Chapter 134: Adrenaline Ascension (Part One)

The DBH-sponsored gear was a full set, including a top-tier downhill longboard. The 1. -meter board had smooth, flowing lines; its high-hardness, wear-resistant wheels felt unmistakably premium. A matte black carbon fiber full-face helmet covered most of his face, its visor glinting coldly, paired with a custom-fitted downhill suit and knee pads—every piece of the outfit radiated aggressive style.

After putting on the gear, he swapped the visor for a Red Bull one. The moment he looked into the mirror, his usual gentleness vanished, replaced by raw wildness and a faint aura of pressure. Su Huan, beside him, felt her heart race and nearly reached out to touch him.

"Cool!"

"Heh," Qin Yun said smugly, "Of course. The campus heartthrob of North Information Science isn't called that for nothing."

Surprisingly, Su Huan only murmured "Mm," without retorting as she usually did. Qin Yun glanced at her, didn't dwell on it, and after adjusting the gear, casually took it off.

The dusk hadn't deepened yet, but the scenic area, usually quiet at this hour, was unusually noisy. More and more people rushed up the mountain, heads turning, eyes eager. Strangers nodded to each other and instantly struck up conversations.

One man, unable to contain his curiosity, stopped a hurried passerby: "Bro, what are you looking for? Did a star show up at Miaofeng Mountain?"

"Star?" The man sneered. "Dogs don't chase stars. I'm here for Brother Qin."

"Brother Qin?" The questioner looked baffled.

"Never mind if you don't know. This Brother Qin's hiding deep. I'll ask at a guesthouse."

As more fans arrived at Miaofeng Mountain, they felt like they'd found their tribe, clustering together, excitedly chatting away.

But as darkness fell, someone sharp-eyed noticed park staff urging remaining visitors to leave.

"Sorry, sorry—the area will be closed tomorrow morning. Please descend for now."

"Closed?" A fan froze, then realized, "Is it because Brother Qin's doing a downhill run? Did they shut the mountain?"

"Obviously," another fan said matter-of-factly. "Downhill speed's so fast—if there are tourists, it's way too dangerous."

"Does Brother Qin have that much clout? Can he just get the mountain shut down?"

"Did he pay them off?"

"Hey, brother, do you know why they're closing the mountain?" Someone grabbed a park worker.

The worker replied: "Wu Ha is filming here tomorrow morning. We just got the order to clear the area."

"Wu Ha? Filming in Beijing?"

The news spread fast—ten told a hundred, a hundred told a thousand—reaching every fan who'd rushed here.

"If Wu Ha's filming, what about Brother Qin? Is his livestream getting canceled?"

"Ruined. All this for nothing. Brother Qin's clout doesn't beat Wu Ha's production team."

"Quick, check Weibo—what's going on?"

"Could Wu Ha have invited Brother Qin to join?"

"What are you dreaming about?"

Before bed, Qin Yun saw the fans' questions. He thought for a moment and pinned his latest comment: Tomorrow morning, 8: 0. Don't miss it.

This non-answer reassured the arriving fans—at least, no matter what Wu Ha did, Brother Qin's livestream was still on.

At that moment, a post from Wu Ha's official Weibo account made Qin Yun's downhill livestream go viral.

【Wu Ha Team @Chen He @Deng Chao @Lu Han @Lao Fan @Bao Shi @Wang Mian will witness the birth of a legend—@Qin Yun】

Every member of Wu Ha Team, though not megastars, had substantial fanbases.

Especially Lu Han, Chen He, and Deng Chao—their national recognition was sky-high. Combined, their fans' attention created a qualitative leap.

Qin Yun turned on Do Not Disturb mode and had no idea his Weibo followers were skyrocketing at an abnormal rate. In no time, he fell fast asleep.

Since gaining the Check-in System, his sleep quality had steadily improved, and he could now gradually control how quickly he fell asleep.

In fact, if he wanted, he could fall asleep instantly anywhere.

This "non-skill" allowed him to recover his body fastest, even in harsh environments.

…

Dawn barely broke, barely past six. Qin Yun had already washed up. Su Huan hurried over with her phone: "The area's sealed off, but Director Li says fans—yours and Wu Ha's—will be let in together, kept behind the barriers."

Qin Yun nodded. He knew it was for show, and he didn't care.

"Director Li also arranged a car for you. We can drive straight to the summit."

"No," Qin Yun shook his head. "We walk up. Let's confirm everything one last time. And we'll turn on all the cameras along the way—saves you checking each one later."

"Alright, your call."

They ate little—just one egg, one slice of bread, and a bottle of milk for breakfast.

As they left the guesthouse, Qin Yun's main drone flew steadily ahead.

Though the official downhill run was still two hours away, he chose to go live now.

As the livestream lit up, fans already waiting on his homepage flooded in.

"Wow, I'm first! Sofa!"

"Hahaha, I knew Brother Qin would start early. Caught him!"

"Brother Qin, which guesthouse are you at?"

"Looking forward, looking forward! Brother Qin, go for it! Succeed! Stay safe!"

"140 km/h? Just thinking about it scares me—I'd be trembling right now."

"Third leg?"

Watching comments, likes, and gifts, Qin Yun smiled and waved.

"Friends, good morning. I'm Qin Yun—a temporary downhill longboard enthusiast."

Viewers in the livestream burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, I knew Brother Qin would switch roles today."

"666. Temporary worker status keeps piling up. What can't Brother Qin do?"

"I'm defeated."

"Brother Qin is invincible."

"Right now, I'm outside the Miaofeng Mountain scenic area, heading toward it. At 8: 0 this morning, I'll begin a challenge: a downhill run from Miaofeng Mountain, reaching a peak speed of 140 km/h."

