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

Shen Qingci handed the empty water bottle back to Bai Weiwei and fastened his helmet again.

"I'll continue."

Paul walked over to the simulator and brought up the book of winding roads.

The track model fills the main screen, with the marks for the sixth and ninth turns hidden within the dense data.

"Second challenge: Report the code."

He pushed the noise module to the test setting and tapped the communication jammer with his hand.

"I'll add engine noise, wiper noise, and communication interference; the route book contains incorrect data."

"Your job is to report curves and risk points to the drivers. The race system will record any errors you report."

Shen Qingci sat in the simulator, and the five-point seatbelt was fastened.

The official live stream of the event seamlessly transitioned into the simulator screen, where the route version, noise intensity, and interference frequency bands appeared simultaneously in the data bar.

The screen lights up.

The sounds of wipers, engines, and alarms flooded my headphones.

The camera pans forward, revealing a flooded mountain road.

"First turn, right turn three, ease off before entering the turn, there are fallen leaves in the inner drainage ditch."

"Second turn, fourth to the left, exit on the opposite slope, give power again after the car's center of gravity is straightened."

"On the third bend, the second turn to the right tightens the gap, and the distance to the outer guardrail shortens."

"For the fourth turn, check the water spray from the car in front before the straight ends."

"Fifth turn, continuous change of direction, switch communication channel to the medical team's backup frequency band."

She closed her eyes, clasped her hands together on the seatbelt buckle, and spoke in a steady pace.

Paul stared at the data screen, repeatedly checking the route and Shen Qingci.

"Sixth turn."

The simulator screen changes.

Shen Qingci stopped reporting the code, pressed the communicator, and did not speak.

Can't memorize it anymore?

[The rest is all rote memorization, but they get stuck at the crucial bends]

Is this what you call the passenger seat?

[Does the official livestream still dare to stage a performance?]

The long-time fans didn't urge them.

[Wait, she's already passed the sixth turn.]

[In last night's risk map, the sixth bend was marked as a red no-pressing zone.]

There must be a reason she stopped; let's wait for official confirmation.

Paul looked at her.

"Why did you stop?"

Shen Qingci opened her eyes and slammed down the abnormal alarm button on the simulator.

The urgent notification sound drowned out the sound of the wind.

"Data error for the sixth turn."

Paul frowned.

"Where did I go wrong?"

"The route map will continue to use the old standards."

Shen Qingci stared directly at the screen.

"The outer corner of the sixth turn has a settlement width of 2.3 meters, which was designated as a no-pressure zone before the race. It wasn't marked on the simulator."

"Last night's rain increased the depth of the water on the outer side, so the grip standard needs to be lowered. This route guide tells the driver to cut corners along the old route, and the passenger should report it, otherwise the car will be sent into the subsidence area."

Several engineers on the sidelines stopped what they were doing and looked at each other.

Paul dragged out the track to review the data.

Weather radar, road surface scanning results, and settlement zone measurement records fill the screen.

Zhou Mingyuan checked the information using a sliding plate.

"She's right. The settlement zone data was updated at 1 a.m., but the simulator is loading the afternoon version."

Paul's hands stopped above the keyboard.

Shen Qingci spoke at the same pace.

"As the heavy rain fell, the water on the outside of the sixth bend converged towards the shoulder. Drivers should be reminded to leave a correction distance before entering the bend and to check the suspension feedback and tire pressure changes after exiting the bend."

Paul looked up.

"Where did you learn these things from?"

"Last night's database."

"The document contains more than three hundred pages."

"I archived them separately by time, risk level, and stage."

Data comparison during live stream cuts.

The old red road map and the green early morning review data are placed side by side, with the difference at the sixth bend magnified and projected in the center of the screen.

She stopped because she grabbed the wrong thing!

Paul has stopped!

[Has this girl memorized the track data?]

[Just now I was seeing a post about this show; those who put on a show should apologize!]

[Chen Lang's passenger seat was actually a data cheat!]

I dug out the risk map I saved last night, and the annotations for the sixth turn are exactly the same!

[She memorized over 300 pages of documents, not just the numbers, but also the lives behind each number!]

[Long-time fans didn't dare breathe too hard just now, but now they can shout it out—Shen Qingci, you're amazing!]

Every page of data she stayed up all night to compile has now become her qualification to sit in the passenger seat!

The screen was filled with rows of "Sixth Bend 2.3 meters".

Someone posted a timeline of her organizing the data last night, and someone else made a comparison chart of the old route guide and the new data.

The few sarcastic comments that had just appeared were quickly pushed off-screen.

Paul closed the folder and gestured with his chin toward Chen Lang.

"I've passed all three tests, so there's not much to choose from."

He turned to Shen Qingci.

"Passenger qualification confirmed."

