Not only did the app change its name, but Lu Zhou also changed the name of his club and company.
Campus Train was about to usher in its first update. The updated app would be reborn under the name "Campus Assistant 1.0"!
The updated Campus Assistant would integrate all of the functions of Campus Train into the new app. This meant that not only did Lu Zhou have to rewrite the core code, but he also had to redo the UI.
However, this time, it was not just Lu Zhou. It was a team.
The coding part was mainly done by the technical manager, Rong Hai. Other than the two third-year students who knew a little bit about programming, there were also a few first-year students from the software department doing odd jobs. They were responsible for some simple algorithms and bug checking while learning.
The UI design was personally designed by the product manager. Lu Zhou finally knew that the product manager, Yuan Liwei, had won the first and second place in the College Online Business Innovation Competition. He was also a genius student.
According to the decision made in the meeting, the reborn Campus Assistant would inherit the minimalist style of Campus Train. The main interface in the sketch was divided into five sub-modules, which included class schedule, notes, study plan, campus train, and campus mood.
In addition to the four functions discussed at the meeting, the new study plan sub-function was a reference to the popular "I want to be a top student" app. It could lock the phone at a fixed time and help people with OCD to calm down and study. It could put an end to the situation of doing homework in the library all day without moving a single word.
The difference was that Campus Assistant would force the phone to be locked, but it would retain the "notes" sub-module's photo function. This way, users would not have to worry about not being able to take photos and organize notes when their phone was locked.
Although the four new functions seemed a bit complicated, it was not difficult to implement them with code. Many of the algorithms could be used as a reference … At least that was what Rong Hai said to Lu Zhou.
Rong Hai was responsible for the "timetable" and "notes" sub-modules. The more complicated "campus mood" and "study plan" sub-modules were taken over by Lu Zhou.
Without any hesitation, on the first day of developing the new module, Lu Zhou spent 200 general points and used the power of the system to solve the complicated and large algorithms. In this way, the only thing left for him to do was to organize the code in his brain onto the computer.
Points Balance: 975
…
The autumn wind blew the leaves of the parasol trees yellow, and the end of October quietly slipped away. Soon, it was the most beautiful time of the year in Jin Ling City.
In November, with the graduation of Mathematical Analysis 3, there was a festive atmosphere in the mathematics department.
Of course, it was not just because of the mathematics class.
There was another more important reason, and that was the annual large-scale school-level event, the Golden Autumn Song Festival, which was about to begin.
The class monitor of each class took the name list and went to each dorm room to ask if anyone had signed up for the program. According to the requirements of the teacher in charge (although it was not a mandatory requirement), at least one student from each class had to sign up for the Golden Autumn Song Festival, and at least two performances had to be signed up for each club. Then, after an audition by the Student Union's Publicity Department, the most suitable performances for the Golden Autumn Song Festival would be chosen.
Affected by this, the impetuous atmosphere was spreading.
For those "single aristocrats" who were still single, this was undoubtedly a good opportunity to showcase their talents.
The corridor of the dorm building, the artificial lake, the small forest near the observatory …
You could always hear or see people singing.
Room 201 was no exception.
Shi Shang, who confidently signed up with the class leader, took out his dusty guitar and sang about the heavy rain he missed all those years with a sad 45 degree angle.
Huang Guangming, who was playing with his phone, could not stand it anymore. He would occasionally correct the off-key "the world" and "love".
As for Liu Rui, he had earplugs and was still reading his physics textbook. The Golden Autumn Song Festival had nothing to do with him …
Lu Zhou was the same. He had no interest in the Golden Autumn Song Festival. At this moment, he was wearing his headphones and used a louder volume to block out the crying. His eyes scanned through the lines of code as he checked for bugs and modified algorithms for the "technical department".
Suddenly, his QQ flashed.
Lu Zhou glanced at the bottom right corner and saw that it was a message from Wang Xiaodong. He opened it.
[Golden Autumn Song Festival, I'm going to confess to her.]
Bu Gui was a straight-A student from the Software Department. He was a man of few words. His short sentence contained an unbelievably high amount of information entropy.
Lu Zhou sighed. He thought for a bit and typed four words.
[Good luck.]
What else could he say other than this?
Suicide countdown?
Have a good trip?
If this bro had been a little braver and confessed during the summer vacation, or even before the competition, there might have been a little hope. Regardless of the final result, at least he could pretend to be her boyfriend for a while.
As for now …
He probably did not even have a 10% chance of winning?
This type of woman understood men too well. Therefore, she would never establish a relationship with anyone. She would always be a white lotus in the lake …
Unless, one day, she finally got tired of it, or if she met a particularly outstanding person.
As for how good this person was, it was hard to say.
There was no need to say more.
At least half as handsome and talented as him?
"What a pity …"
Lu Zhou shook his head and secretly praised the warrior in his heart. He did not comment and continued to modify the code.
Relationships were not his area of expertise.
All he could do was to make a random analysis.
Wang Xiaodong did not reply. He did not know if he gained courage from Lu Zhou's reply. He was meticulously preparing for the confession after the Golden Autumn Song Festival.
How tragic would the scene be …
Lu Zhou could not imagine it for the time being.
Suddenly, Xiao Ai's chat box flashed.
Lu Zhou glanced at it and opened it.
Xiao Ai: [Question: What is a confession?]
Lu Zhou smiled and shook his head. He typed a few keys and replied in a flashy manner.
[It's love.]
[Love? ai？ Eye?]
Lu Zhou: "…"
[… Don't be so smart. Also, didn't I say not to read my chat data? You just need to analyze the group chat messages!]
Lu Zhou was speechless as he hit the enter key.
F * ck, I didn't learn anything else, but I learned to think too highly of myself. I don't know which shameless little b * tch learned it from.
The built-in fan hummed a few times as if it had gone through some complicated calculations.
After a while, Xiao Ai replied.
[Okay, Master. (Wrong.Jpg)]
Lu Zhou:???
F * ck, it's already so smart?
It can even recognize emoticons?
Of course, Lu Zhou would rather believe that Xiao Ai analyzed the context and determined that the picture in the gallery was the most appropriate.
As for whether it could accurately understand the meaning of the picture …
He felt that it was still up for debate.
Lu Zhou: [Send less pictures in the future. It consumes too much CPU and affects my speed.]
Xiao Ai: [Okay, Master. (Wrong.Jpg)]
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