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

The microphone poles along the square all pressed down on Chen Lang.

Ye Xingyu opened her mouth, her chest heaving. The phone screen shook a few times, and Xiao Yunlong's figure was shaken out of the frame.

Su Niannian stepped close to her and supported her arm.

"predict with confidence."

Ye Xingyu bit her lower lip and held the phone with both hands.

"He used the Black Knight as collateral for my contract..."

"Don't take the blame upon yourself."

Su Niannian stared at Chen Lang standing in front of her, the spatula pressed against her calf.

"He put it on the table, so he didn't give the Xiao family a chance to take it away."

Bai Weiwei helped Ye Xingyu put the tie-dyed scarf that had slipped off her shoulder back on.

"Record the whole thing today."

"Once he wins, this will be the first file you create after leaving Xingyao."

Ye Xingyu took a breath, and the camera gradually stabilized. In the center of the viewfinder, Chen Lang's back was between Xiao Yunlong and her.

Shen Qingci walked to her other side.

"Continue recording."

Ye Xingyu nodded.

"I believe him."

Ah Biao's cheek twitched as he raised the microphone and blocked Xiao Yunlong's view.

"Why are you betting on a match against Young Master Long using the company's contract? Young Master Long isn't the legal representative of Xingyao; even if he agreed, he can't terminate the contract!"

Gu Qingshang walked out from beside the stone steps.

Her phone had already brought up the agreement template, with the remote lawyer's profile picture in the upper right corner. The page title read "Conditional Asset Transfer and Commercial Termination Settlement Agreement."

That's right.

Gu Qingshang turned the screen towards the live stream camera.

"Ye Xingyu's contract is with Xingyao Interactive Entertainment. Without specific authorization from the company, Mr. Xiao's promise cannot be effective in terminating the contract."

Xiao Yunlong raised his hand to interrupt.

"What relationship I have with Xingyao is none of your business."

"Then let's put the connection on the official seal."

Gu Qingshang moved to the signature page.

The agreement lists the parties involved, authorized persons, conditions for the agreement to take effect, and a list of entrusted documents, with each signature area marked with legal requirements.

"Signature of Xingyao's legal representative, or signature of the person in charge holding a special authorization letter."

"The document is placed in custody only when the company's electronic seal, paper seal across the binding, and original authorization document are all present."

"The online notarization was completed before the competition. The Black Knight property rights documents and Xingyao's termination documents were simultaneously handed over to a third party, and neither party can withdraw them unilaterally."

Xiao Yunlong twitched the corner of his mouth.

"A few documents can be signed after the competition ends, it's the same."

"no."

Gu Qingshang handed his phone to the floating camera, and the remote lawyer simultaneously started screen recording.

"Pre-match signing, pre-match trusteeship."

"If Xingyao refuses to stamp the ticket, there's no prize in this match. You can keep running, but Chen Lang won't use the Black Knight to play with you."

Xiao Yunlong shifted his hand that was resting on the roof of the car.

Gu Qingshang continued turning the page.

"Event approval is also a condition for the agreement to take effect. Only after road closures, fire safety, medical services, insurance, and filing with the competent authorities are all approved can the agreement enter into the execution phase."

"Chen Lang lost, and the trustee agency will handle the transfer of Black Knight."

"Xiao Yunlong lost, and Xingyao's termination of the agreement is effective immediately. The liquidated damages cancellation certificate, contract void confirmation, accounts, and original storage media shall be handed over to Ye Xingyu's lawyer within 24 hours."

Ah Biao took a step forward.

"Company information involves trade secrets; it's impossible to give it all away!"

Gu Qingshang stopped at the document delivery terms.

"Accounts, contracts, and images related to Ye Xingyu herself are subject to legal review. Third-party lawyers are responsible for the review, and information on other artists is not included in the delivery list."

Ah Biao opened his lips several times, but couldn't find the next sentence.

Xiao Yunlong stared at the agreement page.

"If Xingyao doesn't pay on time, what does that have to do with me?"

Gu Qingshang slid to the guarantee liability column.

"You bear joint and several liability for Xingyao's performance of its obligations in your personal capacity."

"The company refuses to comply. The compensation will be based on the Black Knight's pre-match independent assessment, plus Ye Xingyu's losses, attorney fees, notary fees, and preservation fees."

"Deleting files, transferring claims, canceling business entities, and using affiliated companies to seek repayment are all treated as breaches of contract."

She looked up at Xiao Yunlong.

"If you have confidence in Xingyao, then sign."

