My Live Broadcast Room Can Teach You Everything (5):
Clearly, it was his uncle who did it, yet all the credit fell on him. Chu Feng felt a little guilty.
Especially since the young man seemed to admire him even more because of it. If the boy found out later that his approach and help all had other reasons, would he feel deceived? Would he think all of Chu Feng’s actions were just because of their family ties?
No, he had to salvage it in time, let the boy see past appearances, and truly like him as a person.
Chu Feng: “Do you really like piloting mechs? You’re very gifted in this. Maybe you could ask a teacher for early guidance, since you’ve already mastered the entire semester’s coursework.”
Si Qi shook his head: “I don’t especially like it.”
Chu Feng hadn’t expected him to say that. “Then what do you like?”
Si Qi thought for a moment and said: “I like studying.”
With an embarrassed look, he added: “Do you know why I’m called this name?”
Chu Feng was curious: “Why?”
Si Qi leaned closer, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered in his ear: “I’ll tell you, but don’t tell anyone else, okay?”
Chu Feng’s heart raced. He gently nodded: “I won’t tell, not a soul.”
Including those two elders at home. (Li Zhaoran: Hey!!)
Si Qi: “Actually, my name came from a learning machine. My real name is 47, just the number 47.”
Chu Feng was surprised: “Why?”
Si Qi shrugged: “Because no one gave me a name. By chance, I found a learning machine on the garbage mountain. I held it every day and studied with it, since there was nothing else I could do. I liked studying, and I liked that learning machine, so I gave myself the same name as it.”
Chu Feng’s heart ached beyond words. He only wanted to pull the child before him into his arms, to give him all the best things in the world, to heal the misfortunes of his childhood.
Si Qi: “Applying to the Military Administration program at Comprehensive University was actually me taking a shortcut. I was afraid I couldn’t get into a popular major. I saw fewer people applying to Military Administration, and my mental strength happened to meet the requirements, so I signed up. I thought being a soldier would be stable, a secure job.”
The more Chu Feng listened, the sadder he felt. How could his child worry about such things? Heaven was far too unfair to this boy.
Chu Feng: “So you don’t actually like piloting mechs?”
But Si Qi was clearly very talented in it.
Si Qi: “It’s not that I dislike it. I like everything. After coming here, everything is new. Every day I feel very happy.”
If not for those two scumbags, Si Yuan and his son, the original owner should have spent a very happy time here and had a bright future.
But he met them, and so everything was destroyed—his life, his future, even his very existence.
Chu Feng: “Then if you could choose again, would you still want to join the military? Or would you like another career?”
Si Qi thought and said: “I want to be a teacher.”
Chu Feng was slightly surprised: “A teacher?”
“Yes, a teacher,” Si Qi said. “That learning machine was my teacher. It changed my destiny. I want to be like it and change other people’s destinies. Being a teacher is a very great profession, no less than being a soldier defending the country.”
Warmth filled Chu Feng’s heart. He told Si Qi: “As long as you want to, you can do it.”
But did Comprehensive University even have a teaching program?
He’d have to ask the elders later…
Chu Feng casually asked: “What subject do you want to teach?”
Si Qi looked blank: “What subject? Can’t I teach all subjects?”
Chu Feng: “……”
Looking at the boy’s innocent face, Chu Feng swallowed the “of course not” that nearly slipped out, and instead said with a straight face: “Yes, of course you can!”
Si Qi giggled: “I knew it~ That learning machine taught every subject~~”
Chu Feng: “Yes, that’s right.”
Whatever Si Qi said, that’s how it was!
“Little Qi wants to be a teacher? That’s wonderful, teachers are so honorable! All my colleagues are teachers! Little Qi wants to work by my side—it seems my nephew and I are truly kindred spirits!!”
Li Zhaoran, who spoiled Si Qi even more blindly than Chu Feng, was overjoyed after hearing Chu Feng’s account.
“It just so happens our school has an education program. We can arrange for Little Qi to transfer majors!”
Chu Feng’s IQ, which nearly dropped to zero in front of Si Qi, finally returned when dealing with others. He told Li Zhaoran: “Little Qi doesn’t want to just teach one subject. He wants to teach everything.”
