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

Chen Lang used his fingertips to pry open the clasp on the mask.

Shen Qingci flipped up her goggles, revealing her eyes that shone in the morning light.

He didn't look any further, casually striding across the massive vehicle and landing steadily in the driver's seat.

The moment I sat down, a very thin beam of cold blue light appeared in the center of the dashboard.

The beam of light swept precisely across Chen Lang's iris, and a ring of flowing green indicator lights quickly appeared around the edge of the dial.

A deep, synthesized electronic voice emanated from a hidden speaker inside the car.

[Iris recognition successful, identity confirmed: sole owner. Black Knight system fully unlocked, awaiting your command.]

Chen Lang smirked and casually patted the fuel tank.

"good."

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

Wait a minute! This vehicle also has intelligent AI?! The iris recognition is exactly the same as the one used on the Titan heavy truck!

[Wake up! The number of vehicles nationwide that have received Level 5 autonomous driving permits is counted on the ministry's list by the number of vehicles! And Lang Ge alone has two of them?!]

So what exactly is Lang Ge's background? Is he a second-generation military officer? An unofficial researcher at a research institute? Or a specially appointed member of the national team? I'm full of questions.

Chen Lang casually pressed the embedded start button in the center of the handlebar with his right thumb.

The honeycomb array at the rear of the locomotive suddenly lit up with a dark blue pulse of flame.

A deep rumble shook the ground, and the leaves of the bamboo forest ten meters away fluttered down.

Several tourists who were making coffee by hand in the campsite accidentally spilled the scalding liquid all over the ground.

Shen Qingci pursed her lips and, mimicking Chen Lang, climbed onto the back seat.

Her movements were a little awkward, but they were efficient and decisive.

The hem of her white knitted sweater was lifted by the morning breeze, and she reached out to press it down, her body tense after sitting down.

Instead of wrapping her arms around Chen Lang's waist, she reached out with both hands and gripped the hidden carbon fiber handlebar at the rear of the motorcycle tightly until her knuckles turned white.

A full fist's width of space was firmly between the two.

The levitating ball transmits the ultra-high-definition image back to the live stream room.

The screen was filled with a barrage of comments that kept refreshing.

[This is hilarious! With that huge fist between you, Qingci, are you taking the bus?]

[The school beauty's last act of defiance: Even though I've entrusted my life to you, I still need to maintain social distancing.]

[I'm so anxious! Brother Lang, are you even a man?! Just grab her hand and put it on her waist! The head-pressing squad is ready to go!]

Immediately afterwards, several hardcore technical comments with yellow V certifications completely overwhelmed the commotion from the other users.

[Extreme Motorbike Alliance - Liu Ge (V): This riding posture on the back is extremely dangerous. With the grab handlebars facing backwards, the center of gravity is completely suspended in the air. The exhaust sound of this motorcycle is absolutely ferocious; with a cornering angle exceeding fifteen degrees, the back passenger will almost certainly be thrown off.]

[AllRiders Motorcycle Channel (V): I second that. Reversing your grip on the handlebars is like turning yourself into a cantilever beam; acceleration and inertia rely entirely on your wrists. Human muscles simply can't lock it in place. Riding like this with a beginner is suicidal.]

There was a bearded man in a motorcycle jacket near the campsite; he was clearly an expert.

He abruptly threw away the cigarette butt, stomped it out, and rushed forward two steps.

The bearded man yelled at Chen Lang, "Hey kid, stop showing off! Your car's idle sound is weird, the torque is way too high! It's too dangerous for that girl to be holding on like that, one stomp and her wrist will dislocate and fly off!"

The atmosphere in the live stream was instantly ignited.

To be honest, I'm on the side of the haters this time. It's really not safe, I'm not kidding.

[Brother Lang, don't risk a girl's life for a show just to create a livestream effect! Is it so hard to get her to move closer to you?!]

[They were so doting before, and now they're turning a blind eye? We just became fans and there's already a warning of their image collapsing?]

