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

Chen Lang bent down to pick up the challenge letter from the muddy water, pinched the corner of the paper to shake off the water droplets, and casually put it on the hood of the Lamborghini.

"The prize?" Chen Lang put his hands back in his jacket pockets, leaned against the stone steps, and stood casually. "Tell me, how do you want to play?"

Xiao Yunlong swept his gaze from his Martin boots to the collar of his windbreaker, letting out a snort of laughter.

"Besides that levitating ball, what else on your body is presentable?"

Ah Biao took two steps closer to Xiao Yunlong and lowered his voice, but the microphone still picked up his words.

"Young Master Long, Black Knight. He owns a super limited edition Black Knight."

A Biao took out his phone, pulled up clips of Chen Lang's previous live streams, and swiped his hand across the screen repeatedly.

"Young Master Long, look at this." He handed the phone to Xiao Yunlong.

"Liquid metal unibody construction, hydrogen-electric pulse hybrid drive, publicly tested top speed exceeding 400 km/h. The engineering team has no mass production plans, and collectors with asking prices can't find a way to resell it."

A Biao opened an overseas vehicle forum.

Several purchase requests were followed by seven-figure dollar offers, but the status bars all showed no response from the owner.

"The prototype number, exclusive ownership, and supporting equipment are all registered under Chen Lang's name. Whoever gets this car gets the world's only complete file."

"You can't buy them even if you queue up."

Xiao Yunlong took the phone.

In the footage, the black motorcycle hugs the coastal highway as it enters a bend, its body skimming past the shadow of the guardrail, leaving a trail of eerie blue flames behind its honeycomb tail. As it exits the bend, the motorcycle straightens, and the sea recedes into the background.

His thumb dragged the progress bar back to the starting point.

Once.

Twice.

As the third playback ended, Xiao Yunlong's Adam's apple bobbed, and a barely concealed greed flashed in his eyes.

He tossed the phone back into A Biao's arms, picked up the microphone again, and stared intently at Chen Lang's face.

"You lost. I want your Black Knight." Xiao Yunlong pressed his hand against the roof of the car. "The Black Knight will be transferred on the spot. All vehicle ownership, accessories, and legal transfer rights will be handed over. You'll pay for transportation, inspection, and paperwork. Dare to take it?"

In the split-screen live stream, Qin Feng was immediately furious upon hearing this.

"Holy crap, you've got a big appetite, Xiao! There's only one of those cars in the whole world! You just blurt out 'Black Knight,' do you think you're some kind of wishful thinking addict?"

Su Niannian nudged Bai Weiwei with her elbow.

"That bastard is shameless. He's eyeing someone else's rare car. Doesn't he even know if he's worthy of it?"

Bai Weiwei gathered her loose braids back behind her shoulder, her eyes slightly cold.

"Since we couldn't win by blatant robbery, we resorted to provocation."

Qin Feng heard this through the live stream and pointed at the camera.

"Sister Weiwei is right! Master, ignore him, this is extortion!"

Chen Lang ignored Qin Feng's jumping up and down, raised his chin, and the floating ball landed in front of him.

"Management: Retrieve Black Knight ownership documents. Core technical parameters are anonymized, displaying only ownership, asset status, and transfer permissions."

[The ownership documents have been anonymized. Vehicle ownership, asset status, and legal transfer rights have been confirmed.]

The suspended sphere extends its projection to the side.

The RV campsite at the foot of Cangshan Mountain appears in the picture.

The truck's rear compartment rises, and the light strips in the mechanical passageway light up segment by segment, revealing the silver-black motorcycle parked in the center of the storage platform.

The unibody frame is secured within a mounting bracket, the honeycomb-shaped pulse exhaust array is hidden at the rear, and a dark gold visor hangs beside the handlebars.

The mechanical locks are released sequentially.

The vehicle number was dropped onto the bulkhead.

The asset registration, owner information, list of supporting equipment, and transfer permit are displayed page by page.

The technical section is covered by a black overlay, with only one line of asset descriptions at the bottom.

The world's only engineering prototype.

The sound of camera shutters in the square paused for a few moments.

Shen Qingci stood to Chen Lang's right rear, staring at the asset description, her phone sinking half an inch in her hand.

The black knight accompanied Chen Lang across the coastal highway and carried him through wind and rain.

To others, that car was just a string of price quotes, but to Chen Lang, it left behind every tire track along the way.

She looked up at Chen Lang.

The man remained leaning against the stone steps, the collar of his windbreaker billowing in the wind, his face bearing his usual nonchalant expression.

He didn't try to be tough, nor did he get angry because of the other party's exorbitant demands.

Shen Qingci accessed the evidence database and prepared a custody catalog in advance.

Gu Qingshang stood beside her, his pearl earring brushing against her long, flowing hair.

Aren't you going to try to persuade him?

Shen Qingci enters the file number.

He had already calculated it before he even spoke.

