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

That landing just now pushed the entire car to its limit.

The left suspension absorbed the initial impact, while the right rear wheel forced out torque at the edge of the drainage ditch, causing the tire sidewall temperature to continue to rise.

The four wheels gripped the slippery asphalt firmly.

The car remained perfectly still, and the power output was continuous.

Shen Qingci sealed the data of takeoff, flight, landing, and rescue, and generated independent verification values.

As the notification sound confirmed the upload was successful, her fingers, which had been hovering above the screen, dropped back to her knees, and her straight back slumped slightly.

Chen Lang glanced at her sideways.

"Navigator Shen."

"exist."

"Did you remember the landing point?"

Shen Qingci looked up.

The blue light from the watch face shone on the corner of her eye, and the pale red beauty mark under her eye swayed gently with her breath.

"I've got it."

"Give me your opinion."

"You drive alright."

Chen Lang rested one hand on the steering wheel.

"You risked your life flying once, and it still comes down to these four words?"

Shen Qingci slid out the heart rate waveforms of the two of them.

"The moment you land, your heart rate is 82, which is six beats higher than at Turn 2."

Chen Lang's eyes narrowed slightly.

The titanium steel earring in his left ear reflected the light from the watch face, and a casual smile played on his lips.

"This shows that I respect this diving platform."

Shen Qingci looked at the finish line straight ahead, illuminated by car headlights, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"I'll give you the compliment after you park safely."

Chen Lang pressed his palm against the steering wheel.

"Keep accounts."

The in-vehicle dialogue was simultaneously transmitted to the live broadcast room.

The comment section, which had just caught its breath, was flooded with messages again.

[You two just flew back from the edge of a cliff, and the first thing you did was check your heart rates?]

[Brother Lang was driving a two-ton car to pierce a needle hole, his heart rate was 82. I was lying in bed watching the live stream, and my fitness tracker has already alarmed three times!]

[The translation of Navigator Shen's "It's alright" is: You've accomplished the impossible again while still alive.]

[Keep keeping track of the expenses! One item owed at Turn 2, another at Turn 9, Brother Lang is raking in the money tonight!]

One dared to turn a death trap into a diving platform, the other dared to find a landing spot for him before takeoff. This isn't a pair of star-crossed lovers; this is two people skipping class in front of the King of Hell!

[Today's Model Update: U9, a pure electric supercar with short takeoff and landing capabilities.]

[Don't rush to enjoy the sweet moments, the Purple Night Phantom hasn't slowed down yet!]

Just after that comment appeared, the director switched to the rear radar.

The purple dot representing the Phantom of the Night is approaching Turn 9.

Chen Lang suppressed the smile on his lips and glanced at the rearview mirror.

Deep within the rain curtain, two purple beams of light pierced through the mist, showing no sign of slowing down.

"Distance from the car behind?"

Shen Qingci swiped his finger across the screen, bringing up the radar waveform.

"At 1.3 seconds, the car is traveling at 141 km/h and is still accelerating."

Her gaze lingered on the red flag status bar.

"Purple Night Ghost has received the red flag 3.4 seconds ago."

Xiao Yunlong had ample time to react, but he did not release the accelerator.

Inside the Purple Night Phantom's cockpit, the red flag receiver lights flashed at a high frequency, and the urgent buzzing alarm drowned out the engine roar.

[The track ahead is closed]

[Slow down immediately]

[No entry to Turn 9]

Xu Yan gripped the cover of the road book tightly with her five fingers, leaving dents in the plastic cover.

"red flag!"

"Obstacle ahead! Slow down immediately!"

"Xiao Yunlong, did you hear me!"

He called out three times, but the people around him didn't react at all.

Looking up through the windshield, the two red taillights of the U9 appear smaller and smaller.

The image of that car taking off from Turn Nine was etched into Xiao Yunlong's mind.

Chen Lang passed by, flying over that deadly guide board.

Chen Lang only ran it once before he ascended to godhood by stepping on the winding path that he had practiced thirty-seven times.

If they stop the oil now, the game will end, the Black Knights will lose everything, and Ye Xingyu's contract will be void.

Tomorrow's trending topics will only include that black and silver U9 that flew over the cliff.

"Don't slow down..."

Xiao Yunlong stared ahead, his eyes reddening.

Xu Yan turned her head away.

"What did you say?"

Xiao Yunlong tensed his jaw and pressed down on the accelerator pedal with his right foot.

"If he can get through this, so can I!"

The engine tachometer needle jumped sharply upwards.

The Purple Night Phantom sliced ​​through the water curtain and lunged toward the entrance to Turn Nine.

Xu Yan stopped breathing.

"The U9's suspension was preloaded before takeoff, and the torque was controlled by each of the four motors. Shen Qingci even calculated the landing point for him!"

"Your car doesn't have that kind of chassis control; if you try to drive over it, you'll just get pushed off the platform!"

Xiao Yunlong gripped the outer edge of the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

"Shut up!"

"Follow the usual route!"

As Xu Yan watched the distance shrink, she slammed the road book against her side.

There's no route ahead at all!

