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

The U9's headlights shone on the entrance to Turn 9.

A black guide plate blocked the exit of the curve, its surface covered in mud, with a metal guardrail at one end and several half-person-high rocks at the other.

If you turn the steering wheel outwards, the wheels will run over the guide plate, and the two-ton vehicle will flip over the guardrail and fall into the valley.

The car hit the inside of the road, the chassis struck a falling rock, and the car rolled over.

At a speed of 136 kilometers per hour, with water on the road, if you slam on the brakes now, the tires will slip, and the front of the car will swing into the mountainside on the left.

There's no road.

Shen Qingci quickly swiped her hands across the terminal screen, and the six-point seatbelt secured her to the passenger seat.

"The car was traveling at 136 km/h."

The three risk avoidance models on the screen turned red one after another, and a warning box popped up.

No safe route available.

[Immediate braking is recommended]

Gu Qingshang's panting voice came through the communicator, mixed with the muffled sound of him slamming his hand on the table.

"The red flag has been raised!"

"Signal interference at Bend 9, terminal reception delay! Chen Lang, stop if you can, the rescue vehicle is on its way!"

Chen Lang stared at the increasingly large guide panel in front of him, pressed his right foot against the accelerator pedal, and stepped down.

The blue and white characters on the digital dial jump upwards.

One hundred and thirty-eight.

One hundred and forty.

The chat in the official live stream was scrolling by rapidly, with the Star Glory Guild's account spamming the screen with the words "Red Flag".

[The red flag has already been raised, yet he still hasn't stopped? Chen Lang is blatantly disregarding the race safety rules!]

Don't try to blame others after an accident!

A normal driver would have braked long ago; only internet celebrities would use accidents to gain attention!

[So what if there's a guide sign in front? Young Master Xiao is behind us, why didn't he drive recklessly?]

[If Chen Lang really goes off the track, his result must be disqualified! Intentionally crossing the track boundary and still expecting it to be valid?]

Ye Xingyu pressed the Enter key, covering the Hongqi receiving timestamp of the U9 independent vehicle terminal in the center of the main screen.

[Time of raising the red flag: 22:17:31]

[Reception time at the No. 9 bend signal tower: estimated delay of 12 seconds]

[U9 arrives at Turn 9 entrance in 2.7 seconds]

As soon as the three lines of data were displayed, the comments from longtime fans immediately turned the tide.

[Eyes can be donated if you don't need them! The Hongqi was delayed by twelve seconds, and the U9 entered the corner two and a half seconds later. Did you expect Chen Lang to travel through time to stop the car?]

[Would a normal driver brake? A sudden stop at 10 meters in 140-meter wetlands, and the car crashed sideways into the mountainside. Are you setting up a trap for Xiao Yunlong, or are you planning to switch to teaching physics?]

[Someone has placed the board horizontally across the normal circuit!]

Why didn't Xiao Yunlong drive recklessly later? I suggest investigating why he knew in advance!

[The race monitoring is frozen, warning lights are off, communications are jammed, and an unregistered repair vehicle has entered the field, yet your young master Long is still accelerating. Xingyao, please explain, who are you trying to trap with this coincidence?]

[User "Unskilled" has given away 10 Super Carnival prizes!]

[Those accounts that say my master doesn't follow the rules, don't delete them! Qin Feng has already taken screenshots and collected evidence! You like to talk about rules, but nobody's going anywhere tonight. We'll have the police explain everything to you from the first rule to the last page of the criminal law!]

A dark gold gift effect swept across the screen.

The Star Glory Guild accounts are still being issued.

Who can prove that the board wasn't a malfunction of the event facilities?

Gu Qingshang moved the mouse to zoom in on the backup screen of the gray repair vehicle.

Two men dressed in black pulled down a mechanical lever, causing the guide plate to flip up and the warning light to go out.

The dual-channel notary number is displayed in the upper left corner of the screen.

[Notarized records are now locked]

The original data has been uploaded to three remote servers.

Any deletion or modification can be traced.

The live stream chat exploded.

[Your facilities can drive their own repair truck, pull the control levers, and turn off the lights by themselves when they malfunction, right? Your home is quite the team player when it breaks down!]