Applause erupted from the sidelines, and Su Niannian's palms turned bright red from clapping.

Ye Xingyu covered her mouth, tears falling onto the edge of the keyboard.

In the live stream, rows of accounts with the "Qingci, keep going!" avatar lit up.

[Eligibility confirmed! She really got it!]

[Longtime fans, gather around! Take screenshots as proof! See you tonight, Shen Qingci in the passenger seat!]

From outside the bridge to the passenger seat, she chose a path for herself!

After following her for so long, today I can finally call her Navigator Shen!

[Seven-second evacuation, zero errors in code reporting, and even uncovering an incorrect route map. She earned this location through rigorous testing!]

[Qingci, did you see that? Hundreds of thousands of people saw you stand firm!]

Gu Qingshang captured the trending search page, packaged it, and sent it to lawyer Xu Heng.

"We can begin," Gu Qingshang said.

Ye Xingyu navigated to the live stream profile page.

"Ladies and gentlemen, some people say that Chen Lang made a girl take the bullet for him. Now please take a look at how many artists without safety training have been allowed to sit in the passenger seat at Xingyao over the past three years."

Recordings, contract terms, chat logs, and a list of missing vehicle safety materials are displayed on the screen in sequence.

Ah Biao's voice urging the artists to get into the car came through the loudspeaker.

"It's just filming a few videos, don't be dramatic. Insurance not yet? Sign up first. The passenger doesn't need to know anything about racing, just sit there and laugh."

Gu Qingshang stepped forward.

"The relevant materials have been notarized and submitted to the relevant authorities and the police simultaneously."

"We're going public today simply to put the evidence on the table. Whoever forces someone to risk their life for traffic should be held accountable."

The number of viewers in the live stream exceeded 500,000.

Below the trending search term "Starry Night," questions overwhelmed the attempts to control the narrative.

Where is the security solution?

Where is the artist's informed consent form?

Who arranged for the hidden camera video?

[You begged for it, and you got it; we've stripped you bare!]

[Qingci just went through three tests to prove how to choose the co-pilot, but Xingyao can't produce any of these materials?]

[They used to force girls to sit inside and laugh, but today Shen Qingci got in based on her grades. The difference is clear!]

The simulator hatch popped open.

Chen Lang walked across the cordon and stopped in front of Shen Qingci.

He unfastened the buckle at the bottom of her helmet and removed the heavy protective gear.

Sweat trickled down Shen Qingci's face.

Chen Lang pulled out a tissue and wiped her forehead.

"The assessment is over."

Shen Qingci looked up.

"What about the grades?"

Chen Lang shoved the report card into her hand.

"Class A. Co-pilot qualification confirmed."

Shen Qingci clenched the paper, his chest heaving gradually calming down.

The director zoomed in, and the A-grade stamps on the report card filled the main screen.

The comments paused for a moment, then filled the screen.

[Grade A! Qingci got a Grade A!]

【Ahhh, Navigator Shen! I've been waiting for this day!】

From being too afraid to face the camera to achieving an A grade on an official live stream, she did it!

Tonight I'm going to set this report card as my screensaver!

[Co-pilot qualification confirmed. Longtime fan's mission half complete. The other half awaits her safe return!]

[Navigator Shen, keep a close eye on driver Chen tomorrow night!]

Chen Lang lowered his voice.

"Navigator Shen, stick close to me tonight."

She raised her chin slightly.

"Driver Chen, don't take the wrong route."

Chen Lang's lips curled up in a smile.

"Then you keep a close eye on it."

Another barrage of comments scrolled through the live stream.

Keep a close eye on it! We must keep a close eye on it!

[I'll call out "Navigator Shen" a hundred times!]

See you at the Nine Turns Bend tonight! We'll be waiting for you all to come back together!

On the other side of Cangshan Mountain, at the Xingyao temporary base.

Xiao Yunlong sank into the leather sofa, the light from the screen shining on his face.

The water glass on the coffee table tipped over, and warm water overflowed the edge and dripped down the table leg.

He stared at the "Level A Data Navigator" stamp on the screen, his eye muscles twitching twice.

Ah Biao stood beside the long table and handed over an encrypted document.

"Young Master Long, Shen Qingci is more troublesome than expected."

Xiao Yunlong looked up.

Get to the point.

Ah Biao opened the homepage, and the topographic map of Bend 9 was revealed.

"She can focus on the data, but she can't see what's in the blind spots. She can't capture things from newly added camera positions, and routine pre-match checks can't detect them either."

Xiao Yunlong's gaze was fixed on the blueprints.

The raindrops grew denser, pattering loudly against the windowpane.

Ah Biao pushed the document closer.

"The rain will intensify tonight, and Turn 9 will block their path for us. Looking up at the U9's chassis blind spot, it's perfectly positioned there."