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

"You're the guy who jumped off the bridge!!"

The young man with black-rimmed glasses yelled, turning the entire mobile phone flagship store into a chaotic marketplace.

"Which brave guy jumped off the bridge?"

"The guy who jumped 60 meters to save the school beauty! He's trending number one on Douyin!"

"Holy crap! A living person?!"

The number of onlookers suddenly swelled from a few to dozens.

All the phone cameras popped up, flashes went off everywhere, and even the sales assistant from the jewelry store next door came out to stand on tiptoe and watch the spectacle.

Chen Lang's gaze sharpened, and he took half a step back.

His broad shoulders completely shielded the person behind him.

He put his left hand behind his back, palm down, and pressed it down to indicate that he was alright.

The person behind them was unusually quiet.

There was no trembling, nor was there any fear causing them to curl up in a ball.

She stood quietly in his shadow.

Chen Lang glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.

Shen Qingci was looking up.

She pretended not to see any of the many people and flashes of light around her.

Her gaze went past his shoulder and stared straight at his profile.

Since jumping off the bridge, the girl's eyes have finally regained some of the vitality of a living person.

Although it was subtle, the focus was definitely on him.

Chen Lang withdrew his gaze, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

He turned around to face the group of people holding up their phones, put his hands in his pockets, and stood there like he had no bones.

"Alright, alright, put your phones away."

Chen Lang raised his chin, his voice carrying an extremely nonchalant and carefree tone.

"Filming is possible. There are conditions."

Raise one finger.

"First, please only take pictures of my face. I'm not charging, but please only take pictures from my most handsome angle. Thank you for your cooperation."

Then raise the second finger.

"Second, don't take pictures of my back. There's only bad-tempered air behind me."

Some people in the crowd laughed out loud, but a few others held up their phones, trying to get around to the side to take pictures.

Chen Lang's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes suddenly turned cold.

He stared at the few people who wanted to cross the line.

"I'm saying this one last time, don't film the back."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a ruthless edge that made people afraid to act recklessly.

Those people felt uneasy under his gaze and silently put their phones down.

Chen Lang put on that carefree, nonchalant smile again.

"I just jumped off a 60-meter bridge, and my psychologist said I have post-traumatic stress disorder."

He spread his hands, his tone as sincere as could be.

"If your flashes cause me any problems, who among you can withstand my 160-pound physical impact?"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the tense atmosphere from before vanished instantly.

The young man with black-rimmed glasses was so excited he was jumping up and down.

"Brother Lang! Let's take a picture! I've watched your parkour scene eight times!"

Chen Lang reached out and patted his shoulder, then pushed him away.

"I have something to do today, let's do it another day."

"Everyone, that's all for now. See you in the live stream tomorrow."

"If you haven't followed yet, hurry up and do so, or you won't be able to get a front-row seat tomorrow."

Although people were still discussing it, no one pushed forward anymore.

Those who secretly filmed from the side also wisely deleted the videos.

Chen Lang turned around and tapped the glass counter with his finger.

Where were we?

The sales assistant then came to her senses and hurriedly opened the display case.

"That X9 Dark Night Black Collector's Edition, 16999 each."

Chen Lang held up two fingers.

"Two units, one in Midnight Black and one in Starry White, both top-of-the-line."

"Two more complete sets, including headphones, watches, and tablets. Pick the most expensive one."

The sales assistant swallowed hard.

Two collector's editions plus a full set of flagship accessories would cost around 34,000 yuan.

My fingers unconsciously clenched on the edge of the counter.

"Sir, will you be paying by card or scanning a QR code?"

Chen Lang pulled a bank card out of his pocket and tapped it against the glass with two fingers.

"Swipe card, PIN: six zeros."

The POS machine beeped and dispensed the receipt.

Transaction successful.

The few people who hadn't left yet on the outskirts were dumbfounded.

A man in a plaid shirt exclaimed, "Holy crap, thirty-four thousand? He didn't even blink?"

"Isn't this guy a failed exam candidate? Where did he get so much money?"

"He saved someone and got trending on social media! Didn't you see on Douyin? He's probably received hundreds of thousands in donations already!"

"Awesome..."

Scattered whispers drifted over.

Lin Yue, who was a few steps away, turned green.

The expenses amounted to 34,000 yuan, and I couldn't even be bothered to look at the receipt.

Is this still the same Chen Lang who would spend ages calculating coupons to take her out for spicy hot pot?

Is this still the same stingy guy who only buys discounted movie tickets?

