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

Chen Lang supported the boy's neck with his palm and pushed him out through the broken back window.

"Catch!"

The boy's lower leg protruded from the gap in the bicycle frame, and his trouser leg was covered in mud and blood.

He bit his lower lip, his hands clasped tightly above his head, his body steadily supported by Chen Lang through the deformed metal window frame.

At the edge of the rocky platform, several drivers lay prone in the mud.

They stretched their arms to their limit and forcefully pulled the child inside the yellow warning line.

The woman slammed her knees onto the rock platform, her arms tightly wrapped around her child.

The boy had just settled into her arms when her tense shoulders collapsed.

The woman opened her mouth wide and gasped for air, her chest heaving rapidly.

The boy grabbed her clothes, his sobs coming in fits and starts.

"Mom, Dad is still inside."

"He will come out."

The woman pressed the child's head forcefully into her arms, her voice trembling noticeably.

"Your father will come out."

The rock formation to the right rear of the van is sliding downwards.

The sound of broken wood rubbing against the car body was extremely harsh.

The old anchor cable was stretched into a straight line, and several cracks appeared around the fixing point buried in the soil, with turbid muddy water flowing back in through the cracks.

[Second drift warning, 30 seconds remaining.]

The mechanical sound of Titans cuts into the headset.

Chen Lang spun around and crawled into the tilted carriage.

The driver's seat space has been severely reduced.

The steering wheel was pressed against the man's chest, the broken metal pillar was wedged between his legs, and the seatbelt was digging into his shoulder blades.

The man's face was pressed against the cracked side window, rainwater washing away the bloodstains on his forehead and dripping down his chin into the car door lining.

Chen Lang bent down and gripped the deformed pillar with his five fingers like iron clamps.

"Mr. Chen, take them away first."

The man struggled to raise his hand, placing his palm on Chen Lang's forearm.

"The child is injured; we can't delay any longer."

"You're injured too."

"My leg is stuck, this car can't hold up."

The man turned his head, his gaze passing over the broken car window.

On the rocky platform, the wife held the child protectively in her arms, with several figures standing behind her in the rain to meet them.

"You take them upstairs, I'll stay here."

Chen Lang's forearm muscles bulged, and a piercing cracking sound came from the metal joint.

"You're quick to make arrangements for yourself."

The man was stunned.

Chen Lang lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on his face: "I'll take them upstairs first, then come back for you. Protect your head, wait for me."

"What if the car falls off?"

"I'll pull you out before you fall."

Before the last note had even faded, the rear of the van slid another half foot off the cliff.

The man's body swayed with the tilt, and the seatbelt caught on his collarbone.

He gripped the edge of the seat tightly with his five fingers, his teeth chattering with a dull thud.

Shen Qingci's cool voice cut into the earpiece: "Chen Lang, the right rear wheel has sunk three centimeters, and the front of the car has tilted outwards by two degrees. The rock platform can't withstand the weight for more than fifteen seconds."

Chen Lang loosened the pillar and stepped out of the carriage.

"The car will shake, and the slope will collapse. Don't move around."

The man looked up at him: "You'll definitely come back?"

"The whole family of three is waiting up there; it won't be over if even one of them is missing."

Chen Lang grabbed the descending silver tow rope with his backhand and locked the weight-bearing buckle to the woman's belt.

"Hold the child tight and crouch in the middle of the board. Don't look up. If a rock falls, protect the back of his neck with all your might."

The woman's gaze was fixed on the carriage: "My husband is still downstairs."

"I'll take you upstairs and come down to pick you up right away."

The woman's lips trembled, and her knuckles bulged from the excessive force as she wrapped the child tightly in her arms.

The boy cowered and tried to grab his mother's coat, but the woman gently took his small hand into her palm.

Chen Lang stepped onto the all-terrain skateboard with one foot, wrapped the tow rope tightly with his left hand, and pressed his right heel down on the tail of the board.

"Shen Qingci, report the route."

"receive."

All four wheels are powered by a powerful engine.

The skateboard surged upwards against the 63-degree concrete slope.

Muddy mud burst out from both sides of the tire.

