eyes reflected this world full of thorns.
Why did she speak in such a tone, with such an expression, with such an attitude?
Wasn’t she the most responsible principal, the most popular among the children?
As she looked coldly at the spikes on that child, she herself was covered with… sharp, most hurtful thorns.
The principal covered her mouth, tears uncontrollably streaming down. Through her tear-blurred vision, she saw the dark screen slowly light up, playing a scene captured by the training class surveillance:
It was a sunny day. The Little Cactus Spirit ran out of the kindergarten, running aimlessly towards the gate of the training class on the other end of the street. The surrounding monsters screamed and avoided him. In the chaos, the Little Cactus Spirit fell once again.
Yes, to avoid hurting others, he wore thick clothes, wrapping himself up into a little chubby ball.
The chubby ball, covered with spikes, rolled to the ground. He lifted his gaze, looking at the crowd with eyes filled with tears, displaying a fragile and helpless soul in those watery eyes.
“The ugly duckling saw a beautiful and elegant swan.”
A young man in a wide-sleeved robe stepped out of the crowd. He was so handsome, with picturesque features, and his temperament was so clear that it made people feel ashamed.
“When he saw the beautiful swan spread its wings and fly from the cold zone to the unfrozen lake, the ugly duckling couldn’t help but feel an indescribable joy.”
The young man walked out from the crowd, dressed in a flowing robe. Everyone else was stepping back, but he was the only one moving forward.
“I want to fly to him.”
“The ugly duckling thought it would be much better to be killed by a swan than to be bitten by ducks, pecked by chickens, kicked by the maid guarding the chicken coop, and suffer in the winter.”
The young man walked up to the Little Cactus Spirit. He half squatted down, his snow-white robe trailing on the ground, like a white lotus blooming in the void.
He reached out his hands and gently lifted the Little Cactus Spirit.
The sunlight shone on his face, illuminating his compassionate and gentle smile.
“The ugly duckling couldn’t suppress his inner longing and decided to fly to the beautiful swan regardless of life or death. However, what was reflected in the water at that moment was no longer the ugly gray duckling, but a beautiful and pure white swan.”
“When I was still an ugly duckling, I never dreamed of so much happiness!”
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At one o’clock in the morning, the official website of Little Chick’s Coo Coo Kindergarten updated the collection of outstanding works for the month.
At two o’clock in the morning, the work “Snow White” completed jointly by seven children including Tong Ling Shu’s work “The Ugly Duckling”, became a sensation across the entire internet.
Among them, “Snow White” reached a staggering 800 million views. The princess lying in the crystal coffin, surrounded by flowers on her cheeks, looked as beautiful as an oil painting. However, no brush in the world could capture her beauty.
Her skin was as white as snow, her lips as red as blood, and her hair as black as ebony window frames.
The black, red, and white colors splashed onto the viewers’ retinas like ink painting, exuding a rich and fragrant beauty.
The barrage of comments on the screen expressed endless praise, with the comments scrolling so quickly that the font couldn’t be distinguished. However, in the next moment, the waterfall-like barrage suddenly evaporated into thin air—
When “she” opened her eyes, the whole world fell silent, afraid to disturb this beauty.
After watching the video, the “King of Combat”, a Bengal tiger spirit officially certified by the Monster Network, posted his first literary comment ever on a page that was all about combat matches: “The heart has a fierce tiger, and the scent of roses is faint.”
If “Snow White” was a feast for admirers of beauty, then “The Ugly Duckling” was the redemption bestowed by the heavens.
Countless monsters swore that when they saw the compassionate and gentle smile at the end of the video, they saw the holy light.
Some movie reviews mentioned that the first two-thirds of “The Ugly Duckling” video were dim and oppressive, like a long harsh winter with endless darkness.
“Every monster will have a period of darkness that cannot be mentioned, perhaps being oppressed by the strong, or perhaps facing natural disasters. We all have our own misfortunes. What you see as bright and beautiful is actually the calm after the storm.”
“His appearance struck the weakest part of my heart, making me drop my guard and feel defeated.”
“I realized that what I lacked at that time was just a hug.”
The smile at the end was also selected as the most healing smile of the year. The previous winner of this award was a dolphin spirit.
Within just two hours, the image of “Bai Tang” exploded across the entire internet at a nearly frenzied speed.
