What's wrong with me, a school principal, listening to students' suggestions?

That afternoon, Ma Desheng relayed Liu Huiying's message to Lin Yucai.

"understood."

After listening, Lin Yucai paced around his office a few steps, his expression surprisingly calm.

"Principal Lin, Liu Jianguo is here for the midterm exams."

Ma Desheng was getting a little anxious.

"He stopped checking the accounts and started using grades to his advantage."

"This is much harder to deal with than the last time the cafeteria was inspected."

"Director Ma, do you think our students' grades will drop in the midterm exams?"

"Logically speaking... it shouldn't be like this." Ma Desheng was stunned for a moment.

"The students are much better than before these days. They are paying more attention in class, and their attendance rate has improved."

"But I'm not sure if there's been any significant progress."

"After all, their foundation was too weak, and in less than a month..."

"That's enough," Lin Yucai interrupted him.

"As long as we don't regress, that's fine."

"I've regressed; it's my fault."

"Since I haven't backed down, Liu Jianguo can't do anything about it."

He patted Ma Desheng on the shoulder.

"Don't tell Vice Principal Su this news; she's already under enough pressure."

Ma Desheng sighed, nodded, and left.

The office fell silent.

Lin Yucai stood by the window, watching the students playing basketball on the playground.

The aura of deep sleep, the aura of self-discipline and awakening, plus the enthusiasm for learning brought by extracurricular classes...

He had a certainty in his mind, but not 100% certainty.

After all, the halo effect is only an aid; the student himself is the one who truly determines the grades.

As he was thinking, there was a knock on the office door three times.

It's not knocking, it's pounding.

The force was so great that the door frame was shaking.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a mountain of flesh squeezed in.

Li Daqiang.

His 200-pound body almost filled the door frame when he stood at the doorway.

Clutching a crumpled piece of paper, his expression was so conflicted that it looked like he was making a decision that was even harder than the college entrance exam.

"Principal, I...I have a suggestion."

"explain."

Li Daqiang swallowed hard and handed over the note.

Lin Yucai took it and unfolded it to take a look.

"Principal, there aren't enough computers in the computer lab. Only forty people can get in every Friday."

"Many students finally passed the exam, but they couldn't get a spot in the rankings, which is a real shame."

"My suggestion is, could we build a larger esports arena?"

"It doesn't need to be too big, just a little bigger than the server room will do."

"If the budget is tight, a slightly larger size is fine too."

The note ended with a humble emoji: a stick figure kneeling on the ground with the words "Please" written above its head.

Lin Yucai almost burst out laughing when he saw the note.

This kid has changed completely ever since he got 62 points on the test.

I passed last week's test again, scoring 67 points, an improvement of five points.

Zhao Wenjie said that he comes to ask two questions every day after class. Although he still only understands a little bit, his seriousness is genuine.

Esports arena.

To be honest, Lin Yucai himself had thought about this.

Forty computers in the server room are definitely not enough.

The number of e-sports experience tickets available every Friday is limited, and the competition is getting fiercer. Some students have already become upset because they couldn't get a spot.

If a larger esports arena could be built, doubling or even tripling its capacity, the motivational effect of "studying for the sake of playing games" would be magnified many times over.

The system panel flashed in view.

[A student suggestion was detected: Build a campus esports arena to expand the esports experience.]

[Recommended rating: Three stars (High difficulty)!]

[Should we adopt this?]

Samsung!

This is on par with canceling morning and evening self-study sessions.

Lin Yucai's heart skipped a beat.

A three-star rating means the task is difficult, but the rewards will be correspondingly generous.

He glanced at Li Daqiang.

The burly, good-natured man was rubbing his hands together, looking at him with a nervous expression.

"Principal, if it doesn't work out, then forget it. I was just mentioning it casually..."

"Who says it can't be done?"

A smile instantly bloomed on Li Daqiang's face.

"Accept," Lin Yucai silently murmured to himself.

[Ding! Suggestion successfully adopted!]

[A special start-up fund of 1000 million RMB has been allocated!]

[Note: Esports has been included as an official competition event in the Asian Games. The system categorizes it as a "sports event" and allocates funding according to sports-specific standards.]

[Task Generation: Within three weeks, construct a professional-standard esports training venue on campus, equipped with no fewer than 60 professional-grade esports devices.]

Task completion rate: 0%

[Completion Reward: Purple Epic Chest (quality varies depending on completion level)]

Ten million.

Lin Yucai stared at the numbers on the panel and took two deep breaths.

My phone vibrated in my pocket.

He took out his phone, glanced at the bank's notification, and counted the zeros...

That's right, eight figures.

A full ten million!

Li Daqiang remained standing there, anxiously waiting for what would happen next.

"Daqiang".

"what?"

Lin Yucai walked over and, just like he had done to Zhang Yang last time, grabbed Li Daqiang's hand.

The force was a bit too much.

Although Li Daqiang's hands were not small, they were gripped so tightly by Lin Yucai that they hurt.

"headmaster……"

"Good boy."

Lin Yucai had a big smile on his face, and his eyes were shining too brightly.

"Your suggestion is excellent."

"You have no idea how much you've helped the school. As a teacher, it's because I can't listen to my students that we've become estranged from you."

"I...I just want to play games." Li Daqiang blushed to the roots of his neck from the praise.

"Playing games is also a pursuit!" Lin Yucai patted his broad shoulder. "Go back first, good news is waiting for you."

Li Daqiang walked out of the office in a daze.

He walked into the corridor, glanced back at the principal's office door, and a strange feeling welled up inside him.

It seems that the principal listens attentively to everything the students say.

He had never felt this way during his two years at No. 13 Middle School.

……

Lin Yucai closed the door and began to make plans.

Ten million to build an e-sports arena.

The server room is too small and not enough.

Is there more space on campus?

He opened the campus map saved on his phone and flipped through it.

My gaze settled on one spot.

There is an abandoned old warehouse in the northeast corner of the school.

It is a two-story brick-concrete structure, covering an area of ​​approximately 600 square meters.

It used to be the school's sports equipment storage and miscellaneous storage area, but it fell into disrepair and was sealed off, filled with broken tables and chairs and expired textbooks.

Six hundred square meters.

The main structure is still there; all that's needed is a thorough internal renovation.

The first floor is an e-sports arena, the second floor...

A thought flashed through Lin Yucai's mind, but he didn't rush to elaborate.

Take care of the immediate task first.

He picked up his phone and started making a call.

The first call I made was to Xu Jianfeng, the project manager from Gerry who installed the air conditioner last time.

Esports arenas naturally need air conditioning, and Xu Jianfeng has extensive connections in the local construction industry, so he can help recommend reliable renovation teams.

"Manager Xu, this is Principal Lin from No. 13 Middle School."

"Principal Lin!" Xu Jianfeng's voice was excessively enthusiastic. "You have another project?"

"Yes, I want to renovate the old warehouse in the northeast corner of our school."

"It's about 600 square meters, two floors, and the construction period will be controlled within one month."

"One month? That's quite a large area. What's it for?"

"The first floor will be used as an e-sports arena."

There was a pause of several seconds on the other end of the phone.

"Principal... are you planning to open an internet cafe on campus?"