Xiao Yunlong's teeth pressed against the inside of his mouth, and the microphone made a squeaking sound in his palm.

Gu Qingshang didn't give him a chance to catch his breath.

"Race timing is handled by an independent organization recognized by both parties. Vehicle data, start and finish line footage, fixed camera positions, and satellite positioning are simultaneously archived."

"Whoever alters the data will be held liable."

"Whoever drives off the approved route will be held liable."

"Whoever allows unapproved vehicles or personnel into the race segment will be held responsible."

She projected the new terms onto the live stream screen.

"No matter how loudly you shout a verbal challenge, it's only worth a short video."

"Only with a signature, a stamp, and entrustment does it count."

The live stream chat was filled with comments.

[Just came from the same city. Does this streamer really know anything about four-wheeled racing? The other guy has at least run 37 hairpin bets, isn't it too impulsive of him to bet on the world's only Black Knight?]

[Newcomers, go watch the replay of that cliff scene! Brother Lang's precise reversing maneuvering in the mudslide with a 52-ton truck—his driving sense and control over the mechanical limits are absolutely monstrous!]

[That's why he didn't choose a supercar purely for top speed, but instead picked the U9 with four independent motors on each wheel and a cloud-shaped suspension system. This car choice is clearly aimed at the sharp bends and flooded areas of the Jiuzhuan Road. Did they really think Lang Ge made this decision on a whim?]

What really sends chills down my spine is that he actually put the world's only Black Knight into a notary public trust! That's priceless; I wouldn't even part with a car worth millions, and he didn't even blink?

[By trading a rare car for Ye Xingyu's freedom, and even blocking all claims from related companies. Regardless of the final outcome, Lang Ge's boldness and strategic vision have already made him a formidable opponent!]

Ye Xingyu stood behind Shen Qingci, her lips pressed tightly together.

The video recording continued, but her hand slowly returned to her chest. On the screen, Chen Lang leaned against the stone steps, Gu Qingshang stood in front of the agreement projector, and Su Niannian's spatula was positioned at the bottom of the screen.

Shen Qingci did not speak.

She handed her phone to Ye Xingyu.

A new evidence catalog has been created: the event agreement, termination conditions, company authorization, and notarized receipt.

Each folder has a separate verification area at the bottom.

Ye Xingyu stared at the screen for a few seconds, pressed the save button with her thumb, and then enabled dual backups in the cloud and offline.

"I will keep it safe."

The voice wasn't loud, but the recording equipment still transmitted the sentence into the live broadcast room.

Shen Qingci put away her phone and stood back beside her.

Xiao Yunlong turned his head and stared at A Biao.

"Contact the company."

Ah Biao held his phone without moving.

"Young Master Long, this involves her full contract, the 20 million yuan penalty for breach of contract, and past accounts. What about the legal and board departments—"

"Let them stamp it."

Xiao Yunlong shoved the microphone into his arms.

"Tell Xingyao that Black Knight's property rights information will be placed in a notary public trust."

He patted the roof of the Lamborghini.

I won't lose this game.

Ah Biao swallowed hard, retreated to the back of the car, and dialed a number. After the call connected, he turned around, covered his mouth with his hand, but his shoulders tensed even more.

Chen Lang lifted his Martin boot, stepped on the edge of the challenge letter, and pushed it forward.

The gold-embossed paper, covered in mud and water, slipped through the cracks in the stone slabs and stopped beside Xiao Yunlong's shoes.

"Your route, your home turf, you've run it thirty-seven times."

"I've chosen the car for you, and I've also set up the prize."

Chen Lang raised his wrist to check his watch.

The second hand passed the mark.

Police sirens sounded outside the archway. Several drivers standing guard by the car turned around in unison, and the person who had been leaning against the hood stood up straight.

The red and blue lights swept across the archway, past the fire lane sign, and landed on ten supercars blocking the exit.

Two traffic police officers entered the square with body cameras, followed by firefighters. They first filmed the exits, then the license plates and the flip-up license plate holders.

The vendor selling liangxia (a type of cold noodle dish) peeked out from under the eaves. The drummer gripped his mallets again, and the villagers carrying the flower stand gathered around the intersection.

Chen Lang put his hands back in his pockets.

His stray hairs were blown about by the wind, and his black earring fell into the morning light. He looked at Xiao Yunlong, and that carefree smile returned to his lips.

"Let's sign today's ticket first."

The traffic police officer raised his hand and knocked on the window of the Lamborghini, signaling the owner to show his documents.

Chen Lang turned around and moved aside from the fire exit sign.

"Go back and prepare for the thirty-eighth time."