A live stream that dramatically transformed a depressed schoolgirl shocked netizens across the count

Xingyao Mobile Phone Flagship Store, 1st Floor, Lida Plaza.

As it approached 10 p.m., the mall was sparsely populated, and the air conditioning in the stores was running at full blast.

Chen Lang stopped, crouched down slightly, and gently put the person on his back down.

Shen Qingci was still wrapped in a large black work jacket, while Chen Lang left his suit at the food stall, finding it inconvenient.

She had her hat pulled down low, revealing only a small portion of her pale chin.

"Stand here and don't move," Chen Lang instructed, then turned and walked towards the counter.

The sales assistant was looking down at the inventory when, before Chen Lang could speak, a jarring chuckle suddenly came from the nearby rest area.

"Hey, who do we have here? Isn't this Chen Lang, the star student from our No. 3 High School, who scored 250 points on the college entrance exam?"

Chen Lang turned his head away.

A man and a woman were sitting on the leather sofa in the rest area.

The woman was wearing a tight-fitting halter dress, her makeup was exquisite, and she was playing with the latest folding screen phone in her hand.

The man had dyed blond hair, a thick gold chain around his neck, and his arm was casually draped over the woman's waist.

Lin Yue. Chen Lang's ex-girlfriend, whose true colors were revealed after only three months of dating.

In her second year of high school, this woman disliked Chen Lang for skipping classes every day to work and being stingy with money, so she turned around and rode on the motorcycle of Zhang Peng, a hoodlum from the vocational high school next door.

"What's wrong? Did you fail your exam and are feeling down, so you're here to freeload off the air conditioning?"

Lin Yue stood up and walked over in her high heels.

She looked Chen Lang up and down, his work clothes covered in mud and sand, her face full of sarcasm.

"Or have you finally come to terms with reality and applied for a night shift security guard job at the mall?"

Chen Lang didn't even glance at her, but instead tapped the glass counter with his index finger.

"I only have one requirement: bring me your most expensive flagship phone."

The sales assistant paused for a moment, and just as she was about to take out the key to open the cabinet, Lin Yue burst out laughing.

"What are you pretending to be, Chen Lang?"

Lin Yue took two steps closer and pointed her bright red nail polished finger forcefully at the Midnight Black Collector's Edition priced at 16999 yuan on the counter.

"You couldn't even afford a shell for this X9 Collector's Edition if you delivered takeout for six months! If you don't have the money, don't try to impress others with something you don't have. Aren't you ashamed?"

Huang Mao Zhang Peng also swayed over and put his arm around Lin Yue's shoulder.

He smacked Chen Lang from head to toe, then sneered arrogantly, "Yueyue, who's this? Is this the poor, pathetic ex-boyfriend you were blind to have fallen for?"

"That's right." Lin Yue leaned against Zhang Peng's chest coquettishly, "With a score of 250 on the college entrance exam, you'll only ever be a hopeless nobody in this life."

After speaking, Lin Yue turned her gaze, filled with malicious inquiry, and placed it on the figure behind Chen Lang who was wrapped up tightly.

"What did you bring out?" Lin Yue asked with a disdainful purse.

"Wrapped up like that in this heat, are you ashamed to be seen in public?"

"You didn't pick up a beggar under the overpass, did you, Chen Lang? Has your taste sunk to this level?"

Chen Lang's previously nonchalant gaze turned completely cold in that instant.

The sharp eyebrows and eyes hidden beneath the wispy hair exuded a bloodthirsty chill.

He doesn't care about a few barks from dogs.

But this idiot, he shouldn't have put that foul mouth on Shen Qingci.

Chen Lang was about to turn around.

My clothes were suddenly tugged at the lower back.

It was very light, a very subtle touch.

Then, with a soft "rip," the zipper was pulled open.

The oversized black work jacket slipped off the girl's slender shoulders and fell silently onto the polished marble floor.

The mall's stark white lights cast an unreserved glow.

Shen Qingci stood there quietly.

Although her white dress was stained with yellow sand and mud from the riverbank, it couldn't hide the aloof and otherworldly air that emanated from her very being.

Her long, smooth hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her face was completely unadorned, pale to the point of being almost transparent.

Her features were exquisitely refined, like a cold, moonlit deity who had broken through the dimensional barrier.