Her lips trembled, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Nobody paid any attention to her.

Chen Lang, carrying two large paper bags, walked straight up to Shen Qingci.

He didn't even spare Lin Yue and Zhang Peng a glance, completely ignoring them.

He handed the paper bag containing the white cell phone to Shen Qingci.

"For you."

"Brand new number, new card. Completely cut ties with the past. Nobody can find you."

Shen Qingci took the paper bag.

The weight of the bag settled firmly in my palm. The inner packaging box pressed against my knuckles, giving it a very tangible sense of reality.

She didn't say thank you.

There was no refusal.

I just glanced down at the edge of the white box peeking out from the paper bag.

Then she made a gesture.

Very small movements.

She changed the way she held the paper bag by her palm instead of letting it hang from four fingers.

It's tightened.

It was as if they were afraid it would be blown away by the wind, or that it would disappear if they let go of it.

Then she raised her eyes and glanced at Chen Lang.

It was very short. Less than a second.

But in those eyes, which had been as still as night since the beginning of the evening, there was a very subtle change—

The focus of the pupils was finally no longer unfocused.

It landed on a specific person. And it landed firmly.

Chen Lang didn't make it clear.

He tore off the protective film from his dark-colored phone, casually stuffed it into his pocket, and turned his head away.

"I'm gone."

He didn't squat down to carry her on his back.

This time, Shen Qingci took the first step herself.

Barefoot, I stepped onto the cool marble floor. My first step was a little slow, my toes slightly curled.

But the second step was solid.

She followed half a step behind Chen Lang on the left. Not too far, not too close.

The two figures walked through the gradually dispersing crowd and out of the flagship store.

The cold white lights of the atrium on the first floor of the mall cast a long, dark shadow on the floor tiles, reflecting the boy's tall and straight back.

Chen Lang was dressed in black overalls, walking at a leisurely pace.

The girl in the white dress followed him quietly.

Chen Lang maintained a steady pace, just enough for her to keep up easily.

He glanced down at her bare feet, which were covered in mud and sand.

"There's a clothing store up ahead, let's go buy you a few outfits first."

"Let's go after we change our clothes."

Shen Qingci nodded, her fingers gripping the paper bag slightly tighter.

at the same time.

Jiangcheng, Tangong upscale villa district.

"Get out! Take your things and get out!"

An orange Hermès Birkin bag was violently thrown outside the door.

Next came a pile of brand-name cosmetics, bottles and jars smashed on the steps.

Shen Jianguo's eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Zhao Yulan outside the door and roared.

"I've said it before, from today onwards, you can forget about interfering in Qingci's affairs in any way! If you dare to pressure her again, you're forcing me to my death!"

"Your lawyer will deliver the divorce papers tomorrow morning!"

boom!

The solid copper door slammed shut, shaking off the dust from the door frame.

Zhao Yulan slumped down on the steps.

Her expensive haute couture suit was covered in dust, and her hair was a mess.

Her eyes were bloodshot with madness.

"Shen Jianguo, you actually kicked me out for some nobody?"

Zhao Yulan's features were contorted and squeezed together, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes trembled with extreme resentment.

"Fine...fine! I'm her mother, I raised her to adulthood! Let's see who dares to take her away from me!"

With trembling hands, she pulled her phone out of her coat pocket and dialed a number.

"Feed? Daqiang!" Zhao Yulan's voice was sharp and hoarse. "Bring your men out immediately!"

"Qingci has been kidnapped by a little scoundrel, aren't you, as his uncle, going to do anything about it?!"

The sound of mahjong tiles being rubbed could be heard from the other end of the phone.

A gruff male voice chimed in with a string of curses: "Sis? Who the hell dares to lay a finger on Qingci? Are they tired of living? Where is she?"

Just as Zhao Yulan was about to speak, a local video notification suddenly popped up on her phone screen.

The headline reads: "The muscular man who jumped off the bridge appears at Lida Plaza and spends 34,000 yuan on a top-of-the-line mobile phone!"

Zhao Yulan clicked on the video.

The scene shows Chen Lang kicking Zhang Peng to his knees.

Even if the slender figure in the white dress standing behind Chen Lang were reduced to ashes, she would still recognize her.

"Lita Plaza!"

Zhao Yulan scrambled to her feet, not even caring that she had twisted her high heels.

She stared intently at the screen and yelled into the phone.

"They're at Rita Plaza now!"

"Daqiang, take your men and head over there! Block all the exits!"

"Even if I have to break her legs, I'll tie her up and bring her back to me today!"