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

【Oh no! Oh no! It really jumped!】

[This guy's gone mad! Sixty meters! That's not how you rescue someone! Is it a buy-one-get-one-free deal?!]

【Nooo ...

I can't watch anymore. I've already called the police! Marine police, please get out quickly!

[If they fell from that height, they wouldn't even be able to piece together a complete corpse. What a tragedy! Why did they have to go through with this?!]

Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School has tragically lost two students! The principal will be devastated tomorrow!

【Oh no, oh no, oh no, two lives…】

【RIP】

More and more of the comments turned into black candle icons.

One hundred thousand people are offering incense in advance for two eighteen-year-old boys.

Shen Qingci opened her eyes.

The increasingly loud whistling sound overhead was so disturbing that she couldn't even die in peace.

In her line of sight, the nonchalant boy was lunging at her in a completely illogical posture.

Arms pulled tight against the body, chin tucked in.

He plunged straight into the abyss.

The wisps of hair were blown all the way back of his head by the airflow, revealing a face that was too young to be true.

There was no fear in his eyes, not even a little bit.

Only by focusing intently on the goal and having unwavering confidence that success is inevitable.

"Are you crazy..." Shen Qingci's dry lips moved.

The sound was torn apart by the wind, and even I couldn't hear it.

Chen Lang glared at him and forcefully pressed his arms tightly against his torso.

With a burst of power, he twisted his body into a streamlined cannonball shape in mid-air.

The drag coefficient dropped sharply, and the descent speed increased dramatically.

Thirty meters. Twenty meters.

Chen Lang reached forward with his left arm and clamped it around Shen Qingci's slender waist like an iron clamp.

So light. Did this girl grow up through photosynthesis?

The bones are so hard they hurt; he must only eat books and not meals.

Chen Lang pulled her into his arms tightly, his right hand outstretched to firmly protect the back of her head.

The live stream chat was instantly emptied.

Then--

[He's caught him!!! He's caught him!!!]

[I cried! I really cried! I just burst into tears! What kind of pure love god has descended?!]

But the next second, an even greater panic surged forth.

What's the point of grabbing on?! At that height, two people hugging each other would only break them more badly!

[They were only thirty meters away from the river surface at most; there wasn't even time to deploy fire-fighting air cushions. Even a miracle couldn't save them!]

[For those of you who don't have enough buffer distance... physics doesn't lie...]

Chen Lang calmed down.

Within sight.

The load-bearing steel frames and intricate maintenance crossbeams at the base of the bridge piers are all marked with fluorescent green for optimal stress points.

The system even thoughtfully drew the parabolic trajectory.

Chen Lang held the stiff girl in his arms.

With a powerful kick of his legs into the void, a terrifying twisting force from his waist and abdomen broke out, bending the trajectory of his vertical descent.

The two flew across the river and crashed straight into the leaning steel beam on the outside of the bridge pier.

The soles of the tactical boots collided against the cold steel, sending dazzling sparks flying in all directions!

The contact area is no more than the sole of one foot, and the impact force is transmitted up the shinbone.

The force is enough to shatter a normal person's knee.

But the extreme pressure-resistant panel pushed the rigidity of his bones and tendons to the limit.

It hurts, it hurts so much my scalp tingles, but it's not broken.

The first push reduces the descent speed by forty percent.

The trajectory has deviated further.

The second crossbeam appears in the lower left of the field of vision.

Chen Lang pushed off the steel beam with one foot, completed a half-turn in the air, and slammed his other foot onto the crossbeam.

The wood made a sickening cracking sound.

Before it broke completely, he had already used the force to bounce away.

The second unloading reduces the speed by another 30%.

Its body moved wildly in a Z-shape, leaping between the maze-like steel frames.

Push off to the left. Leap to the right. Step again.

Every step taken drastically reduces the acceleration of death.

The black smoke from the soles of the boots, mixed with sparks, left an extremely arrogant trail in the night.

Shen Qingci, nestled in Chen Lang's arms, couldn't see anything; her face was buried in Chen Lang's chest.

All I could hear were the vibrations of bones and the pounding of a heartbeat emanating from this body.

My heart was beating incredibly fast, yet incredibly steady.

There wasn't a single moment of panic.

The last ten meters mark the end of the steel frame.

Chen Lang spotted a soft sand pit below, abandoned during construction.

He loosened his toes and, holding Shen Qingci, completed a perfectly executed backflip in mid-air.

He used his back as a cushion and slammed heavily into the sandpit.

"Bang—!"

Yellow sand rose into the sky, raising a dust curtain five or six meters high, obscuring the sun.

The live broadcast features a high-definition overhead shot taken from three meters above the sandpit, with the ball hovering in the air.

The only things visible in the scene were swirling sand and dust and a deep crater shaped like a human figure.

The scene is still, with only the sound of the river wind howling.

The chat remained silent for a full three seconds, and the entire live stream was eerily quiet.

Then, the entire server was almost crashed.

[Awesome!!!]

[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!]

[A miracle! This is a fucking miracle!!!]

[Question Newton! Understand Newton! Bury Newton!!! I've already nailed the lid shut on Newton's coffin, Chen Lang, you can fly away anytime!]

[I'm a third-year physics student, and I just calculated his unloading angle and area of ​​force on paper... My conclusion is, if this is true, he's a god! I won't watch Marvel without him as the main character!]

[A god descended to earth! The parkour master manifested! That zigzag movement is absolutely amazing!]

