CHAPTER 1882: CHAPTER 1607: FARTHER

Past eight o’clock.

New users didn’t feel much.

However.

Users who used it at midnight found that the video content had an explosive growth and they had to swipe for a while before seeing anything they’d seen before. This ’unknown next moment’ feeling is amazing.

"Great app."

"Yes."

"I love this kind of similar recommendation; whatever I want to watch, it comes up directly."

"Exactly."

"I like the randomness, it’s surprising."

"..."

Now.

Many people seem to have discovered a New World. Before, watching videos meant following specific shows, finding them themselves. Now, they find that their interests extend beyond just a few things.

As long as the title is explosive enough.

They’ll watch anything.

In no time.

The retention rate was so high that it surprised even the people in the Headline Business Department.

"It’s hot."

"Absolutely."

"Fortunately, we have many data centers."

"Yes, yes."

"..."

...

"Amazing."

Tencent.

Headquarters.

Seeing the refreshed videos, both the product and technology teams gave the same review. They watched it for so long last night, having a vague feeling it would be popular. Now seeing it, they can’t help but swipe too.

"Random + similar push, this idea is brilliant. It satisfies people’s curiosity, reduces the cost of obtaining information, and can provide similar content to satisfy their own interests."

"Another traffic assassin."

"Thankfully, there’s WIFI."

"We should add our product."

"No, that’s a bit strange. Why didn’t Tang Qing directly place it under Comet Video in the classification? The content is similar, yet now he’s making a separate headline; it’s really strange."

"Perhaps he wants to secure an interface. Now, with a large number of apps appearing, people download at most about twenty, and commonly use only five or six. He wants to secure one more position among these."

"Very likely."

"Such a thief."

"It’s just like payment, WeChat and Alipay. Clearly, they can combine codes. Now they are separate, and a third payment platform trying to squeeze in has become very difficult."

Speaking of this.

They were frustrated.

WeChat.

Alipay.

Online for almost two months now, and the promotion seemed crazy. When others wanted to get in, there were already two codes placed at the counter, and they weren’t very willing to accept new codes.

It’s simple.

Few users.

Everyone knows, WeChat and Alipay were the first tier to open this functionality, and all others are latecomers. Plus, with their user volumes, anyone with a smartphone has WeChat.

This makes Tencent’s payment struggle.

Furthermore.

There’s also scanning equipment.

All provided by Tang Qing’s company. Although Tencent’s payment code can also be scanned, invisibly, it seems inferior since the equipment was made by them, and you’re just reaping the benefits effortlessly.

Before even fighting.

They lost half a step.

"Quickly integrate into Tencent Video." It’s too risky to make a new app.

"Okay."

"Oh, and don’t lag behind on advertisements either. Long videos with long ads, short videos with short ones. Tang Qing hasn’t launched ads yet, he’s accumulating users, but Tencent Video is not a new app."

"Yes."

Headlines is a new application, so it needs to accumulate users.

But Tencent Video is not.

Just the addition on the original basis, everyone thinks it’s normal. They are sure that Headlines will play it like this in the future too, otherwise, it’s inherently a loss-making business. What to use to sustain it?

...

In the morning.

Ten o’clock.

Tang Qing went to sign up at Fudan.

"It’s Tang Qing!"

At the gate.

An exclamation of surprise.

Attracted a lot of glances.

"Really!"

"So handsome."

"I came to Fudan just for him."

"You? Don’t think about it."

"What are you thinking? Just want to see the genius up close, catch some of his spirit. Pity, in one year he’ll be graduating, in the postgraduate stage, should not have so many regular classes."

"..."

New semester.

New atmosphere.

But the enthusiasm surrounding Tang Qing remained. Another year of freshmen was arriving, and the first time he came to Fudan, no one knew who Tang Qing was. But within half a year, his name resounded throughout Huaxia.

Becoming a young idol.

Watching Tang Qing.

Parents who came with their children also looked.

Casting friendly glances.

Youthful.

Wealthy.

Diligent.

The best model for the neighbor’s kids.

"Learn more from him, no matter how rich you are, don’t neglect your studies." Among the crowd, a slightly chubby middle-aged man said to his son, using Tang Qing as an example to educate his child during high school.

Smarter than you.

Richer than you.

Better family background than you.

And yet they work harder than you. What excuse do you have to slack off?

Just like that.

The child was competitive and got into Fudan.

"I know."

The boy clenched his fist.

With determined eyes he looked at that figure, who was two years older and already at the pinnacle, making him feel the urgency as if he’d lived like a dog. Still at the start, while others are at the finish line.

"Click click!"

Many people took pictures with their mobile phones.

Tang Qing was helpless.

The products he sold, he is suffering from them himself. Although he could delete their shots, he didn’t dare to use such measures in this situation. Go ahead, take pictures. After some time, you will rarely see me.

Entering the fourth year.

He studied finance.

Less coursework.

Mainly papers and internship, meaning that during the fourth year, he wouldn’t spend much time at school. After the postgraduate exam, he would basically just wait to graduate, and after starting the postgraduate stage.

Busy with projects.

Additionally.

Might lecture at Yantang University.

Trying to find oneself.

Almost impossible.

Sigh!

Tang Qing couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

Time flows like water.

In a flash.

It’s already the fourth year. After the exam, I will have little time to listen to lectures, which is also why, despite understanding, I persisted in attending classes during undergraduate years. Just a bit reluctant.

Reluctant to this way of imparting knowledge.

Reluctant to this living environment.

In the future.

The chances of him sitting below and listening will not be many, while the occurrences of standing at the podium will increase continuously.

Eleven o’clock.

The task is done.

Tang Qing went to Qiu Jie’s office.

To drink tea.

"How do you plan to spend the fourth year?"

"Taking it step by step."

"Truly calm." Qiu Jie looked at Tang Qing contentedly. At such an age, it’s the time when one can’t sit still and wants to go everywhere, but Tang Qing managed to sit still for three years.

"Not bad."

Tang Qing smiles.

Without leaving home.

He knows everything under heaven.

There’s nothing that can’t be tolerated, mainly because of being so strong. This calmness isn’t out of contempt for fame and wealth, but from having it already, exceeding everyone’s expectations, that kind of strength in control, outsiders don’t understand.

"Messages came from Peking University and Tsinghua University." Suddenly, Qiu Jie mentioned.

"So soon?"

"Yes."

"What does the school think?"

"Support."

"Truly?"

"You little brat, of course genuinely. We also wish you would pursue your postgraduate at Fudan, but given your ambition and capability, we’re worried there might not be suitable teachers to teach you. You are our proud Huaxia."

Qiu Jie looked at Tang Qing.

"As long as it helps you climb higher and go further, the school supports whatever you think will benefit you."