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

Ye Xingyu swiped away the notarization receipt interface, turned off the screen, and her tense shoulders slumped.

"Fine, the agreement won't be changed, and the contract won't be returned."

She turned her head to look at Chen Lang, her voice rising at the end.

"But to exchange my freedom for the world's only Black Knight, I'm afraid I'll have to repay that favor for the rest of my life."

Su Niannian tucked the spatula into her apron pocket.

"What do you mean, 'give back'? Be his free livestream hype guy for life?"

"Alright."

Ye Xingyu turned her face to the side, the redness at the corners of her eyes still not completely faded.

"Singing, editing videos, serving tea and water. If all else fails, I'll keep an eye on Black Knight for him, so that someone doesn't take it out to bet a second time."

Chen Lang had his hands in his windbreaker pockets, his gaze sweeping across her face.

"That's wishful thinking."

"I only mortgaged the car, not myself. I won't sign a lifetime contract."

Ye Xingyu nodded vigorously.

"Then let's pay it in installments."

"Let's write a timeframe of one hundred years."

The water jets from the tow truck washed across the road, creating a puddle in the middle of the bluestone road. The wind blew blue and white confetti into the puddle, the water ripples hit the cracks in the stones, and then pushed the confetti down to the lower ground.

The live stream chat was drawn to the puddle of water, and the topic circled back to the night match three days later.

[Wandering through a winding road in a downpour, where exactly is the danger?]

With all electronic systems activated in the U9, does the driver only need to hold the steering wheel?

With such strong torque distribution across all four wheels, would it dare to run in a different car?

Chen Lang strode to the water's edge, the toe of his Martin boots stopping at the deepest point of the water.

"The water is shallow, and the tire grooves can drain the water out."

"When you increase the speed, if the water flow can't keep up, the tire tread will be lifted off the road by the water film. You can still turn the steering wheel, but the wheels may not obey you."

He bent down, picked up a dead leaf, and threw it into a puddle.

The withered leaves swirled and slid downhill, their edges getting stuck in the cracks of the bluestone.

"There are six reverse slopes in the Nine Turns. Rainwater will flow into the center of the bend along the slope. The accumulated water will cut off the original driving lane, and the braking positions will have to be completely recalculated."

"Braking, steering, and power output are all crammed into the same time period, and the tires can't handle so many tasks."

A comment featuring a fan's light stick appeared on the screen.

[Brother Lang, put the technical details aside for now, how good are your driving skills? Tell us the truth!]

The follow-up questions quickly lined up.

Drifting is a must when driving on mountain roads, right? Do you actually know how?

[Looking up at the U9, it can turn around on the spot. Is Lang Ge planning to let the car show off by itself?]

[The guys just want to know, will we see the drainage ditch bend in three days?]

[First, let's clarify: will it be a rainy night for the investiture ceremony, or will a 52-ton heavy truck be sent to pick people up?]

Chen Lang glanced at the scrolling comments on the floating screen, then flicked his shoe, kicking the withered leaves stuck in the crack of the stone into the drainage ditch.

"There's a difference between mountain running and filming movies."

Whether drifting is usable depends on the width of the curve, the road surface adhesion, and the vehicle's posture, as well as whether it can save time.

He raised his hand and hooked the levitating ball closer. The mountain wind lifted the stray hairs on his forehead, exposing the pure black titanium steel earring in his left ear to the camera.

"As for my driving skills..."

Chen Lang tightened the empty tamarind juice bottle, tossed it into a trash can two meters away with a thud.

"It will be held."

"I didn't cross the line when reversing into the parking space."

The comments section paused for a moment, then the screen was quickly filled with question marks.

【? ? ? 】

[Bro, I asked about driving in a downpour on a mountain road, and you answered "driving test part 2"?]

What level of driving proficiency is considered "knowing how to drive"? Even graduating from driving school is considered "knowing how to drive"!

[Oh no, the Black Knight has already started packing.]

[Qin Feng stopped a transport truck, but the driver wouldn't even tell the truth!]

Chen Lang looked at the screen full of clamoring comments and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Whether it's pretty or not, we'll see after we get past the first hairpin bend."

"If the rear of the car is willing to come out, I'll take it for a while."

"What if it doesn't want to..."

He raised his chin and looked up at the summit of Jiuquwan Mountain, which was shrouded in dark clouds.

"Then let Xiao Yunlong go first."

The screen full of question marks was quickly replaced by exclamation marks.

[This sounds like a partial revelation, but it's also like they've revealed everything.]

[Translation: A car can run whether it obeys commands or not!]

[Got it, Brother Lang's skill level is good enough to play a game with a ton of chips.]

It's really hard to say who will be the first to make a sideways exit from the corner three days from now!

Chen Lang snapped his fingers in mid-air, and the technology split screen of the hovering ball went out.

"This concludes the free online course."

"Leave the answers to the track; the competition will have to pay the price for what comes next."

Seven red warning icons flashed in succession in the live streaming management backend.

Seven accounts, each with a different alias and nicknames spanning car reviewers, students, outdoor enthusiasts, and event photographers, consistently circled their questions around tire pressure, energy recovery, suspension height, and four-wheel torque distribution.