[That student from Jiangcheng No. 3 High School who failed the college entrance exam... He practically blew Death away! Those 250 points must have all gone into his physical attributes!]

[My mom asked me why I was kneeling while looking at my phone! That camera work! That technique! Even movies wouldn't dare film like that!]

The counter for the number of viewers in the live stream was jumping wildly.

110,000, 150,000, 200,000.

The trending search terms skyrocketed.

#Student who failed his exams risks his life to save a top student#The pinnacle of human parkour##Jiangcheng cross-river bridge suicide incident#

Three related terms suddenly appeared in the top five trending searches.

Countless passersby flocked to the site following the search terms.

The number of online users is ridiculously high, approaching 300,000.

The local broadband network in Jiangcheng experienced unprecedented congestion.

Editing accounts on major short video platforms sprang into action, extracting this short video of a few dozen seconds, adding various upbeat background music, and frantically forwarding it.

In the sandpit.

Chen Lang coughed twice.

My mouth was full of sand, and it crunched when I chewed it.

The dull pain in his back made him wince.

No fractures, but I reckon it'll be covered in bruises. I'm definitely going to have trouble getting out of bed tomorrow.

The strawberry-flavored lollipop was still in her mouth.

Covered in a layer of sand, the texture is instantly upgraded to that of strawberry smoothie.

He raised his hand to wipe the dust off his chin and looked down.

Shen Qingci in his arms was unharmed, but he was completely bewildered.

The usually aloof and distant school beauty had tears welling up in her eyes.

Her long hair was disheveled and fell over her shoulders, and her white dress was covered in sand. She looked exactly like an overly frightened kitten.

She stared intently at Chen Lang, her pupils unfocused.

The brain clearly shut down.

Chen Lang grinned and reached out to pinch her pale cheek.

I squeezed it outwards, and it felt quite soft.

"Don't hold it in. Cry louder, so others won't think I'm bullying you."

Shen Qingci's eyelashes trembled, and life finally came to her empty eyes.

Tears streamed down her face.

A suppressed sob burst from her throat, hoarse, broken, and utterly unrefined.

Her two hands gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Chen Lang didn't dodge or pat her back; he just tilted his head and waited for her to finish crying.

After the most intense sobbing subsided, he slowly spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Go home if you want to, or don't. Jiangcheng is so big, and the world is so big, there's always a place for you to stay."

"And Shen Qingci, listen carefully."

"From now on, your life is under my control."

The deep voice, carried by the river wind, struck Shen Qingci's heart, which was filled with ruins.

In my mind, system notifications were ringing incessantly.

[Ding! The overall online sentiment index has exceeded the critical point! Congratulations, host, for completing the emergency mission!]

[Mission Rating: SSS Rank!]

[Peak number of users online simultaneously across the entire network: 31.2!]

[Reputation points are being calculated...]

[Reputation points gained this time: 31,200! Total reputation points: 31,200!]

[Bonus Reward 1: The "God-Level Parkour" skill has been converted from a trial card to a permanent binding! The host has acquired physical memory and instinctive reactions at the ceiling level of human extreme sports!]

[Bonus Reward 2: Top-tier high-tech blind box lottery x1, already added to your inventory, please use it at a later time.]

The main quest "Redemption: The Puppet" is now available.

[Stage Goal: To take Shen Qingci away from Jiangcheng and to a distant place she has never been before.]

[Note: The target's psychological trauma is at level S, and cannot be cured by a single act of redemption. Please continue to monitor the target's condition; more resources will be unlocked as progress is made.]

Over 30,000 reputation points were credited to my account.

Chen Lang lay in the sandpit, his back aching as if he had been run over by a truck, but he couldn't help but smirk.

He hadn't fully figured out what reputation points were actually for, but the permanent parkour skill was ingrained in his bones—that was the real hard currency.

Cool.

Shen Qingci, nestled in his arms, hiccuped from crying.

A dull ache settled in my chest, each breath accompanied by a sharp, trembling sound.

Eighteen years.

Chen Lang didn't know how she had survived the past eighteen years, but based on those few WeChat messages on her phone screen just now...

He could probably picture a scene that would send his blood pressure soaring—

A daughter raised like a puppet.

Scoring 720 points is not a ticket to freedom, but a thicker chain.

The comments section is still going crazy.

I'm totally emotional right now. Is the price of 720 points an extra life?

[Any brothers in Jiangcheng? Please, I'm begging you, go call the police!]

[It's already been reported! My friend is on the bridge and said the traffic police have blocked the road!]

Chen Lang, you're a god! I'll kowtow to you!

What will happen to this girl...? Isn't going back to hell...?

[Waaaaah, I was forced to study by my family too. Seeing those messages from her mother made me tremble all over...]

Shen Qingci's sobs gradually subsided, turning into silent trembling.

Chen Lang didn't urge her.

The sandpit made his spine creak, but he didn't move.

If you move your arms even slightly at this moment, the frightened bird in your arms will probably bristle with fur.

Just as the atmosphere was finally beginning to calm down—

Ring ring ring ring—

A piercing cell phone ringtone, loud enough to make your teeth ache, came from the direction of the bridge pier.

Chen Lang turned his head to look.

When Shen Qingci fell off the bridge, her phone flew off with her, probably blown by the wind to the edge of the beach.

That damn phone was incredibly resilient; the screen was still lit up.

The caller ID displayed two large characters.

mom.

Shen Qingci, who was in his arms, stiffened, and all her trembling stopped in an instant.

Tears still clung to her face, and her pupils suddenly contracted.