The top ten hot searches were all related to Bai Tang.
#Painted Immortal & Bai Tang & Professional Tribulation Crossing Master#
#Little Chick Coo Coo Kindergarten Outstanding Works#
#From Painted Immortal to Snow White#
#Embrace Your Swan#
…
However, at this moment, Bai Tang was still sound asleep in the warm bed, his cheeks against the fluffy pillow. He seemed like an innocent little angel who knew nothing, descending to this world just to offer a smile to all living beings.
The system glanced at Bai Tang. In fact, there was something it hadn’t told him all along… that ever since meeting Bai Tang, all the peerless beauties in the novels it had read seemed to have a face.
If it weren’t for his extraordinary beauty, the system wouldn’t tolerate such a stingy host, and under the pressure of this greedy host, it… quietly helped him with his tasks.
Setting aside the novels, the system, with an air of being invincible, stood firm on the forefront of the internet, striving to steer the attention towards the Professional Tribulation Crossing Master.
Meanwhile, Su Siyuan, awakened by the ringing phone, struggled to get out of bed with a heavy heart and answered the phone with a grumpy expression.
“Su Slow! Hurry up and check the Monster Network. Bai Tang’s identity has been exposed! It’s the video from the kindergarten homework. It’s going viral online. Oh, by the way! Your identity has been uncovered too!” Chi Cainan’s voice sounded sharp due to excitement.
Su Siyuan played the prince in “Snow White”, kissing the beloved princess of the whole world. So he became the enemy of the Monster Realm.
Almost all of his personal information was exposed on the surface.
…
The tired nerves tightened instantly at the mention of “Bai Tang”.
Su Siyuan woke up at the mention, logged into the Monster Network to quickly grasp the situation, and then swiftly mobilized all his connections to control the situation, trying to follow the plan discussed with Grandpa Su before—steer the attention towards the Professional Tribulation Crossing Master.
However, for some reason, Su Siyuan found controlling public opinion this time remarkably easy, as if a powerful force were secretly aiding him.
The system, which never took credit for its good deeds: “…”
When everything was more or less done, Su Siyuan lay on the chair quietly drinking bitter coffee, the taste of which made him slightly furrow his brow.
In fact, Su Siyuan had long been accustomed to the taste of bitter coffee. He was a sloth, and overcoming his own nature was a very difficult task. So, he would gulp down a cup of coffee while working, another one during late nights, and yet another during meetings…
When did he start feeling out of sorts?
Hmm, it seemed to be after meeting Bai Tang.
Just thinking about Bai Tang would make sweetness explode in his mouth, cascading down like mountains collapsing, drowning all the drowsiness bugs in this sea of sweetness.
Su Siyuan clicked on the video of “Snow White”. He hadn’t seen what the finished product looked like, so at this moment, he was filled with a bit of curiosity… and a hidden sense of smugness.
Yes, it was smugness.
It was the smugness of a rich man guarding his rare treasure, the smugness of a sloth guarding his beloved tree.
You see, am I not discerning? I fell in love with Bai Tang so early on.
You see, am I not impressive? I stole a kiss from such a wonderful Bai Tang.
Look, you only have envy and jealousy. Do you think that being a CEO and kissing a beauty is happy?
Yes, it’s super happy. This kind of happiness is beyond your imagination.
The barrage was all praising his little monster, which made Su Siyuan unhappy. Clearly, it was him, he was the one who first met his little monster, he was the one who brought the little monster home first.
Bai Tang is like a treasure.
Treasures always shine. But before the treasure was discovered by the world, he had already hidden the treasure in his treasure chest.
Although the occasional brilliance of the treasure fascinates the world, the ownership belongs to him.
Su Siyuan silently watched the prince kissing the princess on the screen.
The lip print appeared on the crystal coffin.
As the man watched the barrage gush out like a fountain, like an atomic bomb exploding instantly, his lips slowly curled up.
Look, it’s mine. All of it belongs to me. I’ve stamped my mark in front of the whole world.
You can only take a glimpse.
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So waking up from a nap and finding out my cloak has fallen off, how does Bai Tang feel about being crowned with the “Golden Seal of Beauty” by the official of the Monster Network?
Am I still dreaming…
So sleepy.
Bai Tang, who wants to stay in bed, thought so.
