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

At the foot of the mountain, on the straight road at the end, I looked up and saw the U9 dragging its damaged chassis as it burst out of the rain, its four motors emitting a high-pitched, sharp roar.

The right rear wheel churned through the water, and the black and silver car passed the timer gate.

The timer stopped ticking.

The score on the big screen did not turn into gold, representing first place; the numbers stopped jumping, and a line of glaring red text took over the main screen first.

[Accident Status: Results Sealed for Review]

The noise in the stands subsided, and thousands of spectators stared at the big screen as rain pattered against the metal roof.

Inside the referee's box, Zhou Mingyuan and the technical committee retrieved the U9 vehicle's onboard red flag receiving time, speed at the entrance to Turn 9, braking distance model, and return trajectory after deviating from the track.

Data lines are superimposed on the screen.

When the red flag was activated, U9 was less than three seconds away from the bend.

Given the vehicle's speed and wet adhesion coefficient at the time, forced braking would have inevitably resulted in a collision with the inner mountain wall.

After veering off the track, the U9 did not cut corners, shorten the race distance, or gain extra speed through external routes.

The number of viewers in the live stream broke the record for the highest number of viewers in the history of the esports channel. The barrage of comments made the data panel almost invisible.

[Does the score count? Referee, hurry up!]

My hands were shaking, and my heart rate was 140, even higher than when Lang Ge flew!

[If this isn't enough, I'll pitch a tent outside the event committee's building tonight!]

The remaining accounts of Xingyao emerged during the review period.

[Going off track is going off track, and no amount of explanation can change that fact!]

[If flying performance counts? Then everyone should just fly planes instead of running!]

Longtime fans even posted the original text of Article 19 of the competition rules, along with quotes and screenshots.

[Article 19 of the competition rules states that if a vehicle takes emergency evasive action due to a human-caused obstacle and returns from the nearest safe area without generating any revenue from the route, it is not considered a violation. Fifth post, can you read?]

[Who placed the man-made obstacle? Your Xingyao placed it! Now you're accusing others of deviating from the track? You're professionals at crying wolf!]

[Incompetent and ignorant: If they dare to invalidate my grades, I'll bring my legal team and throw a feast outside the judges' dock for a year!]

A few dozen seconds later, the sealing mark was lifted.

The timing results are displayed again.

The host took the emergency decision sheet from the judges' table, straightened up, and braced himself against the edge of the commentary table, his chest heaving.

"The referee team has completed the first phase of the accident review!"

"Looking up, U9 had already entered an area where braking was no longer safe before a valid red flag was issued!"

"Turn 9 veered off the track, an emergency evasive maneuver due to a human obstacle!"

"The vehicle did not gain any additional benefits from deviating from its path and has returned to the nearest safe area!"

"Complies with Article 19 of the competition rules!"

The host places the judgment note on the commentary table.

"Looking up to the U9 results is valid!"

"Chen Lang and Shen Qingci have broken the provisional record for the rain-soaked race at Jiuquwan!"

"Currently ranked number one!"

"An accident investigation is to be launched immediately!"

"After Turn 9 is cleared and safety checks are completed, the remaining vehicles will resume the race according to the referee's instructions!"

The timer screen lit up with a gold logo.

[Looking Up to U9: Results Valid]

[Tentative record for the Nine Bends Rain Battle: Broken]

Current ranking: First

The stands paused for a few seconds, the cheers drowning out the sound of the rain.

A large crowd surged forward, and rows of black and silver support flags fluttered in the downpour.

The live stream was flooded with virtual gifts and special effects, and the number of online viewers jumped from 1.2 million to 1.5 million, and the numbers are still climbing.

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

[Useless and incompetent: Number one! My master is number one! You Star Glory bastards, bow your heads before me! From this day forward, there will only be one king in Nine Bends!]

[User "Northern Wind Blowing Snow" has given away 10 Super Carnival prizes!]

[North Wind Blows Snow: A passerby came in and watched for twenty minutes, then completely fell to their knees. Starting tonight, I'm a die-hard fan of Brother Lang, and I'll fight anyone who disagrees!]

[Aaaaaaah, my results are valid! I'm crying, I'm really crying!]

[Starting from the last starting position, they fought their way to first place! They even got sabotaged by a guide board along the way! What kind of script is this?!]

[How many gods did Lang Ge slay tonight? Clutching the barrier at Turn 2, overtaking through the drainage ditch at Turn 5, drifting and overtaking on the outside at Turn 8, leaping over the death trap at Turn 9! Any one of those moves is enough to brag about for a lifetime!]