The woman, holding her child, huddled in the middle of the board, her body tilting from side to side as the slope undulated.

Chen Lang controlled the board with one hand, his fingertips gripping the traction cable tightly.

He gripped the slippery board with both feet, pressing his entire weight to the limit.

"Falling rocks four meters ahead on your right!"

Chen Lang used his ankle to press down, and the board head drew a left-cutting arc on the steep slope.

A fist-sized piece of concrete scraped the end of the slab and crashed into the deep valley, its dull echo climbing up the cliff face.

"Seven meters to the left front, there's a fault in the canal floor. Exposed rebar is visible behind the fault; the landing point must cover the right edge!"

Chen Lang stepped firmly on the tail of the board, and the front wheel lifted off the ground with the speed.

The blade soared through the air over the fault line, mud and water seeped into the gaps in the wheelset, and the cold light of the power lines flashed at a high frequency.

The rear wheel hit the ground.

Chen Lang used the inner wall of the embankment as a stepping stone, and his skateboard scraped along the right edge.

The rusted steel bar emerged from the mud, scraped across the bottom of the slab, and sent several pieces of gravel flying.

The boy's entire face was buried in his mother's chest.

The woman covered the back of the child's head with one hand, while tightly gripping the hem of Chen Lang's windbreaker with the other.

"Exit in ten meters!"

Shen Qingci's voice quickened in the earpiece: "There's a gentle slope three meters to the left. Use that warning sign for leverage!"

At the end of the slope, a collapsed yellow warning sign was stuck diagonally in the mud.

Chen Lang's knees bent, and his skateboard crashed directly into the steep embankment, with the front wheels precisely gripping the metal signpost.

Using the rebound force of the stick's resilience, he pressed down hard on the tail of the board again, and the entire skateboard carried the three of them over the last landslide and debris field.

"They've been rescued!"

The drivers who were waiting on the edge rushed forward.

The woman, protecting her child, rolled behind the safety cordon.

Seven or eight hands grabbed her at once, pulling her by the shoulders and hem of her clothes, dragging the mother and child back to the flooded asphalt road.

The boy's sobs ripped through the rain: "Daddy's still down there!"

[Twelve seconds remaining, the rock platform below is about to break.]

Chen Lang stomped on the skateboard to a stop, and without pausing for even half a second, turned around on the spot.

The woman, half-submerged in the muddy water, turned around and screamed, "Mr. Chen! My husband!"

"We'll bring him back right away."

Chen Lang leaned forward, pushing the all-terrain power to its peak.

Braving the gusts of mountain wind, the skateboard hurtled straight down the steep cliff from which it had come.

The wind and rain howled in my ears, and the collapsing rocks above chased after the tail of the slab and crashed down.

Inside the living pod, Shen Qingci's eyes were fixed on the holographic projection screen.

She gripped the metal edge of the communication station with one hand, and with each set of data she reported, her knuckles involuntarily tightened their grip towards her palm.

"The cavity three meters to the left is collapsing, tangentially to the right!"

The skateboard cut sharp angles across the sloping surface, grazing along the cracked concrete.

"The load-bearing area of ​​the finish line platform is less than two square meters; you can't stop upon landing!"

Chen Lang stepped on the rear of the board, the front wheel lifted up, and he crashed hard into the bottom rock platform.

The board drifted halfway across the mud before he forced it to stop and orient itself using his extremely strong core strength.

The two right tires of the van in front are completely suspended in the air.

The rear of the vehicle was stuck firmly in a broken pine branch, and it bounced violently as the rock strata sank.

Chen Lang reversed his foot and braked the skateboard to the edge of the cliff, then leaned his upper body directly into the shattered car window.

The man struggled to lift his head, blood pooling on his brow bone, mingling with the rain and splashing onto his chin.

"Why did you come back?"

"I'll take you upstairs."

"They're safe now! This car's about to overturn, you need to get out of here!"

"They're waiting for you up there."

Chen Lang didn't bother with words. He gripped the deformed steering wheel pillar with both hands and pressed his shoulder firmly against the tilted door frame.

"Save your energy and shut up."