blueteamnovel Chapter 140 Whose sanitation worker's uniform did you steal?
Chapter 140 Whose sanitation worker's uniform did you steal?
Jingyang's eyes lit up when he heard "tight yoga pants," but then wilted again: "Then go ahead and choose! What are you afraid of! We'll just embarrass ourselves together!"
"Losing face is a small matter; academic credits are a big deal."
Shen Li continued her analysis with a serious expression, counting on her fingers.
"The final exam for yoga class is to create a sequence of postures and incorporate breathing techniques. I have enough lung capacity, but my flexibility is really lacking."
Besides, that class was exclusively for girls. If I, a guy, stood there like a single green leaf in a sea of flowers, it would be too conspicuous and wouldn't fit my core strategy of "developing discreetly."
Shen Li then changed the subject, "Later, I discovered this physical training course. Guess what? It was practically a hidden gem among elective courses, a fish that slipped through the net!"
He held up three fingers.
"First, the teachers are from the physical education department; they're too busy with their own major courses to keep an eye on students from other departments. Second, physical fitness isn't like ball sports, which have technical barriers. As long as you're willing to sweat, your results won't be bad. Third, and most importantly..."
This was a large, mixed class. Students from the Physical Education, Performing Arts, Directing, Broadcasting, and even Computer Science and Philosophy departments were all crammed together. With so many people, it was impossible for the teacher to recognize everyone; having someone else take attendance was the easiest way to get by.
Before I chose this course, I specifically asked a senior from the previous year. The teacher never takes attendance in the first class, and only starts recognizing faces in the second class.
By the time he recognizes me in the second period, I'll have already made my presence known to him. I'll help him move equipment, shout slogans, and become a class representative, ta-da! How can he possibly deduct my participation points then?
What do you call this? It's called "planning ahead," "positioning yourself in advance," and "developing the referee into your own circle!"
Yang Yi poked his head out of the restroom, toothbrush in hand, mouth full of foam, and looked at him with admiration: "Particle, you can even come up with thirty-six stratagems when it comes to choosing courses..."
"Absolutely."
Shen Li pulled her phone out from under her pillow, scrolled through her notes, and spoke with an air of nonchalance and mastery.
"Choosing a course is like fighting a war. Intelligence comes first before the troops move. The physical training teacher, Mr. Tie, whose real name is Jun, is a retired soldier. He hates students who try to cheat, but as long as you have the right attitude and are willing to work hard, he will not make things difficult for you."
And he has a habit... every semester he picks a class representative from the foreign language department to help him move equipment, organize the class, and shout slogans. The class representative from the previous year was a senior from the broadcasting department, and he managed to raise his participation grade from B+ to A by doing this job.
The calculating smile on Shen Li's lips grew more and more pronounced.
"So my strategy is to first leave him with a good impression of being 'physically fit and having a positive attitude,' and then take the initiative to help out in the equipment room, thus conveniently taking over the class representative position."
Once I've secured my spot, not only will my grades be guaranteed, but anyone who wants to take attendance or ask for leave during physical training classes will have to get past me first.
What's this called? It's called "using the emperor to command the princes," "being near the water tower and getting the moon first," and "building a tollbooth on a necessary route."
The bamboo charcoal mask on Jing Yang's face had completely cracked, and black flakes were falling off in a rustling sound. His lips twitched for a long time before he finally managed to utter a sentence:
"Are you going to gym class or to stage a coup?"
"It's the same thing."
Shen Li waved her hand dismissively, looking completely matter-of-fact.
"University is a microcosm of society, and physical education class is a microcosm of the martial arts world. To survive in this world, you either need to be strong or quick-witted."
Oh, my fists aren't strong enough yet... so I'll have to rely on my brain. That's called 'differentiated competition,' or 'playing to your strengths and avoiding your weaknesses.'
Dai Xiao floated down from the upper bunk, his tone still flat, but the content was as heart-wrenching as ever:
"From a game theory perspective, your strategy of 'securing a spot as a class representative in advance' is essentially about using first-mover advantage to gain institutional power under conditions of information asymmetry."
The success rate depends on two variables: first, whether Teacher Tie's personal preferences are stable; and second, whether there are other competitors also vying for the class representative position.
"competitor?"
Shen Li raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"Don't worry, Xiao-ge, I went to the playground yesterday to scout it out. Those guys in physical training class—the PE department idiots wouldn't even consider being class representatives…they're practically teachers themselves. The acting students are busy showing off their physiques, and the broadcasting students are busy touching up their makeup."
The directing students are busy shooting 'artistic materials', the computer science students are panting like dogs after running two laps, and the philosophy students are still pondering 'whether physical education classes really exist'.
I was the only one who did a SWOT analysis beforehand; that's called a "blue ocean strategy."
Yang Yi came out of the restroom, a towel draped over his shoulder, and said with a simple, honest expression, "Shen Li, if you ever start a company, you'll definitely be able to fool all your competitors..."
"Are you kidding me?"
Shen Li slipped on the sneakers whose left sole was already wobbling, grinned at Yang Yi, and...
"I'm running a company now, aren't I? I didn't become the CEO of 'LiLiRun' for nothing. Choosing courses is the same as starting a business... Find the right track, understand the rules, seize the key moments, and then leverage the greatest benefits with the least cost."
"Physical training courses are a low-competition, low-barrier-to-entry, and stable-return field. What else would you choose? Tai Chi? That's too slow-paced; not suitable for a fast-paced money-making type like me."
Jingyang climbed down from the top bunk and started rummaging through drawers and cabinets looking for sportswear, all the while muttering sarcastically to Shen Li:
"Okay, okay, you're awesome. But those shoes of yours... aren't you really going to change them? The sole of your left foot is practically laughing out loud."
Shen Li looked down at her sneakers, which she had worn for almost two years and whose soles were indeed a bit loose, and gritted her teeth:
"It's okay, let's get through this class first. New shoes? Even the cheapest pair costs over two hundred. If we buy one less pair of shoes, we can afford to eat chicken leg meals for half a month."
Yang Yi had already started changing his clothes. He was wearing a dark blue tracksuit, which was quite standard, loose, and looked comfortable.
While tying his shoelaces, he asked, "Shen Li, what if you're not the class representative today?"
Shen Li put on a faded gray T-shirt, fixed her hair in front of the phone's front camera, and looked indifferent.
"If the first plan doesn't work, there's a second one. If the second one doesn't work, there's a third one. If all else fails, I'll just run a few more laps in front of Teacher Tie until he feels embarrassed not to give me a high score."
What's this called? It's called "the sincerity approach," "diligence can compensate for lack of talent," and "if you can't fool people, just do it."
Dai Xiao floated down from the top bunk with his final comment: "In other words, Plan B is involution."
"Copy!" Shen Li waved her hand. "Copying is nothing shameful for the sake of credits! Let's go to PE class!"
Jingyang pulled out a set of fluorescent green quick-drying sportswear, put it on, and looked at himself in the mirror from left to right.
The clothes were so tight they looked like a diving suit, making his skinny, muscular frame look sculpted and shaped like a stick figure painted green.
Shen Li almost burst out laughing: "Young Master Jing, whose sanitation worker's uniform did you steal?"