Chen Lang leaned against the handlebars and tilted his head slightly, glancing at the left rearview mirror.

Shen Qingci sat upright in the mirror, her hands tightly clasped behind her back, her fingertips already trembling.

She clearly heard the shouts around her and knew she should move forward, but her stubbornness made her freeze in place.

Chen Lang looked away, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips.

He had no intention of turning around to preach any grand principles; he simply pressed the bright red physical button on the inside of the handle with his left thumb.

The folded air deflectors on both sides of the nose instantly pressed down.

The color temperature of the electronic instrument dial surged from a deep blue to a scarlet red, and the tachometer needle approached the redline.

The airflow from the exhaust port suddenly became scalding hot and violent.

The grass within three meters behind was flattened by the strong wind, and fine sand and gravel flew outwards with a crackling sound.

Everyone in the camp retreated in unison.

The sarcastic comments in the live stream disappeared abruptly.

Chen Lang said in a low voice, "Hold on tight."

He twisted the accelerator sharply with his right hand.

The hydrogen-electric hybrid pulse engine instantly unleashed its maximum torque, kicking up large amounts of gravel from the rear wheels.

The terrifying push-back feeling of accelerating from 0 to 100 km/h in 1.9 seconds suddenly came crashing down, and Shen Qingci's body was violently pulled backward uncontrollably by the violent inertia.

The distance she had been deliberately maintaining instantly vanished.

With a short gasp, the girl's fingers, which were tightly gripping the handrail, loosened as if she had been electrocuted.

In order to avoid being thrown off balance, her two slender arms, driven by the instinct for survival, suddenly stretched forward and tightly gripped Chen Lang's waist.

Her entire face slammed into the back of his thick, wide windbreaker, without missing a beat.

A sudden gust of wind filled my ears, and the surrounding scenery was stretched into a blurry stream of light.

The man in her arms had a firm, muscular waist and abdomen, exuding an unshakeable explosive power.

Shen Qingci didn't let go; instead, she tightened her grip, pressing her cheek firmly against the windproof fabric.

Chen Lang felt the sudden tightening around his waist, and the smile in his eyes widened completely.

He took his left hand off the handlebars for half a second, patted the back of his other hand lightly twice, and then gripped the handlebars again.

The silver-black motorcycle roared forward.

The live stream chat exploded after a brief downtime.

[Holy crap, she hugged him! The hardcore head-pressing squad sends their congratulations!]

[Chen Lang, you bastard! A 0-100 km/h acceleration time of 1.9 seconds? You clearly calculated the physics of inertia! You're a max-level academic failure who used all his physics knowledge to flirt with girls, huh?!]

[That was a perfect display of swagger! He didn't even bother to look back and complain; he just stepped on the gas and taught them a lesson!]

[I'm a hater, I'm coming clean, I'm not hating anymore, what's with this damn sense of security?!]

The mountain path receded wildly beneath our feet.

The bend is approaching.

Chen Lang extended his right knee outward and leaned his body to the left.

The motorcycle drew a violent arc along the ground, leaning at an angle of nearly forty degrees, its tires screeching as they rubbed against the road.

Shen Qingci tightened his arms around his waist, his whole body moving in tandem with his movements, their centers of gravity perfectly aligned.

As he exited the turn, Chen Lang freed his left hand and reached back.

Rough fingertips covered Shen Qingci's trembling hand and patted it twice slowly and steadily.

Shen Qingci loosened her grip slightly, but then stubbornly tightened it again the next second.

Inside the helmet, she bit her lower lip and buried her face even deeper.

The wind couldn't get in; there was only a faint scent of pine and soap on the jacket.

The silver-black motorcycle roared out of the last stretch of mountain road, and the view suddenly opened up.

The ring road around the lake stretches out like a silver ribbon in the sunlight, with snow-capped Cangshan Mountain on the left and the shimmering waters of Erhai Lake on the right.

The speed gradually decreased from 180 to 80, then to 60, and the raging wind in my ears turned into a gentle breeze.

