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

Only Shen Qingci remained in the living room of the heavy truck.

The bathroom door was closed.

The sound of water could be heard through the frosted glass.

She sat down on the sofa.

A brown paper notebook is spread out on my lap.

The phone screen is pressed against the palm of the hand.

The first push notification on the homepage of the short video platform has been completely dominated by the rescue efforts on the Yunlin Expressway landslide.

The number of views has exceeded eight million.

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[Landslide on Yunlin Expressway! Mysterious man rescues people off cliff on skateboard! High-energy throughout!]

The video footage was shaking violently.

The photographer stood behind the warning line, his lens fixed on the edge of the cliff.

There was only one black figure in the picture.

He controlled the board with one foot, plunging down against the current along the almost vertical mudslide slope.

The heavy rain obscured the view.

The hem of the windbreaker was roughly torn by the mountain wind.

The high-frequency power line on the all-terrain skateboard chassis shone brightly in the hazy rain.

The comment section was flooded with messages at an extremely fast pace.

"Is this something a human being would do?"

"Skateboarding down a 70-degree slope? Are you serious?"

"I watched the scene where he carried the wounded soldiers and flew close to the ground across the fault line eight times, frame by frame!"

"Please, everyone online, help find this person! Who on earth is this?!"

"Someone spotted a black, heavily armored RV at the service area ahead. A tech savvy netizen has identified it as a perfect match for the vehicle driven by Chen Lang from Dali a while back!"

"Hey, the heavy truck guy?! It's him again?!"

Shen Qingci swiped her thumb down on the screen.

The second video shows the camera positioned above the safety barrier.

In the center of the scene, Chen Lang tightly protects the boy in his arms, using the momentum to leap into the air from the pile of rubble.

Military boots slammed into the concrete surface of the embankment.

A skateboard wheel assembly violently cut through the water at the bottom of a ditch.

The mud and sand exploded from both sides of the board.

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The same rescue footage, viewed from the perspectives of more than a dozen different mobile phone models, has generated a flood of edited versions, slow-motion breakdowns, and high-energy versions with background music across the internet.

The number of likes for each post is increasing at a visible rate.

Shen Qingci's thumb stopped on a highly-rated comment.

"When he rushed down the cliff a second time to catch the man, the woman on the slope shouted 'Mr. Chen.' Did anyone hear that?"

There were over three hundred replies piled up below.

Chen Lang's longtime fans quickly took control of the online community.

"The metal shell of that floating sphere in the sky is exactly the same as Lang Ge's!"

"His height proportions and his habits of handling the car and control panels are all perfect!"

"Wandering God, just how many ultimate moves are still hidden in your skill library that you haven't used yet?"

"First, he won a rare supercar while racing in a torrential downpour; then, he rescued someone from a 70-degree cliff using a skateboard. Does this man's skill set have no limit?"

"I suggest that next time Langshen goes live, he shouldn't draw cars anymore, but just draw the person himself and what special skills he has."

Shen Qingci continued scrolling down.

The comments are becoming increasingly biased.

Some people wrote long articles dissecting the mechanical structure of the all-terrain wheelset, some slowed down Chen Lang's micro-management as he leaped over a deep valley and landslide, and some content creators spliced ​​together his videos of forcefully suppressing bodyguards in Cangshan Mountain, Dali, and winning the night race in Jiuquwan, creating a super exciting compilation.

The subtitle was highly provocative:

From the exclusive passenger seat for school beauties to rescue operations on cliffs in disaster areas, what secrets does this black heavy truck still hold?

Her gaze was fixed on the screen.

The sound of water in the bathroom fluctuated.

The mysterious hero that the entire internet is searching high and low for is currently occupying the bathroom where she personally laid out the towels.

Shen Qingci's lips tightened.

She reached for the remaining nougat from the bar and bit off the edge.

"You big idiot."

His gaze was fixed on the figure charging towards the mudslide in the video, his words crushed at the back of his tongue.

"All you do is show off."

My palm vibrated.

Ye Xingyu's profile picture popped up.

Ye Xingyu: Was Chen Lang injured?

Shen Qingci turned her head and glanced at the frosted glass door.

Typing reply: No, I have some mud and other people's blood on me.

Ye Xingyu: Are you sure? He rushed down from such a height and then forcibly pulled the people out of the car with his bare hands. How could he possibly be unharmed?

Shen Qingci: He said no.

Ye Xingyu: You believe him just because he says so? Let him answer the phone, I want to hear his voice.

Shen Qingci: Taking a bath.

The "typing..." message at the top of the dialog box paused for a full three seconds.

Ye Xingyu: Tens of millions of people across the internet are digging into the story of the heavy truck driver who saved people, and you want him to take a shower first?

Shen Qingci: He smelled of mud.

Ye Xingyu: ...That makes sense. Did you manage to secretly take a picture of him returning from a bloody battle? I want to post it on my WeChat Moments to brag!

Shen Qingci pressed the voice button at the bottom of the screen.

It paused for two seconds.

"No photos were taken."

"Why not film it? It's so dramatic!"

"I was busy calling out directions when he was rescuing people, so I didn't have time to pose."

"I'm asking about what happens after we get back in the car!"

Shen Qingci's eyelashes drooped, and a layer of heat quickly rose to her ears.

"I haven't had time since I got back."

"What are you all busy with?"