Gu Qingshang glanced at Chen Lang for two seconds, then switched his phone to the protocol template.

"Then help him stabilize the table."

The live stream comments filled the screen.

[Xiao Yunlong is really daring, isn't he? Wanting the Black Knight?]

[The world's only engineering prototype – who dares to take this prize?]

[Forcing Brother Lang to use a rare, discontinued car as a wager—I could hear this scheme even from outer space.]

[Brother Lang, don't answer! This is clearly a trap!]

Chen Lang and the others finished their projection presentation before standing up straight on the stone steps.

"Okay." He looked at Xiao Yunlong, his tone as calm as if he were agreeing to have dinner that night. "I'll take your offer."

At the other end of the garage, Qin Feng's arm, which was supporting him on the worktable, suddenly slipped.

"Master! There's only one of those cars in the whole world!"

"I know."

Chen Lang turned his head to look at the split screen.

"Only things that can't be won back are put on the table and deserve to be called a prize. Since he dares to ask for it, I dare to bet on it."

Qin Feng opened his mouth, his chest heaving a few times, and finally tucked the tablet back into his arms, gritting his teeth.

"OK!"

He grabbed the car keys from the table and turned to hand them to the mechanic.

"The Black Knight's data has also been integrated into the escrow system. The vehicle inspection team is divided into two groups: one follows U9, and the other stays at the camp to verify the assets. If the master dares to pledge the vehicle, I dare to safeguard it for him!"

Su Niannian pressed the spatula against her leg and frowned twice.

"There's only one in the world; he's really willing to give it up."

Bai Weiwei pressed down on her spatula.

"The fact that he's willing to take it out shows that he doesn't intend to hand it over."

"This guy's always got a sharp tongue, but he's never been one to do anything wrong." Su Niannian gestured with her spatula towards Chen Lang's retreating figure. "If that guy surnamed Xiao dares to touch the track data, I'll use this to open a window in his car first."

"You're in charge of watching over Ye Xingyu," Bai Weiwei said softly. "He'll handle the track matters."

Ye Xingyu stood behind Shen Qingci, her phone pressed against the side of her skirt. The recording timer was still increasing, and the camera had shifted from Xiao Yunlong to Chen Lang.

Her lips moved a few times.

"Qingci, he doesn't need to stake so much on me."

Shen Qingci did not stop backing up.

"He didn't just pawn one car."

Ye Xingyu raised her head.

After Shen Qingci checked the verification value, he handed his phone to her.

He bet that he would win.

Three offline backups are completed, and the green icons light up in sequence.

Ye Xingyu stared at the signs, her arms tucked back to the side of her skirt. In the shot, Chen Lang stood in front of ten supercars, with parade flower stands, stone steps, and villagers tending their stalls behind him.

The wind blew open his clothes, but he didn't even change his posture.

Ye Xingyu held the phone steady again.

Seeing Chen Lang readily agree, Xiao Yunlong's eyes flashed with wild joy, and he rubbed his palm twice on the roof of the Lamborghini.

"You've got guts."

He picked up the microphone again and waved it at Chen Lang.

"Now that you've accepted my bet, what do you want if you win? Cash, a car, or shares in my club?"

Chen Lang raised the corners of his mouth, looked over Ye Xingyu's shoulder, and fixed his gaze on her face.

Ye Xingyu looked up at him. She moved her phone from the side of her skirt to her chest, the camera once again focused on the scene.

"I don't want your car."

Chen Lang glanced at the club badge on Xiao Yunlong's chest.

"I don't want your vice president position that you got by paying annual fees."

Laughter came from behind the reporter.

Xiao Yunlong pressed his palm against the roof of the car, bringing the microphone grille to his lips.

"What do you want?"

"I win. Xingyao Interactive Entertainment terminates all contracts under Ye Xingyu's name."

Ye Xingyu stopped holding her phone in front of her chest, her chest pressing against her clothes, and her breath caught in her throat.

The surrounding reporters all turned their cameras.

Chen Lang didn't turn around to confirm, nor did he ask her if she was willing to expose her old injuries in the live broadcast room. He simply stood in front of her, blocking every possible escape route.

"All brokerage contracts, business agency agreements, performance licenses, image licenses, supplementary agreements, including ancillary clauses signed by affiliated companies, are hereby terminated."

"The 20 million yuan penalty for breach of contract has been cancelled."

"Give her and her lawyer the original contracts, income records, business profit sharing, itinerary, audio and video recordings, chat logs, and original footage of all the night matches."

He pointed to the Xingyao work badge on A Biao's chest.

"Backups can be preserved according to law, and no one is allowed to delete them. Xingyao cannot transfer its claims, and affiliated companies cannot pursue repayment under a different name."

"Training fees, advance payments, reputational damage, trade secrets—none of these old claims can be put back on track."

"From the moment the finish line timer takes effect, Ye Xingyu and Xingyao are even."