[First day as a casual fan turning into a true fan, please be kind to me! From now on, if anyone says anything bad about Lang Ge, I can write a 3,000-word essay to refute them!]

Anyone else like me, covering their mouth to keep quiet while flying, only to scream at the screen when they landed?

My roommate just asked me why I was screaming in bed in the middle of the night. I sent her the live stream link, and now she's screaming too.

[What happened to the Star-level account that just asked, "What's the use of flying?" The referee answered for you—It's useful, it works, the kind of useful that gets you first place!]

What happened to the promise of a "definite flip"? What happened to the promise of "no landing"? What happened to the promise of "disqualification for going off the track"? Aren't you embarrassed enough? If not, I'll gather more!

[User "Car Enthusiast Lao Zhang" has given away 5 Super Carnival prizes!]

[Car enthusiast Lao Zhang: I've been covering track news for twenty years and watched thousands of rally races. Tonight's race ranks in my top three of my career. This kid is incredible.]

[User "Starry Dream" has given away 8 Super Carnival prizes!]

[Starry River in a Dream: I used to think the phrase "Investiture of the Gods" was overused. After watching tonight's episode, I take back that statement. Some people truly deserve that title.]

Other drivers win championships by setting faster lap times, but Lang Ge won by—risking his life and still managing to fly back!

"Road maps are dead, but people are alive." I want this sentence engraved on my tombstone, so I can cheer for Brother Lang even after I'm gone!

The scrolling comments made it almost impossible to read the main screen content, so the director had to compress the gift effects to the right side of the screen and leave the left side for the U9 to drive into the parking area.

Su Niannian rushed out of the maintenance area, but was stopped by the finish line warning line after running two steps.

She gripped the rain-soaked metal railings with both hands, her knuckles bulging, and waved to the U9 that drove into the parking area.

He shouted several times, but his voice was swallowed up by the overwhelming sound.

Bai Weiwei caught up from behind and hugged her tightly. Su Niannian turned around, and the two bumped into each other. Rainwater streamed down their hair, and tears mingled with the water droplets on their cheeks; neither of them bothered to wipe them away.

"They're back..."

Bai Weiwei nodded.

"They're all back."

Inside the parking area, Chen Lang watched as the U9 rolled over the wet ground and slid into the designated spot. He then stepped on the brakes, shutting off the power system.

The high-frequency motor noise subsided, leaving only the dense sound of raindrops hitting the roof and the crackling sound of the damaged underbody protection plate cooling down in the cockpit.

Chen Lang took off his helmet.

His sweat-dampened, tousled hair clung messily to his forehead, while raindrops dripped down his jawline.

In the passenger seat, Shen Qingci maintained the posture of holding the terminal.

Her chest heaved, her hair at the temples was soaked with sweat and clung to her skin, her gaze fixed on the screen.

The screen remains on the final data.

Minimum distance between the right rear wheel and the edge of the drain: 10.4 cm

Chen Lang turned his head and looked at her for a few seconds.

"Navigator Shen."

"exist."

"Mission accomplished."

He laughed out loud, leaned over the center console, and pressed the seatbelt buckle in front of her.

The waist restraints loosened, but the shoulder buckles became stuck due to the impact of landing.

Chen Lang stopped smiling, slowed down his movements, and slowly removed her bra strap.

"Well done, Navigator Shen." Shen Qingci turned her head and stared at him.

"Just not bad?"

Chen Lang leaned back in his seat, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes revealing a nonchalant air.

"It was my first time being a co-driver in a race car. The car didn't scream when it took off, and I got the landing instructions right the first time."

"Most importantly, the terminal didn't fall on my face."

Shen Qingci looked at him.

"How dare you laugh?"

"Why are you embarrassed?"

"The rear of the car slid sideways for five meters, and the right rear wheel was only 10.4 centimeters away from the drainage ditch."

"Is this what you meant by a safe landing?"

The in-car conversation was simultaneously switched into the live stream.

Thousands of comments flooded the screen within two seconds.

[10.4 centimeters! 10—point—4! Each division on my ruler is one centimeter. You can measure how narrow ten divisions are yourselves!]

These two just narrowly escaped death, and the first thing they did was bicker???

[Brother Lang, wake up! You were lucky to be alive! Navigator Shen scolded you because he felt sorry for you!!!]

[From my sister-in-law's tone when she asked "It's just not bad," I sensed at least three layers of meaning: 1. You almost died; 2. You actually laughed; 3. Is this all you're praising me for?]

[What an amazing duo, Lang Ci! They worked together like one person during that life-or-death moment, but now they're bickering like an old married couple!]