Li Zhaoran was stunned: “Teach everything? What does that mean?”
“Just the literal meaning.”
Li Zhaoran thought for a moment: “Does he want to start a private school? Or be a tutor, teaching one-on-one in all subjects?”
Chu Feng: “Neither. Little Qi said he wants to do online classes, livestream teaching.”
Li Zhaoran’s mouth opened, and after a long while he finally said: “Online classes are great! That’s still teaching, and you don’t have to pick students. That’s called teaching without discrimination! Excellent!”
Chu Feng: “……”
As expected.
Chu Feng: “I’ve already shared some of my course materials with Little Qi. Some things aren’t suitable for me to give him. Maybe you could…”
This was a chance for Li Zhaoran to gain favor with Si Qi.
Li Zhaoran’s eyes lit up, and he quickly said: “Sure, I’ll handle it! You just focus on taking good care of Little Qi!”
Chu Feng smiled, his eyes filled with tenderness: “I will. Little Qi is a good kid. I like him very much.”
Li Zhaoran grinned from ear to ear: “Of course, I liked him the moment I saw him.”
Chu Feng took the chance to add: “I told Little Qi about Mr. Geer, but it seems he credited me for it.”
Completely unaware that his family had been robbed right under his nose, Li Zhaoran generously said: “It’s fine, it’s normal for Little Qi to think that way.”
Chu Feng only smiled in silence.
He wouldn’t admit that because of this, Si Qi not only felt more grateful to him, but was also more infatuated.
Thanks to Si Qi’s lack of knowledge about many things in the capital, and Chu Feng’s eagerness to help, the two of them—new friends, both acting like seasoned actors—became close at lightning speed.
Putting aside how Si Qi, with his rough edges, teased his innocent partner, Chu Feng discovered during this time that although Si Qi didn’t know much about many things, he had an extraordinary intuition for everything. He could grasp the essence of something quickly, capturing its core, like an unbloomed sage, always bringing fresh insights.
So rather than Chu Feng introducing him to the capital, it was more like the two of them were growing together.
Chu Feng could say with certainty that he had learned a lot from Si Qi.
From the bottom of his heart, he felt Si Qi was very suited to being a teacher.
That day, as agreed, Si Qi began his second livestream.
Many viewers waited early in the livestream room for his arrival.
Some were classmates who had watched the entire previous stream live. Some came for his reputation as a top student at Comprehensive University and his mech expertise.
And quite a large group came only because of Chu Feng.
These people weren’t interested in mechs at all—they cared more about gossip.
But after watching the whole livestream, they realized to their surprise that they had actually understood Si Qi’s lesson. Dumbfounded, they wondered if they had a hidden talent for piloting mechs.
It wasn’t until they saw that even mech fans and university students had understood everything that they regretfully realized it wasn’t that they had suddenly awakened a talent—it was just that Si Qi was too good. His teaching was so clear and easy to understand that anyone could follow.
Thinking of how they had only come because of Chu Feng, and noticing how close Chu Feng and Si Qi seemed at school lately, they all said: “Si Qi got into Comprehensive University after just four years of study. He’s truly a genius among geniuses. He must keep being good friends with our Chu Dada~~”
“Of course geniuses like to be friends with other geniuses!”
“Si Qi, how do you usually study? I feel like I’m dying every day under homework, my hair is falling out from the stress.”
“Ugh, I also want to get into Comprehensive University and be Chu Dada’s classmate, but the score cutoff is way too high, it’s impossible…”
“It’d be great if Si Qi could teach us not just how to pilot mechs, but also how to get into university.”
What the netizens said casually, Si Qi took seriously.
Seeing many people sighing that they wanted to get into Comprehensive University but couldn’t reach the required score, and envying him for doing it in only four years, they were eager to know how he did it.
Si Qi said: “Actually, I can also teach basic knowledge here in the livestream.”
The audience was stunned.
Then the ones who had asked immediately screamed in excitement, sending him virtual gifts, hoping he would really follow through.
And Si Qi truly could.
He said: “It’s all livestreaming anyway, no matter what I teach. Since I have two days off every week, today I’ll do mech lessons, and tomorrow I’ll teach basic academic subjects.”