The login nodes on the data panel are located in four different cities.

The underlying device environment, web page components, input rhythm and punctuation habits were all reverse-tracked by the firewall, ultimately converging on the IP of the same marketing outsourcing company that Xingyao Interactive Entertainment was cooperating with.

As soon as one account typed "Seeking knowledge," another account immediately copied and pasted it, making perfect even the typos and comma placements.

Chen Lang didn't bother to reveal the IP address; instead, he swiped the screen with one hand and dragged the seven questions side-by-side into the main live stream.

The exact same typos are lined up in the center of the screen.

"You can use the provided answers."

Chen Lang pulled out another cup of tamarind juice from somewhere, took a sip through the straw.

"First, make sure you understand each other's homework; don't let seven accounts share one brain."

Haha, even typos can team up!

[Starry Intelligence Department: Teacher, he peeked at us handing in our homework!]

Seven people, seven nicknames, one input method.

Before Xiao Yunlong even got on the track, the intelligence team rushed into the buffer zone.

The seven accounts in the online list went offline one after another.

Shen Qingci stared at the disconnection notification in the management backend.

"Let them go?"

"put."

Chen Lang precisely tossed the second empty cup into the same trash can.

"After receiving my salary, I have to bring something back with me to show for it."

Shen Qingci followed him.

"The waterlogged area and the reverse slope you just mentioned..."

"It's all publicly available topographical data; not a single lie was included."

Chen Lang stepped over the colorful shadows cast by the flower stand on the bluestone slabs, leisurely trailing behind the parade.

"How they choose to interpret it is their own business."

Bai Weiwei looked up at the wooden buildings along the street. The shadows of the eaves had shrunk to the base of the walls. Several stalls lifted the lids of their steamers, and the steam from rice cakes and cured meat mingled with the smoke from charcoal wafted into the street corner.

It's almost noon.

"After the parade, we need to go around to the east of the village, which will take more than an hour. We need to prepare for the competition, so we'll go back to the courtyard first today."

Su Niannian patted the spatula inside the apron through the fabric.

"Let's go back and eat."

"By the way, make a preparation schedule for the guy surnamed Chen. Route reconnaissance, weather checks, driving practice, equipment checks—nothing can be missed."

Chen Lang turned his head away.

"Coach Su, you didn't even sit in the passenger seat, yet you're quite adept at arranging tasks."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Su Niannian took a long stride and stepped directly across the roadside drainage ditch.

"I've already mortgaged the world's only car. If you dare to lie in a wicker chair and sunbathe for three days, I'll send you to the racetrack with a spatula."

Gu Qingshang packaged the list of losses collected from the stall owners and sent it to his legal team before locking his phone.

"I'll oversee the event approvals, insurance, and third-party timing."

"Qin Feng is responsible for vehicle transportation and testing. Once the vehicles are delivered, road tests will be arranged based on the data."

Ye Xingyu held the document bag to her chest and followed closely beside her.

"I'll organize Xiao Yunlong's training videos from the past thirty-seven sessions and mark out the speed and mistakes for each turn separately."

"I'll help you."

Shen Qingci tapped the terminal screen, swiped her finger, and created a new pre-match database.

"Weather, road conditions, vehicle, and opponent video recordings are archived separately, and publicly available information and internal data are also kept separate to prevent them from being mixed up."

Listening to the smooth division of labor among the group, Chen Lang stopped at the street corner and looked around.

Bai Weiwei led the way, Gu Qingshang held his phone and stared at the program, Shen Qingci and Ye Xingyu were setting up files on their terminals, and Su Niannian had already started reciting the menu and planning lunch.

He raised his hand and beckoned, and the levitating ball obediently descended to his shoulder.

"Alright, that's all for today's live stream."

"The parade is still going on. The official cultural and tourism account is pinned to the top of the live stream. If you want to continue watching, please go through the official entry point. Don't chase after the villagers and tourists and take pictures of their faces."

[Why are you ending the broadcast so early?]

[Brother Lang, tell us about the rain battle for another five minutes!]

[I'm not watching the parade anymore, I want to see you preparing for battle!]

When will the top-ranked fan's U9 arrive?

Chen Lang pulled up the hood of his windbreaker and casually pulled it over his head.

"Preparing for the battle is not an open-book exam; there's no need to lay out every page of answers for Xiao Yunlong to see."

"Qin Feng's transport truck will arrive tomorrow morning. After the vehicle is handed over, inspected, and sealed, I will start the broadcast."

He casually waved twice at the camera.

"Those who want to see the U9 being unloaded, wait for further notice tomorrow."

"It's noon, everyone go home for lunch. If you haven't eaten, turn off the live stream. Don't use instant noodle soup as a source of nutrition."

【See you tomorrow!】

[Remember, the live stream will start as soon as the top donor sends a car!]

[Qin Feng is escorting the truck overnight; please don't get so excited halfway there that you spray the word "Master" on the car door!]

[Brother Lang, go back and prepare seriously. The Black Knight is still waiting for you to protect him!]

Chen Lang scanned the last row of bullet comments at the bottom of the screen.

"The Black Knight doesn't need to write a will for now."

"I'm logging off."