"bath."

A startled cry came from the other end of the voice call.

This was followed by a series of dull thuds as chairs overturned and knees slammed against the corner of a table.

"Shen Qingci! You've changed!"

She immediately turned off the screen, cutting off any further questions.

I looked down and opened the leather notebook.

Beside the escape route that had just been planned, the ink on the sentence "Today, Chen Lang and I rescued a family of three" had dried.

She removed the cap from her pen.

Add a heavy stroke at the bottom.

Chen Lang is rescuing people, and I'll be his backup.

The pen tip is lifted off the paper.

The ebony prayer beads on my wrist are pressed against the inside of my skin, and the smooth wooden beads are warmed by my pulse.

The holographic screen's cool, blue dormant light shone onto the paper.

She stared at the words she had written, smoothed the pages with her palm, and closed the notebook completely.

The phone is placed face down on the table.

Inside the bathroom, the sound of water hitting the tiles abruptly stopped.

The electronic lock popped open.

Thick steam billowed outwards through the cracks in the door.

Chen Lang changed into a clean black T-shirt.

Her soaked hair clung to her forehead.

Water droplets cascaded past her temples and slid down her defined jawline.

He walked barefoot across the warm solid wood floor, each step extremely light.

The leather sofa has sunk into a noticeable dent.

He rested the back of his head against the chair back, his long legs casually draped over the edge of the folding wooden table, his entire being devoid of the fierceness he displayed while speeding along the cliff.

Shen Qingci sat on the same sofa.

The phone screen lit up again, the cursor fixed on the trending topics list.

"You're trending fourth now."

"What time is it?"

"fourth."

"I asked about the time."

"3.17. You're fourth."

Chen Lang closed his eyes, and the corner of his lips lifted half an inch towards his ear.

Shen Qingci moved the phone to his face.

He barely opened his left eye, glancing at the screen out of the corner of his eye.

"Tens of thousands of comments are digging into your past." Shen Qingci pulled her hand back. "The official accounts of China Fire and Rescue and the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League have both reposted it."

"What did you praise me for?"

"Huaxia Fire Department shared the highest resolution video clip five minutes ago."

She clicked into the official account, her eyes glued to the caption, and read it aloud.

"Salute to every ordinary person who steps forward in times of crisis. A salute to this brave individual who uses extreme sports techniques for life-saving."

Chen Lang raised the tail of his left eyebrow.

"Ordinary people?"

Do you have any objections to the official designation?

"Yes." He straightened his spine a couple of points. "I just slid down a control panel from a 70-degree section, and then carried a big man on my back and crawled out of a mudslide. With that kind of experience, I'd be considered a highly skilled worker."

Shen Qingci glared at him fiercely.

Swipe your thumb down on the screen.

"The Central Committee of the Communist Youth League also followed suit."

How should I write the caption?

"No text was written; it was just a direct copy of the original video."

"This is what you call the value of being sparing with words."

"But I added a pinned comment in the comments section."

The screen rotated ninety degrees and was pointed directly at him.

Pinned post with white background and black text:

"We urge relevant departments to confirm the hero's identity, regulate reporting, and protect personal privacy. We also remind netizens: for professional rescue, please call 119; do not attempt to imitate this and risk your life."

Chen Lang read it word for word, then slumped back into the leather cushion.

"This reminder is well-founded."

"If anyone dares to take a piece of wood and try to forcefully wash away the water-soaked mud and rock slope, I will personally hand him over to the traffic police brigade to write a self-criticism."

Shen Qingci looked away.

My gaze followed his brow bone upwards and settled on his constantly seeping, tousled hair.

"You should manage your own image first before you try to manage others."

"I've already finished showering; my self-management is very advanced."

"Her hair was still dripping wet."

Chen Lang raised his large hand and wiped his temples.

A puddle of water got on the back of my hand.

"This is the lingering charm of a frontline hero returning from saving lives after the rain."

Shen Qingci grabbed a dry towel from the solid wood bar counter, flicked her wrist, and accurately threw it into his arms.

"Dry it."

Chen Lang gripped the towel with one hand.

He glanced down at the material, then looked up and stared at her face.

"Teacher Shen, your jurisdiction is a bit too broad right now."

"You're taking up my spot and splashing water everywhere."

"This sofa is considered a public facility based on ownership."

"Then go and sleep on the floor outside the public facilities right now."

Chen Lang resignedly picked up a towel, covered his head, and rubbed it haphazardly.

The neatly trimmed, short hair was completely ruffled into a bird's nest.

The carriage was silent for two seconds.

Strings of water droplets condensed outside the frosted glass door.

The heating system hidden under the chassis operates powerfully, and the hot air flowing from the vents completely removes the last trace of earthy smell from the air.

Shen Qingci turned on the screen and returned to the video interface.

The man in black in the video steadied himself on the end of the board again and rushed down the embankment.

The suddenly rising tires forcibly cut the mudslide in two.

She stared at the sharp wheel track for three seconds.

Turn off your phone completely.

A cold, mechanical voice abruptly cut into the center console channel.

[Ding! The emergency mission "Countdown on the Cliff" has been completed!]

[Mission Rating: Perfect Rescue.]

[Three people were rescued.]

[Reward Settlement: 500000 Reputation Points.]

[Bonus Reward: Divine Skill Gift Box x1.]