“You can tell me what subject you want to learn first, and I’ll go one by one. Is that okay?”
The screen filled with unanimous “yes,” with people even listing the subjects they found hardest.
In the end, math unsurprisingly took first place.
Si Qi couldn’t help muttering, “Isn’t math the easiest subject?” which drew a wave of complaints from everyone.
Pretending he hadn’t seen, Si Qi continued: “Then tonight I’ll prepare materials, and tomorrow I’ll start teaching from elementary school level all the way through high school graduation.”
Many viewers secretly looked forward to it and said they had no problem with that.
Some parents watching even decided on the spot to bring their children to the stream tomorrow.
They figured: if Si Qi could teach mechs so well after less than a month of learning, then after studying math for four years, how could he possibly be bad at it?
He was a top student from Comprehensive University, after all. Even hiring him privately as a tutor would cost hundreds per hour. And now they could learn for free? They couldn’t miss this chance.
Thinking this, these parents started tagging all their school-aged children in the family group chat, then shared the livestream link to their kids’ class groups, spreading the good news.
When one parent shared the message in the class group, the teacher complained about spam.
That parent felt a bit guilty—wasn’t this disrespectful to the teacher? They were just about to apologize, but before they could, other parents jumped in, swarming the teacher with criticism, each one speaking over the other, leaving the parent fuming.
She rolled her eyes and asked the teacher: “Are you a graduate of Comprehensive University?”
The teacher’s tone was unfriendly: “If you want a Comprehensive University graduate to teach your child, then have your child test into a key city school. Our school only has this level of staff. If you’re not satisfied, you can consider transferring.”
Other parents quickly chimed in: “That’s not true, teacher, you teach very well.”
“Yes, yes, graduates of the teacher’s program at Comprehensive University, there are only a handful every year, and they all get snatched up by the most famous private schools in the Alliance. For us, this is already excellent.”
“If you want someone from Comprehensive University to teach your child, you can always hire a private tutor. A semester costs just over ten thousand anyway~~”
The parent who had shared the link in the class group sneered coldly, scrolled up, and withdrew the link. Then she typed a line with forceful keystrokes: “Fine, when a top student who got into Comprehensive University in only four years is offering free lessons for your kids, you all look down on it, preferring instead to spend tens of thousands hiring tutors elsewhere. I don’t understand your thinking. I’ll just let my kid learn on their own.”
Sharing in good faith only to have it backfire!
The more she thought about it, the more irritated she felt, so she deliberately attached a screenshot of the livestream’s barrage of jubilant comments and sent it to the group.
After the message went out, the class group fell silent.
The teacher, after seeing it, said nothing. He already knew the gossip about Si Qi and Si Yuan, and he also knew that Si Qi was from a remote planet, only started school at fourteen, and was admitted to Comprehensive University at eighteen. He had even remarked to friends before that people really were worlds apart.
He hadn’t expected that teaching others how to pilot mechs wasn’t enough—Si Qi was even willing to teach math to his audience. That was a huge benefit for everyone. He had no standing to oppose it, nor could he claim to be better at learning methods than Si Qi.
Because if Si Qi were in school, he’d be the type teachers singled out for national competitions and prepared for guaranteed admission afterward.
Whereas he was just the type who got into a good university the normal way through exams.
The parents who read that parent’s message felt their hearts tighten, hurriedly scrolled back to find the link, only to realize it had been withdrawn. They felt like bleeding inside.
In front of the teacher, they couldn’t slap their own faces by admitting they too wanted such a top student to teach their kids. All they could do was privately flood that parent with messages, begging her to send the link again, showering her with compliments.
The parent understood well enough. Those parents were flattering the teacher publicly in hopes of better treatment for their children at school. She didn’t make things difficult—anyone who came to her, she gave the link.
And in situations like hers, basically anyone who knew about Si Qi’s background and his academic journey paid attention.
Each one praised the sharer sweetly and immediately went to follow the livestream, waiting for Si Qi’s next class.
Even those long past school age, but still enthusiastic about learning, upon hearing the lessons would start from elementary school and move up, came to the stream—wanting to follow along, revisit knowledge, and reclaim what they had once left behind.
