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

The morning market was packed with people.

Long Shao held Ye Xingyu's wrist tightly, a condescending smirk playing on his lips.

The hair on the back of my neck suddenly stood on end.

This feeling was so eerie, like some wild beast had its eyes on the back of his head, ready to pounce and bite off his neck at any moment.

Long Shao's back stiffened, and his fingers unconsciously loosened their grip slightly.

He quickly scanned his surroundings.

All I could see were tourists jostling around and couples taking selfies.

Nobody paid any attention to him.

The smoky aroma of fried dough sticks wafted back, and the vendors' shouts became clearer.

Long Shao gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the creepy intuition.

I didn't sleep well last night; I was too tense.

He gripped Ye Xingyu's wrist tightly again and raised his chin.

"Control your expression."

He bluntly uttered a harsh remark.

As soon as the restraints were loosened, Su Niannian pushed her assistant away.

She retreated too quickly and bumped her back against the blue brick wall, getting covered in white dust.

She stared at Long Shao, biting her lower lip until it bled.

"What right do you have to touch her!"

The broken voice of the question echoed in the narrow alley.

Where were you when her heart stopped beating yesterday?

"Where were you when they pulled her from the sea and performed CPR?"

"She just crawled back from the brink of death, and the first thing you did was force her to go to work injured. You have no heart at all!"

Long Shao was so humiliated by the shout that his inexplicable fear instantly turned into a raging inferno.

He turned his head, his face flushed red.

"Try saying it again."

Su Niannian's chest heaved violently, but she stubbornly refused to take a single step back.

Ye Xingyu lowered her eyelashes, and several purplish-red finger marks on her pale wrist were shocking.

She pulled her wrists back into her sleeve, her voice trembling.

"Niannian, that's enough."

The tears welled up in Su Niannian's eyes and finally burst forth.

Ye Xingyu didn't look up, her fingertips digging tightly into the seams of her skirt.

Long Shao snorted coldly and tugged at Richard Miller's wrist with satisfaction.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of two people standing on the perimeter.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker without any markings, had a black stud in his left ear, and a silver-gray metal ball floating above his head.

Beside him was a long-haired girl wearing a white flower wreath that cost ten yuan and was sold on three streets.

Two country bumpkins traveling on a shoestring budget.

Long Shao grinned, his leather shoes crunching over the bluestone slabs, and stopped two meters away.

He raised his chin and deliberately shook the million-dollar watch face.

"Do you know the rules?"

"Xingyao Interactive Entertainment has booked this entire venue today."

"Take that piece of junk off your head and get away from it."

The metal levitation ball operated silently, and with 200,000 people watching the live stream, the screen was instantly flooded with question marks.

[What?! Did this guy leave his brain in the toilet?]

[The young master of Xingyao? Last night, your Director Wang was kneeling and calling Lang Ge "daddy" in the comments section, and today the Crown Prince himself is visiting his grave?]

[Qin Feng, the incompetent fool: Good heavens, I'll weld your coffin lid shut beforehand. You dare tell my master to get lost? I'll scatter your ashes into Erhai Lake later.]

[Wait a minute! The camera panned across her! The girl crying next to the girl in the yellow dress has red marks all over her wrists!]

[Qin Feng (Ignorant and Incompetent): @All members, everyone hold on tight, Master is about to get to work.]

[Classic action-packed segment! Countdown: three, two, one!]

Chen Lang had his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, his back slightly hunched, exuding a lazy, roguish air.

He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Long Shao's face.

Deep in my mind, a pale blue virtual panel silently unfolded.

[Absolute Insight] is activated instantly.

The cold, flowing data stream swept down deep into my pupils.

[Target: Long Yu (Heir to Xingyao Interactive Entertainment)]

[Core driving force: A morbid desire for conquest and vanity.]

[Actual ability: Pure waste, relying on capital to promote him.]

[Psychological stress threshold: Extremely low.]

[Behavioral assessment: Addicted to violence against the weak, but instantly cowers when faced with strength.]

Chen Lang withdrew his gaze, his thin lips moving slightly.

"Idiot."

The voice wasn't loud, and it didn't carry any vulgar emotions, yet it clearly struck everyone's ears.

The sneer on Long Shao's face froze.

The bodyguard in black behind him suddenly turned around.

Su Niannian, who was squatting against the wall, suddenly raised her head.

A black windbreaker, a sharp jawline, and a black earring that gleamed with a cold light.

The image perfectly overlaps with the one from yesterday, when he forcefully dragged Xingyu back to the human world amidst the raging rip current.

Su Niannian gripped the hem of her skirt tightly at her knees, her knuckles cracking.

Long Shao's brow twitched violently, and suppressed anger surged to his head.

Just as he was about to lash out, his gaze shifted and he bumped right into the face next to Chen Lang.

Her skin was fair and cool-toned without any makeup, her long hair was blown about by the wind, and her jawline was clean and sharp.

It's cold, aloof, and exudes a fragile quality that makes you want to destroy it.

Long Shao paused for half a second, his gaze sweeping over Shen Qingci without restraint.

"That's interesting."

He raised his hand, adorned with rings, and pointed at Shen Qingci.

"Little beauty, what can you possibly gain by following such a poor loser?"

"Come be my passenger, and I'll shower you with resources to promote you."

"Gain over a million followers in a month, and you can pick any bag you want."

Before he could finish speaking...

Shen Qingci pulled her arm away, letting go of Chen Lang's grasp, and took half a step forward.

The pair of black leather shoes made a dull thud as they stepped on the bluestone slabs.