Shen Qingci still didn't let go, and Chen Lang let her hold him.

The levitating ball raised the viewing angle, and the sunlight stretched the shadows of the two people very long, overlapping perfectly on the asphalt road.

The screen was already covered with comments.

[The most memorable sweet moments of the year! Who agrees and who disagrees!!]

[Tomato official, please make me some merchandise! I want a figure of this scene! If you can't make it, I'll make one myself!]

[Trending topics predicted: #PhysicalSweetness# #SweetHug# #ChenLangShenQingResignsFromCoastalRoad#]

Chen Lang looked straight ahead, kept his right hand steady on the accelerator, and pulled his left hand back on the handlebars.

Through the windbreaker, the heartbeat behind me gradually calmed down, and my breathing became even.

A sign appeared at the intersection ahead: turn left for Dali Old Town, turn right for Xizhou Old Town.

Chen Lang slowed down, and his nonchalant voice came through the helmet communicator.

"Shen, please choose one."

There was a two-second silence behind me.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly nasal voice came through the communicator.

"It's your decision."

She paused, then added.

"Anyway, you won't let me fall."

Chen Lang chuckled briefly, then pressed the accelerator and turned right.

The wind lifted the hem of Shen Qingci's clothes.

She slowly opened her eyes. To her left was the shimmering Erhai Lake, and to her right was the dense forest of Cangshan Mountain.

Under the helmet, the corners of her mouth gradually curved upwards.

Meanwhile, on the expressway leading from Dali city to the foot of Cangshan Mountain.

A black Toyota Alphard was mixed in with the traffic.

Wang Rui, the operations director of Xingyao Interactive Entertainment, sat in the back row, his eyes fixed on the live broadcast screen on the tablet.

When he saw the locomotive slide out of the rear of the heavy truck, he sat up straight.

"This car..." Wang Rui pointed to a close-up of the exhaust pipes on the screen, "...hydrogen-electric hybrid pulse drive? It's not even on the list of domestically produced automakers!"

The data manager next to him was typing furiously on the keyboard.

The screen's glow shone on his face, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Director, I just checked the global database, zero match." The data manager's voice was weak. "This car is definitely a non-public laboratory prototype of some military or top car company. Just like that floating live broadcast ball in the sky, it doesn't exist on the market."

Wang Rui fell completely silent.

He flew to Dali overnight, carrying what he considered a lucrative S-level betting contract, intending to use his superior capital stance to recruit this amateur streamer.

A custom-made heavy truck worth tens of millions of dollars, a top-secret hover test machine, and a prototype heavy motorcycle that is unique in the world.

If these three things were to fall, even a fool could see how deep the water was.

The data manager wiped his sweat and probed.

"Director, this kid definitely has powerful connections. Should we retreat today? What if we offend someone we can't afford to mess with..."

Wang Rui tossed the tablet aside and pinched his brow hard.

"Get out of here my ass."

He loosened his suit tie, his expression serious.

"But that condescending, money-spending approach is absolutely unacceptable. Young masters of this caliber hate it when people use them as tools to make money. Trying to disgust people with a gambling contract will only lead to their demise."

"Let's put the contract aside for now. The situation is unclear, and we don't even know what he wants."

Wang Rui looked up at the driver in the front seat.

"Find a spacious, unobstructed spot ahead and pull over to the side of the road."

The driver paused for a moment.

"Aren't we heading towards Xizhou? Should we wait for them at the intersection ahead?"

"Why are you blocking the intersection?" Wang Rui slapped the back of the driver's seat. "Someone's racing with a girl, and you're driving a van to stake out the intersection? Don't you want to get yourself killed already?"

"Park the car first. I'll try to sound him out through my connections. We'll set off once he agrees to meet."

Wang Rui straightened his tie, completely abandoning his arrogant demeanor as a capital operator.

"Let's lower our stance today and treat it as a courtesy visit. As long as we can leave a good impression on this gentleman, this trip to Dali will have been worthwhile."