Zhang Peng, who had been mocking him, suddenly swallowed hard.

His eyes were fixed on Shen Qingci's face, his mouth was half open, and he even subconsciously loosened his grip on Lin Yue.

Lin Yue's smile froze on her face.

She looked down at her own tight-fitting dress, which cost her two thousand yuan, and then at the girl opposite her who could easily outshine her even without makeup.

A sense of humiliation, known as inferiority, arose suddenly.

"You..." Lin Yue gritted her teeth, her extreme jealousy making her speak recklessly, "What's the use of being good-looking! You look so poor and shabby, hanging out with trash like Chen Lang, what good could you possibly be? You're probably doing some shady business..."

Shen Qingci did not look at her.

The girl tilted her head slightly, her calm eyes first falling on Lin Yue's bag, then moving to Zhang Peng's wrist.

"Your bag has asymmetrical stitching, and the refractive index of the leather is lower than the standard parameters for Hermès Togo leather. The hardware is glaringly reflective and lacks the matte finish of hand-polished items. This is a top-tier replica that costs around three thousand yuan on the market."

Every word cuts to the heart.

"The green Submariner on his wrist had a visibly punctuated second hand, the luminous coating on the dial had rough edges, and the movement was a cheap Pearl movement."

Shen Qingci finally raised her eyelids and looked directly at Lin Yue's flushed face.

"Chen Lang filled in the 250 points on the test paper himself."

"These fake things you wear to maintain your pathetic self-esteem aren't even worth 250 points."

Dead silence.

The entire flagship store fell into a deathly silence.

"Clatter".

The inventory sheet slipped from the sales assistant's hand and fell onto the glass counter with a crisp sound.

Chen Lang raised an eyebrow, and a cold light flashed from the titanium steel earring in his left ear.

He turned his head, looked at Shen Qingci beside him, and couldn't help but curl a roguish smile at the corner of his mouth.

This little girl is usually silent, but even when her own mother forces her to jump off a bridge, she's like a soulless puppet.

I never expected that if I really pushed him too far, his words would be even more venomous than his.

This is hardly the obedient, academically gifted girl she is.

This is nothing but a little tyrant in sheep's clothing, who will bite like crazy once the protective mechanism is triggered!

"What the hell are you talking about! Who said you were wearing a fake watch?!"

Zhang Peng was so enraged when his underwear was stripped off in public that he became furious.

He did indeed buy this watch as a high-quality replica for over a thousand yuan. It usually worked perfectly to fool naive young girls, but he never expected that a seemingly frail girl would see through it at a glance!

"Sweating buckets, bro?" Chen Lang scoffed.

Zhang Peng cursed and took a big step forward, his face contorted with rage as he reached out his thick hand to grab Shen Qingci's shoulder.

"You shameless bitch—"

I hadn't even uttered the word "bitch" yet.

The hand was still ten centimeters away from the hem of Shen Qingci's clothes.

"Bang!"

A dull thud that made your teeth ache!

Chen Lang kicked Zhang Peng in the side of the knee.

Without any warning, it moved so fast that it was just a blur.

Zhang Peng let out a scream, lost his balance, and slammed one knee heavily onto the floor tiles.

Chen Lang stepped forward, picked up a metal display board from the counter, and pressed it against the back of Zhang Peng's neck.

"Keep your mouth clean."

Chen Lang looked down at him with an extremely cold gaze.

"If you dare to lay your hand on me again, I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."

Lin Yue screamed, "They're hitting someone! Security! Help!"

The commotion was so great that pedestrians and shop assistants who were about to leave quickly gathered around, as the flagship store was located near the atrium on the first floor.

"What are you doing! Let go right now!" Two mall security guards, wielding riot forks, forcefully pushed through the crowd and rushed in.

Seeing this, Zhang Peng covered his knee and got up from the ground.

He pointed at Chen Lang, his face contorted in a grotesque roar: "Security! Hold him down! Call the police! He assaulted me without provocation! I'll kill you today! I'll make sure you rot in jail!"

More and more people gathered to watch, numbering at least fifty or sixty.

Someone took out their phone and started recording.

Just then, a sharp scream suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Holy crap! Wait a minute!"

A young man wearing black-rimmed glasses squeezed to the front, holding up his phone.

"The bridge-jumping hero! It's you!" The young man's voice cracked with excitement.