"Brother Qin!"

At that moment, a shout came from nearby. Qin Yun looked up—several figures waved excitedly from outside a guesthouse.

Qin Yun waved back: "Haha, I've been spotted. Fans already found me."

The man sprinted over, gave Su Huan a stunned glance, then fell in behind Qin Yun.

"Brother Qin, keep going. Ignore me—I'll just follow you. Heh."

His voice streamed live, prompting fans already at Miaofeng Mountain to comment.

"Holy shit, bro, which guesthouse? Tell us your location!"

"Yeah, don't hoard it—we want to bump into Brother Qin too!"

"Hahaha, I saw Brother Qin too! I saw him!"

As Qin Yun neared Miaofeng Mountain's entrance, more and more people spotted him. His following grew steadily—by the time he reached the mountain fork, nearly a hundred fans trailed him.

The mountain wind carried chill, but couldn't cool the fans' enthusiasm.

At the entrance, park staff were already present—and Wu Ha's production team had also stationed personnel there.

Qin Yun spoke with them and learned all fans would be managed collectively; he only needed to handle himself.

Su Huan hung up her call and approached Qin Yun: "Director Li's team has left. They'll meet us at the summit."

Qin Yun nodded, turned to the crowd of male and female fans, and briefly explained the situation.

Everyone assured him: Do whatever you want. Don't worry about us.

"Saw the real Brother Qin—so damn cool. Holy crap, he's three percent hotter than me."

"He's genuinely handsome—tall, gorgeous. I doubt anyone in entertainment beats him. But what I envy most isn't his looks—it's the girl beside him. So beautiful."

"With that face, why not join entertainment? Why be a streamer?"

"Brother Qin's aura is so rugged and hard—it makes me want to throw myself at him."

"You pervert upstairs! Daring to flirt with Brother Qin? I'll crush you with my demon-slaying mace!"

"Bring it! I'm not scared. Let's find a guesthouse and duel!"

"Fine, let's go."

Before ascending, Qin Yun waved: "Thank you all for coming here to support me. With your backing, I'll succeed."

With that, Qin Yun and Su Huan crossed the barrier and walked up the road toward the mountain.

The mountain temperature was low—around freezing—and dropped further with altitude.

But according to weather forecasts, by 8: 0, morning dew and cold would dissipate with the rising sun, so slippery conditions wouldn't affect the downhill run.

Qin Yun sent his drone higher, shifting the view from mid-range to wide-angle.

In the process, Su Huan's figure appeared in the frame.

"Holy shit, hot girl."

"Three minutes—I want details on that girl."

"Brother Qin's got it good—this girl's stunning."

"23333."

"Brother Qin's not human—hoarding such a beauty all to himself."

As they climbed, they periodically activated cameras along the path. Each activated camera fed its feed into the main drone.

"For this livestream, I specially ordered these cameras from DJI. I placed them along the route. When the official run starts, my main unit can switch seamlessly between them—giving full, unobstructed views of my condition. These cameras also act as speedometers, feeding real-time speed data to the livestream."

Overnight, the road had gathered more pebbles and fallen leaves. They walked while clearing debris. By the time they reached the summit, it was 7: 0.

Meanwhile, Wu Ha's production team began organizing the fans.

Soon, a car arrived, stopped quickly, and several crew members got out. Then more cars rolled up from below—the production team's vehicles.

As the cars halted, several familiar figures stepped out one by one.

Who else could it be but the Wuha Team?

Qin Yun immediately stepped forward and greeted each of them.

Under the cameras, everyone appeared dignified, each smiling warmly, revealing not the slightest hint of their true thoughts.

Perhaps some genuinely admired him, perhaps others thought it was mere showmanship—but none of this affected Qin Yun; as long as they maintained surface courtesy, that was enough. If they proved easy to talk to, he wouldn't object to becoming friends with them, like Chen He.

He didn't believe people in the entertainment industry were superior to others.

It was merely due to differences in how they consumed content that entertainers gained a larger fan base.

"Brother Qin, come quickly and take a photo with me."

Deng Chao ran over with his phone, beaming with excitement.

With him setting the example, the others soon gathered around too, each taking a photo with Qin Yun, and finally even a group photo was taken.

Since he had agreed to Li Lin's request, Qin Yun naturally cooperated fully with their recording.

He had no script, but Chen He and the others had clearly rehearsed beforehand—each question they posed carried a clear, deliberate purpose.

As it neared eight o'clock, Qin Yun's live stream had already reached five hundred thousand viewers, and the number was still rising rapidly. At this rate, by the time the official challenge began, it would surely exceed one million.

This level of appeal thrilled the top executives at Douyin, who were closely monitoring the stream. They could already imagine how the popularity would skyrocket once the wilderness survival program premiered.

As the seconds ticked by, the camera slowly focused, until only he remained in frame.

"Friends, I'm Qin Yun, a temporary longboard downhill enthusiast. The challenge for this live stream is about to begin." Qin Yun's voice came through the microphone, steady and powerful.

"Longboard downhill is the ultimate extreme sport, but it's never reckless—it's a battle against oneself, a dialogue with the wind. Today, let's ride the wind together, honoring our passion and every expectation placed upon us."

In the frame, Qin Yun, clad in his sleek gear, radiated a sharpening edge even through the lens.

"Cool!"

"Brother Qin, go for it!"

"Damn, even as a guy, I think Brother Qin is insanely hot."

"Weibo's trending already—Brother Qin's stream hasn't even officially started yet."

"I'm waiting—whether he lives or dies will be decided in just a few minutes."

Far away, Su Wan clenched her fists tightly, her expression tense—this was her first time watching Qin Yun's live stream in person.

The tension made her heart race.

"You must succeed, you must succeed."