Restart the Flying Age

As the "Most Popular Personal Homepage" selection activities of major colleges and universities in the capital unfolded one after another, many people, lured by generous prizes, hurriedly joined the school intranet.

Just register an account, write some content by the way, and there will be no loss anyway.

More importantly, what if there is a fire?

Although people with such ideas accounted for the majority, the masters are among the people. With material stimulation, a group of talented personal bloggers quickly emerged on the homepage of the school intranet.

In a blink of an eye, it was mid-November.

The capital ushered in the first snow of this winter. Although the snowflakes were not big, the temperature dropped a lot.

Wrapped in the down jacket sent by Shi Qianmei, Wu Tao took An Rong and held the camera together to take pictures on the Tsinghua campus after the snow.

During this period, An Rong has worked hard to increase the popularity of her blog homepage.

Wu Tao said with a smile, "What kind of prize do you want, can I just buy it for you?"

It's just that when he said this, not only did he fail to make no one smile, but he rolled his eyes instead.

"You really don't understand, why should I work hard to win prizes at this kind of activity?" An Rong asked with a grimace.

Wu Tao scratched his head, how could he not know? It's nothing more than to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, so that he can truly be worthy of the title of gifted scholar and beautiful lady.

After all, in just a few months after enrolling in school, Wu Tao's reputation in Tsinghua has reached the highest level of freshmen in all previous years.

The standard bearer of military training has been named and praised by high-ranking officials, and his reputation at the Mizuki Sword Symposium has become very famous, and so on.

In contrast, An Rong appeared as "Wu Tao's Girlfriend" every time she was mentioned by others.

This made An Rong, who had always been so strong, somewhat discouraged.

Actually Wu Tao doesn't care about these, but there is no way, An Rong cares.

"Okay, I'll help you frame the shot!" Wu Tao picked up the camera and began to ponder the scene without saying a word.

In fact, the Tsinghua Garden after the snow is full of beautiful scenery. But what An Rong wants is the one that can be published on the homepage of her personal blog and can be pushed to the top by the homepage of the school intranet.

This is not so easy.

However, such things as beautiful photos are never admired because of the beauty of the photos themselves, and more importantly, the subject matter after the photos.

So Wu Tao thought about the theme of the beauty of Tsinghua Park this morning, which reflects the unique characteristics of Tsinghua University and can form a series of snow scenes.

Ever since, the first location was the ‘Lotus Pond’ in Zhu Ziqing’s text...

At the same time, the study room on the corner of the second floor of Tsinghua University.

Hu Ning was holding a photocopy of the book he had just borrowed and was reading it carefully. Since understanding the tip of Wu Tao's iceberg, her inner urgency has become stronger and stronger.

After all, as a Tsinghua student, no one wants to be willing to stay behind.

Realizing the gap, the first thing that comes to mind is to catch up.

However, after reading these photocopied works imported from abroad, Hu Ning will post some thoughts and experiences on the homepage of his personal blog. Although she has a high and low profile, she did not write a blog to participate in the selection, but just to keep a record for herself and leave a footprint.

The classroom she was in was a small classroom, and the radiator was broken, so there were not many students in it.

When he was watching attentively, the classroom door was pushed open, and a cold wind swept in instantly.

Juning subconsciously touched his glass of boiling water to warm his hands, only to realize that it was completely cold at some point.

At this moment, she raised her head and touched Wang Xiaochuan's face.

Wang Xiaochuan sat down in the seat in the front row of her, as if by chance, took out the teaching materials from the schoolbag and looked at it.

Just turning left and right, the pages rustled, revealing obvious absent-mindedness.

"What are you looking for? Let's talk about it!" The keen-minded Hu Ning had already noticed it, and simply put down the book and said.

Wang Xiaochuan's heart was overjoyed, and the corners of his eyes jumped sharply, "Since I happen to meet you, I have to talk to you about the latest situation of the school intranet."

Hu Ning understood that because of a disagreement, the guy in front of him became serious with himself.

Originally, her confidence in the school intranet was not so firm, and Wang Xiaochuan was forced to become a fan of the school intranet.

But now that Wang Xiaochuan comes over, he doesn't need to ask, he knows he's slapped again.

Hu Ning was motionless, with a gesture of "please start your performance".

Wang Xiaochuan took out a copy of the ink-scented printing paper from his backpack, and placed it in front of Hu Ning.

Hu Ning glanced up and saw that it was a preview of the personal blog homepage pushed by the school intranet homepage based on subscriptions and traffic.

To be honest, this kind of push mechanism is quite interesting to Hu Ning, which allows people to see some interesting content on the school's intranet at a glance.

So Wang Xiaochuan showed this to her, and Hu Ning didn't figure out what he meant at first.

However, the other party also showed an unfathomable ‘Guess’ look.

After thinking about it for a while, Hu Ning still didn't see it, and said impatiently: "What's the problem with this, just tell me."

A little embarrassing! But Wang Xiaochuan quickly concealed his past and explained: "You see the subscription and traffic data of the personal blog homepages pushed on these homepages, which are far ahead of the data on the ordinary personal homepages."

"...I registered on the first day of the event, and the number of subscribers has not exceeded 50 today! As far as I know, the number of subscribers on your personal homepage has not exceeded 100, right?"

"Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hu Ning admitted simply: "So what? "

Seeing that his persuasive guidance failed, Hu Ning never got his points, Wang Xiaochuan was very anxious: "This means that future prizes will definitely be rounded up by the bloggers who are posted on the homepage. Most people simply don't get it. Hope for the award!"

"...As a result, many previously registered students will definitely gradually lose interest in the awards. For potential registered users in the future, their prizes for this selection activity have lost their allure."

"...So I dare to conclude that starting from today, the increase in registered users and traffic of the school's intranet will definitely go downhill. When the awards results of this selection event are settled, the craze of the school's intranet will be like It passed like a gust of wind. What was left was at most a bizarre bubble, which eventually couldn't get rid of the disappearing fate."

Wang Xiaochuan vowed to finish speaking, originally thinking that it would make Hu Ning cry and approve.

However, Hu Ning not only did not cry bitterly, but laughed scornfully.

Although the smile was pretty beautiful, Wang Xiaochuan didn't have the mood to appreciate it, and he began to panic.

"Wang Xiaochuan, I have to admire your analysis this time!" Hu Ning clapped this hand to the beat, and shook his head by the way.

Is this compliment? But why does it sound so wrong?