GBP Chapter 123 A Naked Scheme
Chapter 123 A Naked Scheme
In the anonymous forum of the gifted youth class, apart from the posts about the "duck god" which are always full of love and peace, the other topics are all about bloodshed and turmoil.
[Laundry Room Usage Guidelines: Please Be Civilized!]
The main post appeared restrained, but the comments below had already turned into a boiling powder keg:
【This is outrageous! Hurry up and take it away after you're done washing! I have a ton of homework to do, when am I ever going to get it done?!】
That run-down laundry room on the first floor is hell. I dreamt last night about taking out other people's rotten socks!
Stop talking, I've already complained to the student council.
What's the point of complaining? The reservation system itself is flawed! Why is first-come, first-served considered fair? Does being slow mean you don't deserve to wear clean underwear?
"Well, there's nothing I can do about it, bro. Can you think of a better solution?"
[If we could just get rid of those who made appointments but didn't show up, the current queue situation would be significantly reduced! Those who hogging the seats should be dragged out and drowned in pig cages!]
That's purely because you guys are too lazy. I get up at 3 AM every time to do the laundry, it's never crowded, and I can even do a split naked in front of the washing machine!
Couldn't the school be a little more generous and add a few more washing machines?!
[You already have ten laundromats, and you still want to add more? You might as well just open a chain of laundromats downstairs in the dorms!]
Looking at the screen full of angry comments that were almost overflowing from the forum, Fang Jun, the student council president, rubbed his temples hard and sighed deeply.
"This is the 20th complaint about the laundry room this week."
The public's anger is almost out of control; we must come up with a solution.
Vice Chairman Liu Jie proposed:
"The crux of the problem most likely lies in the current 'first-come, first-served, self-use' model."
We can try modifying the reservation app to assign different recommended times to each person using an algorithm.
As long as we avoid the bottleneck period during peak hours, the current number of washing machines is actually sufficient to keep things running, and this issue should be able to be contained.
You should know that this is a special class for gifted children, full of geniuses.
Here, students' autonomy is amplified to an unlimited extent, and the daily management of the laundry room naturally falls to them.
But precisely because of this, these trivial conflicts must be resolved by them using their superior wisdom.
"Um……"
Fang Jun quickly weighed Liu Jie's opinion in his mind and finally nodded.
"Good idea. Anyway, the reservation app that everyone's using now is an old relic left over from previous students, it should have been phased out long ago."
"That's right! I heard it's a system developed three years ago." Liu Jie gave a wry smile.
"Going back further, back then it was all done manually."
During the evening rush hour, the corridors are filled with long lines of complainers carrying laundry baskets; it looks like a refugee camp.
Technological evolution is always the primary driving force for system upgrades.
There's no time like the present, so that very afternoon, Fang Jun, along with Liu Jie, swiftly stormed into the school's renowned hardcore computer club, "Bit Forge."
squeak-
The long-neglected wooden door was pushed open, and a stench that could kill even the most obsessive-compulsive person rushed out.
The environment in the tiny club activity room was absolutely appalling; calling it a doghouse would be an insult to dogs!
The table was piled high with cables of various colors, resembling a spider's web.
The main unit was covered with a thick layer of dust, and empty energy drink cans were scattered everywhere, as if it were some kind of eerie formation.
The distinctive smell of electronic devices, mixed with the damp air that had never seen sunlight for years, hit Fang Jun's face like a biological weapon the moment he opened the door!
Fang Jun covered his nose in disgust, his brows furrowed into a tight knot, and couldn't help but shout:
"Please, all you great immortals! At least clean up before you start living here! Are you trying to undergo tribulation here?"
Inside the activity room, several students wearing baggy hoodies stared at them as if they were aliens.
On the screen behind them, complex terminal icons and lines of green code scrolled endlessly and frantically like a waterfall.
One of the boys stood up impatiently and blocked the aisle.
"Student council? What are you doing here? Checking for prohibited electrical appliances?"
"Hello, we're here regarding a laundry room reservation app."
Vice Chairman Liu Jie maintained proper politeness and got straight to the point.
"Ugh! That piece of junk?"
The boy suddenly realized, and then made no attempt to hide his smirk.