She stood perfectly in front of Chen Lang, her chin slightly raised to meet his gaze.

There was no fear or panic in his eyes or brows.

There was only an absolute indifference, and a stubbornness deep in his eyes, like that of someone protecting their food.

"I choose who I'm with."

The wind lifted the hem of her white skirt, making a crisp sound.

"It's none of your business to tell us what to do."

The hustle and bustle of the morning market seemed to have been muted, with only the buzzing of the fill lights remaining.

The live stream chat paused for three seconds, then exploded.

[Aaaaaah! Qingci is protecting her husband!]

[That socially awkward girl, too shy to even speak while buying breakfast, stood up to the powerful heir of a wealthy family for Chen Lang!]

[That possessive look in her eyes! She's the only one who can lean on Lang Ge like a solid wall!]

Long Shao's face contorted with grotesque features, and the veins on his neck bulged out.

He'd been used to throwing money at people since he was a child, and today, in front of so many people, he was publicly humiliated by a girl wearing a flower wreath from a street vendor.

His back molars were grinding together, making a clicking sound.

"You're asking for it."

He raised his right hand and slapped Shen Qingci across the face with a whooshing sound.

Shen Qingci stood still.

He didn't dodge, didn't close his eyes, and his back was straight like a javelin.

The hand hovered in mid-air, just three centimeters from her cheek.

A dull thud that made your teeth ache.

Chen Lang's hand was pulled out at some point, and his five fingers gripped Long Shao's wrist tightly.

No nonsense, no warnings.

Chen Lang tightened his fingers and pressed his wrist down.

A crisp snapping sound.

The sound of dislocated joints echoed through the narrow alley.

"ah!!!"

Long Shao's screams instantly changed tone.

The immense pressure traveled through his wrists and throughout his body, causing his knees to buckle and him to slam heavily onto the bluestone slab with a thud.

Cold sweat soaked my back.

Su Niannian covered her mouth tightly, choking back her scream.

Ye Xingyu stood frozen in place, her gaze fixed on Chen Lang's back.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed his wrist.

The scorching heat of the rain jacket fabric from yesterday's friction in the icy seawater still lingers there.

Chen Lang looked down at the people kneeling at his feet.

That face, which always wore a nonchalant smile, was completely expressionless at this moment.

He pressed his wrist down another half inch.

Long Shao's face contorted in pain, and his arrogant cursing turned into a hoarse, whistling scream.

Chen Lang leaned slightly forward, his voice as soft as the wind.

You can't even look at her.

Long Shao knelt on the bluestone slab, his right wrist bent outward at an odd angle, large beads of sweat falling onto his shirt.

Two meters away, two bodyguards in black seemed to wake from a dream and instinctively stepped forward.

Chen Lang did not turn around.

He merely glanced sideways, his eyes scanning the area out of the corner of his eye.

The two 1.9-meter-tall bodyguards were instantly frozen in place.

Those eyes were so cold, carrying the bloody scent of someone who had truly taken lives.

The bodyguards' calves were trembling, and none of them dared to take another step forward.

Su Niannian pressed herself against the wall, tears blurring her vision.

She gasped for breath, clutching Ye Xingyu's skirt tightly, afraid to let go, lest this miraculous salvation turn into an illusion.

Long Shao caught his breath, but the pain made his vision go black.

He raised his left hand, trembling, and pointed at Chen Lang.

"You're finished..."

"You dare touch anyone from Xingyao Interactive Entertainment? One phone call from me and you and this woman will disappear completely from the internet!"

Chen Lang lowered his eyes and looked at him.

"A ban?"

He repeated the two words on the tip of his tongue and chuckled softly.

The contempt in laughter is more painful than a direct slap in the face.

At this moment, the morning market was already surrounded by layers of tourists.

Countless mobile phone cameras were held high.

In the crowd, a young man carrying a DSLR camera stared at the suspended ball in mid-air for a few seconds, then suddenly widened his eyes.

"Holy crap, that floating ball... isn't that the livestream from the bridge jump?"

"A left earring, a black windbreaker...it's Brother Lang! The legendary Brother Lang who drives that heavy truck RV!"

A cacophony of exclamations spread like a rising tide.

"That Chen Lang who's been all the rage lately?"

"That's him! The one who jumped from the 60-meter unprotected bridge!"

These words came crashing down on me clearly.

Long Shao's expression froze completely, his left hand hovering in mid-air, unsure whether to put it down or raise it.

My brain completely shut down at that moment.

Listening to the surrounding chatter, Su Niannian slowly loosened the hem of Ye Xingyu's skirt with her fingers.

A hero who jumped off a bridge to save people.

The deity who pulled Xingyu back to earth from the seabed yesterday.

All the fragments came together at that moment.

Her nose stung with tears, and she cried more freely than ever before.

In the live stream, the chat was already filled with a blinding white light.

[Ignorant and incompetent (Qin Feng): ×15 Carnivals! The wreaths have been delivered; Young Master Long, you can choose a color for your journey!]

[This is hilarious! A nobody who got promoted because of her father's connections is publicly threatening to blacklist a hero praised by state media?]

The ant, raising its fist, warned the elephant, "You've really learned something today."

[He definitely didn't see the trending topics. Their Director Wang from Xingyao was asking to add Lang Ge on WeChat in the comments section last night!]

If Wang Rui saw this, he'd probably be banging his head against the wall in the hotel. Boss, you've really ruined our company's livelihood!

This is like kicking a titanium alloy plate; it'll shatter your toes.