[The Starry Night online army keeps whitewashing! If they say another couple more, the police won't even need to take a statement; they can just copy your comments from the live stream!]

[Don't run away, you just said not to blame others for the accident? Who remotely lifted the guide board? Please stand up and read it aloud!]

[Xiao Yunlong practiced thirty-seven times and still couldn't win; is adding a coffin lid to Turn Nine the only solution?]

[Chen Lang fought his way from fourth to first, while Xingyao evolved from taunting, being stubborn, and defending himself, to finally physically eliminating his opponent. You've really shown us what it means to be a sore loser!]

in the carriage.

Chen Lang gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his arm muscles bulging.

"Navigator Shen."

"exist."

"Turn off the conventional risk aversion model."

Shen Qingci's finger stopped at the top of the screen.

She didn't ask why.

After glancing at the angle of Chen Lang's steering wheel, the trajectory of the car's swerve, and the changes in the preload value of the Yunlian suspension, she understood Chen Lang's plan.

"You're going to use the angle of the guide plate to fly over there?"

Chen Lang continued to provide direction.

There's no other way.

Shen Qingci looked at the road ahead.

The guide plate is wedged under the rock on the left and supported by a hydraulic rod on the right, forming an outward-leaning slope.

If you drive along the normal route, the car will be pushed off the guardrail by the lateral force.

To stabilize the vehicle before hitting the board, the left front wheel cuts into the edge on one side, and all four motors simultaneously deliver maximum torque to lift the front of the vehicle, thus using the board as a jump platform.

She drew a topographic map behind the guide panel on the screen.

The pile of fallen rocks took up most of the area, with a cliff on the right. Only a 2.8-meter-wide section of old cement ground remained along the outer edge of the drainage ditch, which could be used for landing.

The car weighs two tons and travels at 140 kilometers per hour; it must land precisely in this 2.8-meter gap.

Shen Qingci pressed the close button on the model, and the interface flashed, with the data of terrain radar, suspension travel, wheel torque and body posture filling the screen again.

"Standard model off."

"Report unconventional obstacle crossing parameters."

Chen Lang chuckled.

"This is my navigator."

The in-vehicle conversation was simultaneously switched to the live broadcast room.

The account that was just clamoring that Chen Lang would only risk his life to break through was now bombarded with comments.

Did you hear me clearly? Turn off the standard model that can't calculate the answer, and reconstruct the obstacle-crossing parameters on-site!

[One person is trying to find the takeoff angle at 140 km/h, while the other has even calculated which tire will deliver torque first upon landing. The Starry Night online army calls this influencer hype? Can your influencers even calculate 11.8 degrees?]

[Who just called Shen Qingci a pretty face? Come out and answer the question! Landing point 2.8 meters, car weight 2 tons, right side cliff, now begin your performance!]

[Starry Fan: If there's no road, brake. Navigator Shen: If there's no road, change the model. Chen Lang: All changed models? Then I'm taking off.]

While others would retreat at the sight of a trap, these two's first reaction was to figure out how to transform the trap into a means of transportation!

[Incompetent and ignorant: My master has never suffered a loss from something that's offered to him for free! You give him a plank, and he uses it as a diving platform! The cost of the plank will be put on Xingyao's account later, don't even think about getting away with it!]

Repair area.

Ye Xingyu pushed down the control panel lever, and the U9's independent in-vehicle data switched to the live broadcast main screen.

Paul stared at the waveforms of the four suspension travel curves on the screen, which were moving downwards in sync, and braced his hands on the table.

"He's preloading the suspension!"

Su Niannian gripped the edge of the control panel tightly.

Explain it clearly!

Paul stared at the fluctuating telemetry data, his speech becoming increasingly rapid.

"He's going to use an obstacle to take off."

"With the suspension's rebound travel compressed, the left front wheel cut into the edge of the guide plate. Even a slight deviation in direction, speed, or wheel torque could cause the car to flip over the guardrail!"

Su Niannian stared at the speed figures on the screen.

"What if all the parameters are correct?"

Paul picked up the water glass on the table, his hand trembling slightly, and then put it down again.

