Chapter 90: Right, white

White soon launched a photo wall activity on the waves. All Stanford students who register on Langshang with their real identities can let others vote for their photos by putting their photos on the photo wall.
Usually, under such a model, the interpersonal relationship on campus is the widest, and those who are dubbed "Communicative Prince" by classmates are most popular. There is another type of people who are equally popular, that is, those who look good and are favored by students of the opposite sex.
For these people, reaching the top fifty or even the top twenty is more than enough. It is not limited to a college. People who usually have many friends are very popular in every college.
But the problem is that there are 20 people in the top 20. And the first three, only three. First, there is only one person. Everyone wants to get the first place and become a person who hangs on the homepage of Lang website for a long time.
But this is difficult.
There are quite a few people in Stanford who are recognized as socialists. How to break out of these people? This is probably less than when you graduated from high school, the chance of receiving buttons from female classmates is even lower.
What White created is such an environment of fierce competition.
People need to constantly promote themselves in order to break through the encirclement and make themselves reach the top.
The deadline that White designed for this event was one week. Seven days, say long is not long, say short is not short. In the case of a fixed number of 500 registrations every day, the figure can reach three thousand five in one week.
This is just the general case.
Once the photo wall event is launched, more and more people will sign up for this website because of people's publicity efforts.
For example, this is easy to understand. People like Ma Lian, they hope to be surrounded by stars, they hope they are the center of the world, they hope to get the most approval rate, and they can be seen by more people. To satisfy the inner vanity.
What White grasped was the vanity of their so-called socialists. Because of competition, different means will be used. Even friends in the dormitory who have never played electronic social software.
They usually admonish those nerd friends like this: "It only takes a second to complete the registration. It won't take you long. This is just a matter of effort."
They used such sweet words to coax their friends to open accounts and register personal information. Going through all of this, just to vote for their photos.
Seeing the increase in the number of votes, Ma Lian felt satisfied. The real profit is White. Since the launch of the photo wall, the number of daily registrations has increased by at least one time. According to statistics from the background program, they spent three times longer on this website than on the first day.
The increasing volume of these data allows White to see the future of Lang's development. In order to count these data, White used the whiteboard in the computer classroom to sort out the concept of the program as the object of statistics.
In the classroom where the curtains are closed all the year round, the door is opened, and the smell of computer dust floats, White usually sits on the ground, holding a pen in his hand, and rubbing the forms on the whiteboard.
When I came to the computer classroom, I have to mention the black-haired Victoria's Secret Angel Evelyn Crowton who had been concerned before.
auzw.com White has not seen the registration information about Evelyn on the waves. White thought that Evelyn only came to Stanford for public classes occasionally, or just for work. Victoria's Secret Angel's annual salary for one year really does not require her to continue studying to make money.
But White was wrong.
What White did not expect was the fifth day of the launch of the photo wall.
As always, White came to the abandoned computer classroom. He took out the key, opened the door, and was about to go in, but saw Evelyn. Yes, it's Evelyn.
She seems to have never been afraid of the cold, wearing a short cropped dress and a black jacket. Evelyn put her hair down and dropped it on her shoulders. No, not at the shoulder. Her hair was combed only with a lamb's tail, and when she put it down, it only reached the base of her ears.
Evelyn’s eyes are blue, but her skin is white and her hair is black. And she is not like a normal North American girl. She has three-dimensional features, but she has a cold expression.
White opened the door and gave way to the side.
Evelyn walked by him and swept White with those very lazy and thin eyes with the slightly drooping upper eyelids.
"It's been a long time since I saw you." White said, "I haven't had time to say that after I went to Stanford Hospital last time, Sarah...No, to be precise, after you left. Sarah told me. She said you were her idol. I knew your name from Sara. Evelyn."
Evelyn said, "Really?" Sit down where she had been sitting.
"I'm here, will I bother you?"
"No." Evelyn turned on the computer.
White was standing on the podium, and his eyes could be scanned clearly on Evelyn's table. There were several books on her desk, and White's gaze swept across them.
Language learning. Advanced programming courses.
"It just so happens that I am a computer professional. If you have a programming question, you can ask me. I will try my best to answer." White said. White sat on the white board again, preparing to continue the statistics, but heard Evelyn's voice from behind.
"I know you. White Engelson." Evelyn said, "You designed the popular LUMBLAR at Stanford now. I know everything."
White was slightly surprised, but felt that with Evelyn's eyesight, he could indeed see it. White wrote today's one thousand in the form, and said: "Since you know me, you must also know about the secret theft, right? If I publish my identity now, everything is in vain."
"Of course I know." Evelyn said, "People always think like this, whether they are young or adult. Even Stanford University students are inevitable. Their behavior is always affected by public opinion. ."
White said: "The public's vision is critical. They will only stare at the worst places, and then use all means to attack it. Like famous figures in history, such as President Clinton. People mention his At that time, I wouldn't talk about his feats. Instead, I would hold on to his lingering and peachy news."
"Yes. Yes." Evelyn said, "But when these are put on Hoover, they become trivial things. Even if he has a private photo of the President's wife, what about it? Who can take him? How is it in that era. Right, White."