You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

After finalizing the anonymity plan, Su Qinghe immediately opened the backend and found the girl who had previously refused to leave her information.

She sent the other party a message saying that the platform had been adjusted to allow anonymous collection, and she could collect the item with peace of mind.

About ten minutes later, I received a reply with a "thank you".

Jiang Che breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two words on the screen. The project was on the right track, and whether or not he won an award in the competition was secondary.

In the afternoon, Lu Ziang finished modifying the backend code, Song Mingxuan compiled the new process, and Xu Wenbin made dozens of posters overnight and posted them in various dormitory buildings.

That evening, the first set of postgraduate entrance exam materials was anonymously claimed.

The senior who donated the books received an unsigned thank-you letter. In the letter, he said that he was a junior in college and his family could not afford tutoring classes. This set of notes was a lifesaver.

After reading the chat history, the senior student took a screenshot and proactively posted a recommendation for the platform on the campus forum.

The post went viral within an hour without any paid promotion.

When Jiang Che came across this post, Su Qinghe was changing Xiaoman's water, and there was a rustling sound coming from the cat's bed.

He handed over his phone, and Su Qinghe glanced at it, then opened her mouth in surprise, "There really is someone willing to help us promote our product/service?"

What you did was worthwhile.

Jiang Che took the water basin and placed it down. The cat poked its head out and sniffed it, but didn't come any closer.

Su Qinghe squatted down next to the cat's bed, stroked Xiaoman's ears, and murmured, "I hope it can get better slowly, just like this platform."

At 9 PM, the number of visits to the backend suddenly surged.

Song Mingxuan shared the data with the others, and Xu Wenbin saw that the number of online users had jumped to four digits.

"Is this something the entire school is watching?"

"Almost. That forum post has been forwarded to several class groups." Song Mingxuan stared at his phone, the backend data still increasing.

Jiang Che was about to ask Lu Ziang to check the server when an error message suddenly popped up on his phone.

The page is frozen.

He clicked refresh several times, but nothing happened.

Xu Wenbin encountered the same problem: "The website is down?"

Lu Ziang placed the laptop on the table, tapped a few times on the keyboard, and the dense code on the screen began to scroll.

"The server can't handle it, the traffic is too high."

Song Mingxuan muttered to himself, "We've only registered so many books, do we really need so many people online at the same time?"

"I underestimated it." Lu Ziang admitted frankly, his eyes fixed on the screen. "I thought the initial number of visits would be at most two or three thousand, but now it has exceeded five thousand."

Jiang Che walked to his side. "Can it be fixed?"

"Okay, but we need to take the site offline temporarily and redeploy the server first." Lu Ziang switched the code window to the configuration page. "It will take at least two hours."

Xu Wenbin glanced at the time. "That means it's past midnight."

"It's okay, I can manage." Lu Ziang picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, and put the glass back.

Jiang Che didn't let him carry it alone. He pulled over a chair and sat down, saying, "I'll stay with you."

Lu Ziang looked up at him, said nothing, and nodded.

Song Mingxuan and Xu Wenxuan exchanged a glance, but neither of them left.

"Let's stay up all night together then, since we don't have class tomorrow morning anyway." Xu Wenbin took off his jacket and draped it over the back of the chair. "Old Lu, feel free to make the changes, I'll help you guys out."

Lu Ziang wrote down the deployment steps on a piece of paper, and Jiang Che read it once before helping him with the data migration.

Song Mingxuan was in charge of testing the response speed of the new server, while Xu Wenbin stayed on the forum, ready to respond to user questions at any time.

Su Qinghe originally wanted to stay, but Jiang Che persuaded her to go back to her room to rest first.

"We have to set up a stall at the library tomorrow, and you won't have the energy if you don't get enough sleep."

Knowing she couldn't help, Su Qinghe went upstairs and poured coffee for the group before leaving.

After the website went offline, people on the forum started asking what happened.

Xu Wenbin replied as Jiang Che had suggested: The number of visits is too high, the old book wall is overwhelmed by students, and we are urgently expanding its capacity.

As soon as this statement came out, those who were originally prepared to question it started to share it instead.

Someone posted a screenshot on their WeChat Moments with the caption: "A secondhand textbook platform created by Peking University students crashed as soon as it went live. Amazing."

The server deployment was completed at 1:30 a.m.

Lu Ziang sent the test link to the group. Several people clicked on it at the same time, and the page loaded smoothly without any more lag.

Xu Wenbin leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh of relief. "I'm finally alive."

Song Mingxuan refreshed the backend several times, and the data synchronization was normal. "This time it should be able to hold up."

Jiang Che looked at the stable access curve on the screen, patted Lu Ziang on the shoulder, and said, "You've worked hard."

Lu Ziang shook his head and closed his notebook. "This is nothing. The real trouble is what comes next."

"Behind?" Xu Wenbin didn't react.

"Once the user base grows, the review process will become increasingly demanding." Lu Ziang rubbed his eyes. "We simply can't handle it all with just a few people."

Jiang Che knew he was telling the truth, but now was not the time to think about that.

"Let's focus on things within the school first. As for expansion, we can talk about that after the competition."

After packing their things, the group went back to their rooms to rest.

When Jiang Che went upstairs, he found that Su Qinghe's room was still lit.

He pushed open the door, and Su Qinghe was sitting on the bed looking at her phone.

"Still not asleep?"

"I couldn't sleep, I kept browsing the forums." Su Qinghe handed over her phone. "Look at this."

Jiang Che took it; the screen displayed a newly posted message.

The poster said he was a senior in college and about to graduate. He had more than a dozen textbooks and two boxes of notes piled up in his dorm room. He was originally going to throw them away, but after seeing the platform, he decided to donate them all.

There are already dozens of replies under the post, all expressing gratitude and support.

Jiang Che handed the phone back to her and sat down on the edge of the bed. "How are you? Are you not worried anymore?"

Su Qinghe nodded, then shook her head. "I'm still a little scared. What if something goes wrong later?"

"Then keep making changes." Jiang Che reached out and ruffled her hair. "What you did was right. If there are problems, solve them. There's nothing to be afraid of."

Su Qinghe leaned on his shoulder and didn't say anything more.

The room quieted down, with only the occasional sound of the wind coming from outside the window.

After a while, she looked up and asked, "Jiang Che, if the platform really becomes big, will you regret it?"

"Regret what?"

"I regret choosing such a troublesome project."

Jiang Che smiled. "I never regret doing the right thing."

The following morning, hundreds of students spontaneously registered used books.

After seeing the backend data, the library administrator proactively contacted the team and offered to provide a temporary publicity area.

When Xu Wenbin sent the message to the group, he was still a little stunned.

"Does this mean we've received official recognition?"

Song Mingxuan stared at his phone screen, somewhat incredulous. "The library usually doesn't approve venues for student clubs, this is an exception."

Jiang Che wasn't surprised; the platform addressed a real need, so the library's support was only natural.

The group met at the cafeteria at noon to discuss the upcoming promotional plan.

Not long after I sat down, a middle-aged man in a suit walked to the table.

"Excuse me, are you Jiang Che?"

Jiang Che looked up at him. "Yes, that's me. And you are?"

"I'm Zhou, the person in charge of the Challenge Cup on campus." The man handed over a business card. "I heard your team created a platform for second-hand textbooks, so I came here specifically to learn more about it."