So when Si Qi entered the livestream the next day with his lesson plan, what he saw was a viewership that had skyrocketed to dozens of times more than the day before, all these “children” (?) waiting eagerly to be fed (?).
Si Qi: “…………”
Were people in this world always this passionate about studying?
Wasn’t math supposed to be the most dreaded subject, the one they wished would disappear if not for exams?
What was going on now?
Si Qi was surprised for only a moment, then quickly adjusted his state. After a brief opening remark, he dove straight into the topic, calmly projecting his prepared lesson content into the stream and teaching from the beginning.
Contrary to what many had imagined the night before, Si Qi’s teaching style was something this world had never encountered.
He drew on his learning experiences from other worlds, adapting highly developed educational methods from advanced civilizations, and localized them for this world so that people could absorb them more easily.
After a few minutes of initial unfamiliarity, the audience quickly adapted to the rhythm. Without realizing it, they were drawn into his lesson, unaware of time passing, forgetting they were listening to math—the subject they had once hated most.
It’s hard to imagine what it feels like to be taught elementary and middle school knowledge hand-in-hand by someone of near-academician level.
If it must be described with one word, it’s enjoyment.
Si Qi lifted heavy concepts as though they were light, explaining complex points in extremely simple ways. The reason some people understood lessons instantly while others never grasped them was because they hadn’t “gotten” the key point. Si Qi laid that key point bare, showing it plainly in the most accessible way.
Many students suddenly understood problems they had struggled with for a long time, exclaiming in realization.
Adults who had long since forgotten their textbooks felt as if a veil had been lifted, memories of old lessons resurfacing vividly.
People learned while marveling, thinking no wonder Si Qi was called a gifted student—his way of thinking about learning was something ordinary people simply couldn’t achieve.
To share this knowledge—Si Qi had truly done a great thing.
Even if he never taught another class after this one, the viewers had already learned his way of approaching knowledge. With that, whenever they faced new challenges, they would master them more easily than most.
Time passed unnoticed. When Si Qi said, “That’s all for today’s lesson,” many looked at the clock in surprise—several hours had gone by without them realizing.
Recalling what they had learned, they sighed deeply, as if they had just finished a delicious feast, their hearts full of satisfaction.
When they saw Si Qi about to leave after saying, “See you next week at the same time,” they hurried to send him gifts—stars, galaxies, oceans of light—to thank him for his teaching.
In that moment, the entire starry sky looked brilliantly beautiful.
Si Qi smiled at the sudden brightness of the scene and turned to leave the stream.
Behind him, the sky remained dazzling. Many people stayed, continuing to send gifts or replay the recorded lesson.
Seeing the large number of replays, Si Qi asked Xiu Xiu to register him a social account and upload recordings of his last three classes with proper titles to the StarNet, so students who missed the streams could study later.
The account link was placed directly in the livestream profile, easy to find.
Conveniently, many viewers who had wanted to recommend the lessons to friends but lacked a medium now had the perfect way. Seeing the uploaded videos, they quickly shared them.
The effect of tens of millions of people promoting at once was immense. Very quickly, Si Qi’s follower count broke a million, then reached ten million in just a single day.
Even in this populous interstellar age, that was rare.
The platform’s management noticed the unusual surge, saw that the account belonged to an “ordinary” university student with only a few “boring-sounding” teaching videos, and suspected fraud, thinking a studio must be behind it.
With that mindset, they traced the account, ready to ban it if they found evidence.
But instead, they found Si Qi himself, along with a mountain of gossip about him—and about Chu Feng, another central figure in that gossip.
And who was Chu Feng? From birth, he had been followed by the media, a household name for over twenty years, beloved by billions online, and considered by many a future governor.
Would someone publicly endorsed by such a figure be a fraud?
Management staff followed the trail to Si Qi’s livestream. Reading the audience’s comments, they realized his lessons truly were that remarkable. They let go of their doubts and even discussed recommending him to users interested in academics and mechs, so that whenever they refreshed their feeds, they might see his videos.
How to deliver quality content to users and increase their trust was exactly what the platform cared about.
For someone with real ability like Si Qi, they would never be stingy with opportunities.