"Over the falling rocks."

No one spoke in the repair area; only the machine cooling fans hummed.

The live stream chat paused for two seconds, then filled the screen.

[This isn't a race car, it's a fighter jet?]

There was no road ahead, so he decided to cross it!

[That board was originally meant to push the U9 off the cliff; did he use it as a diving platform?]

[Chen Lang: You set a trap for me, but I thank you for building the slope for me!]

The landing site is right next to a cliff!

[The ground was 2.8 meters wide, and the U9 was almost 2 meters wide, leaving less than a meter of clearance on either side! A few tens of centimeters off course would have meant falling off the cliff!]

[You can't adjust your direction after takeoff! All postures must be completed before you leave the ground!]

The Starry Guild account reappeared.

[Even professional stunt drivers can do a jump off a slope!]

With the jump ramp and landing pad prepared, who can't take off?

Even if you cross the line, it's still considered off-track, and your result will be disqualified!

Longtime fans immediately retaliated.

[The jump platform is set up? Don't you know who set it up? Did Xingyao rename this board as a tournament-sponsored jump platform?]

[Would a professional stunt driver's course involve a midnight downpour, a cliff on the right, a landing width of 2.8 meters, and three rocks placed underneath?]

[You say everyone can fly? Then drive there now. I'll cover your plane ticket, and I bet Young Master Qin can even sponsor your coffin.]

Article 19 of the race rules, the emergency avoidance clause, clearly states: If a vehicle is forced off the track by a human obstacle, returning from the nearest safe point after successfully avoiding the obstacle does not constitute a route gain!

[Besides, the red flag has already been raised, and the results have long been in the stage of freezing judgment due to the incident. Are you still worried about canceling the results? You should be concerned about whether the person who orchestrated this will lose their freedom!]

[Ignorant and incompetent: Who says everyone can do it? Show me your ID card, and Qin Feng will arrange the same guidepost, the same cliff, and the same downpour for you right now. If you dare get on the bus, I'll call you my grandmaster! If you don't dare, shut your mouth and don't try to show off by risking my master's life through the screen!]

Those accounts never sent any more messages.

The windshield wipers were scraping back and forth across the windshield.

The U9 chassis is lowered, and the shock absorber springs are pressed to their lowest travel.

The black and silver front of the car was close to the asphalt road, and the water was cut by the front lip, swirling up walls of water to both sides.

The light from the terminal screen shone on Shen Qingci's face.

She stared at the constantly fluctuating data stream, speaking at an extremely fast pace.

"The angle of the left front wheel arch is 11.8 degrees."

Chen Lang pressed his palm against the steering wheel, turning his wrist to the right.

"The front of the car is 0.6 degrees to the left."

"Corrected."

"Current speed is 142."

The sound of water being swept into the wheel hubs echoed inside the car.

"The take-off point is six meters away."

The high beams pierced the rain, and the metal rivets on the edge of the guide plate gleamed coldly.

Four meters.

three meters.

Shen Qingci pressed two fingers on the screen and spread them outwards.

The landing area occupies most of the frame.

"Landing point locked."

"4.7 meters behind the guide plate, on the left is old concrete hard ground."

"The usable width is 2.8 meters."

"The nose-up angle of the vehicle is controlled within eight degrees."

"When landing, the front left and rear left wheels should contact the hard ground in sequence, and the right wheel must not go over the edge of the drainage ditch."

Her throat moved, and the rise and fall of her chest gradually decreased.

"Upon landing, the right rear wheel applied additional torque, pulling the rear of the car towards the mountainside."

"The car behind?" Chen Lang asked.

Shen Qingci looked at the radar waves.

"Purple Night Phantom is one and a half seconds behind, but is still accelerating."

"The red flag command for the race has been sent out simultaneously, and there are no signs of it slowing down."

Chen Lang's jawline was taut.

"Keep an eye on it."

"receive."

The director simultaneously amplified the radar data from the vehicle behind.

The purple dot representing the Phantom of the Night did not slow down and was still approaching Turn 9.

Wait a minute, why is Xiao Yunlong still accelerating?