The wipers swung back and forth, the rubber strips scraping away the mud and water on the windshield.

Turn 9 is just around the corner.

The first warning light went out.

The second warning light went out.

At the end of the headlight beam, the black guide plate covered in mud came into view.

It lies across the normal curve, leaning outwards from the guardrail on the right, with three fallen rocks pressing down on its left end.

Xu Yan's voice was sharp and cracked.

"Brake!"

Xiao Yunlong's eyes widened.

He finally understood what U9 had just done.

Chen Lang completed the head-up, force release, and jump upon contact with the board surface, transforming the outward pushing lateral force into an upward rebound force.

Purple Night Ghost was completely unprepared.

There is no suspension preload, no independent motor torque control, no takeoff angle, and no landing point.

Xiao Yunlong slammed on the brakes and jerked the steering wheel with both hands.

At a speed of 140 kilometers per hour, the remaining distance is less than ten meters.

The four tires cut through the water, the braking system jammed the brake discs, and the car body continued to slide forward due to inertia.

The Purple Night Ghost's left front wheel ran over the guide plate.

The metal plate made a muffled thud.

The lateral thrust generated by the tilted plate impacted the left front wheel, forcibly lifting the front of the vehicle to a slant.

The right rear wheel detached from the road surface, and the remaining three tires lost effective traction.

The Purple Night Ghost was thrown diagonally by the entire board, its body swaying sideways, its rear sweeping across the track edge.

Xu Yan's scream was drowned out by the sound of tires screeching.

"Xiao Yunlong!"

The Purple Night Ghost veered off the track and plunged headfirst into the emergency buffer zone.

The first layer of tire wall scattered and flew away.

More than a dozen old tires were thrown into the air and tumbled continuously in the downpour.

The purple car, with its shattered front bumper, crashed heavily into the second buffer wall.

The hood folded up, and the windshield was cracked into a spiderweb pattern.

Inside the cockpit, the front and side airbags deployed one after another, and the white airbags pressed the two people back into their racing seats.

Xu Yan's helmet hit the side pad, and the six-point harness tightened, leaving red marks on her shoulders.

Xiao Yunlong's forehead hit the lining of his helmet, and a trail of blood trickled down his brow bone.

The car alarm kept blaring.

The windshield wipers were still mechanically swinging and wiping.

Xiao Yunlong was squeezed into the driver's seat by the airbag, his chest heaving violently, and he struggled to lift his neck.

Through the shattered windshield, he saw two red lights deep in the rain and fog.

Looking up, I watched as U9 drove further and further along the finish line.

"Chen Lang!"

Xiao Yunlong punched the steering wheel.

The horn emitted a long, drawn-out blast that pierced the rainy night, but the rear of the black and silver car had long since disappeared from sight.

The screen in the live broadcast room freezes.

Two seconds later, a barrage of comments flooded the screen.

[The same plank, Lang Ge uses it to take off, Xiao Yunlong uses it to crash into a wall, that's the difference!]

[Xu Yan reminded him three times, and the car's emergency stop light came on three times, but he refused to brake!]

Stop saying he didn't receive the red flag; the reception time is already displayed on the main screen!

Chen Lang dared to fly because he and Shen Qingci had calculated every parameter to its limit. Xiao Yunlong dared to charge because he refused to admit defeat.

[Save lives first, then investigate the case! Xu Yan was clearly dragged into this by him!]

Inside the repair area, Gu Qingshang pressed the evidence lock button on the control panel.

The notification pops up simultaneously on all three main screens.

The independent monitoring system at Bend 9 has been sealed off.

[The Purple Night Phantom's vehicle data has been archived]

[Verification values ​​have been generated for the Red Flag sending and receiving records]

She pressed the Enter key.

"All raw data is simultaneously uploaded to the notary office, the race committee, and the police evidence platform. Abnormal spectrum from private channels is archived separately. No one may overwrite, delete, or access the original files with team privileges."

Ye Xingyu stared at the accident footage, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes.

"How is Xu Yan?"

The emergency call channel crackled with static, followed by reports from on-site personnel.

"Both the driver and passenger have vital signs. The passenger is conscious and initially diagnosed with a shoulder contusion. The driver has a forehead injury and is in stable condition. The car door is deformed, and the rescue team is currently working to break it open."

Ye Xingyu lowered her eyelids and exhaled.

Su Niannian pointed to the main screen.

The Hongqi reception record, the in-vehicle alarm record, and Xu Yan's three verbal reminders were clearly arranged on the same timeline.

"Xu Yan reminded him three times, and the vehicle's red flag has been received, yet Xiao Yunlong is still accelerating. We can't blame Chen Lang for this, can we?"

Gu Qingshang remained expressionless.

"Whoever installs the guide signs bears the responsibility for creating artificial obstacles. Whoever turns off warning lights, interferes with signals, or tampers with surveillance footage must explain the traces they leave behind."

"As for Xiao Yunlong, he continued to enter the curve at high speed after clearly receiving the red flag, which is his own driving responsibility. The responsibility will be determined separately, and the evidence will be investigated one by one."

"Tonight, no one can shift the blame to anyone else."