"That's a mountain of crap code written by members from two generations ago in our club. The underlying architecture is so bad it makes you want to gouge your eyes out! Hahaha."
As soon as he finished speaking, the activity room erupted in unrestrained laughter.
"Since everyone knows it's broken, could you experts please help us fix it?"
Fang Jun's sharp gaze swept across the entire room.
"We want to completely restructure the entire appointment system."
In the corner, Zhang Man, a female student with her baseball cap pulled low to the ground, was still typing rapidly on her keyboard when she suddenly blurted out:
"Because it's free, it has all sorts of problems."
Switching to a per-use fee would immediately solve all the queuing problems.
Using economic principles, we can cure all fancy tricks.
Fang Jun's eye twitched.
"Isn't there a single person with normal values in this godforsaken place?!"
Fang Jun felt as if he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He suppressed his anger and forced a gentle smile:
"That's absolutely unacceptable. Free tuition is the school's principle; we can't charge students money. That's the bottom line."
Faced with Fang Jun's firm stance, the previously relaxed atmosphere in the activity room instantly froze, falling into a brief and awkward silence.
"Then why should we take on this arduous task? There's no pay, and no benefit to it."
Another male student, wearing only one earphone, leaned back in his chair, arrogantly propped his legs up on the table, and casually uttered a provocative question.
Fang Jun felt a deep sense of powerlessness and let out a long sigh:
"Everyone, aren't we students of this school?"
Since everyone has to do laundry anyway, a well-designed system will make things easier for everyone, which is good for all of us, isn't it?
This is the most basic and logical reciprocity logic in sociology.
But this argument is clearly a waste of time for these geeks who only care about code and logic.
"We don't find it troublesome at all, since I only do laundry once every three weeks anyway."
"Wow, you're really clean. I only wash mine once a month, and my underwear lasts a long time if I wear it inside out!"
"I'm too lazy to use the laundry room. Every weekend I just pack it in my suitcase and take it home for my mom to do."
Faced with this group of hopelessly lazy individuals, Fang Jun finally had no choice but to compromise. He spread his hands, adopting a negotiating stance:
"Alright, gentlemen, name your terms."
We can discuss anything within the authority and capacity of the student council president.
This sentence seemed to trigger some kind of switch, and the group of otaku who were just half-dead instantly came back to life, with all sorts of outrageous requests springing up like mushrooms after rain:
"You have to add two zeros to our budget! We want a top-of-the-line workstation with the latest graphics card architecture!"
"Wi-Fi coverage is complete on campus! Even the last stall in the restroom has full signal!"
"Allocate a little more funding and make custom-made windbreakers for each of us, with the club logo printed on them! The kind that will dazzle everyone on the street!"
Standing to the side, Liu Jie was dumbfounded and couldn't help but mutter a low complaint:
"Good heavens, this is practically like stripping naked and rolling around in the Trevi Fountain in Rome..."
Do they really think we're Aladdin's lamp?
Fang Jun's face turned completely cold.
He abandoned his good-natured demeanor and adopted the imposing presence of a student council president:
"There isn't a single one that can be done."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across each person's face like a knife.
"How about we try a different approach?"
If you refuse the student council's request, I will bring people to conduct a full financial audit of your club first thing tomorrow morning.
I will thoroughly review all the budgets you have applied for over the past few semesters and verify your actual output one by one...
We'll have a thorough evaluation at next week's executive committee meeting to see if this organization still has any reason to continue existing!
Oh right, by the way, I'll team up with the logistics department to conduct another surprise environmental sanitation assessment.
If the standards are not met, the activity room will be shut down immediately!
Threat.
A blatant and overt conspiracy.
The room fell silent instantly, as if even the roar of the computer case fans had stopped for a second.
Club president Li Xiangyu quickly coughed twice to break the awkward silence, frantically giving everyone meaningful glances while rubbing his hands together to smooth things over:
"Oh dear, Chairman, calm down, calm down..."
"Yes, the legacy code left behind by previous members is indeed still on our servers."
He suddenly stood up straight, his posture dignified and awe-inspiring:
"We have always respected and supported the work of the student union!"
For the sake of our fellow students, please feel free to ask if you need anything!
"I'd go through fire and water for you, Brother Chen!"