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

Splash!

Applause rang out in the auditorium, not exactly in unison, but quickly blended into a continuous burst.

No one started a disturbance.

No one was causing trouble.

The senior high school students stood up and applauded towards the podium.

Lin Yucai stood on the stage, smiling and waving his hand.

The system panel lit up in his field of vision.

【Ding! 】

[Strong emotional feedback was detected from the senior high school students.]

[Hidden Event: The last class meeting has been completed.]

[The social attention level of No. 13 Middle School increased by 100000 points.]

[Reward: Beginner Calm Mind Aura.]

[Effect: After focusing on a specific area before the exam, negative states such as anxiety, tension, and insomnia can be slightly reduced.]

[Legitimate deposit into personal account: 50000 yuan.]

Looking at the panel, Lin Yucai finally felt a little more at ease.

Instead of checking the account immediately, he turned his gaze to the audience.

These children are about to go to the battlefield.

The last thing he could do was to let them get a good night's sleep.

After the class meeting, the senior students did not leave the auditorium immediately.

Many people gathered around the seats, opening and closing their pencil cases repeatedly.

The boy complained that the words "Lucky Star of No. 13 Middle School" were old-fashioned, but he put the bag inside his backpack, afraid that it would be crushed.

Someone on the girl's side was taking pictures with their phone.

"Principal, this is what I just wrote."

When Chen Yu walked to the podium, she hesitated for a while before handing a folded piece of paper to Lin Yucai.

Do your best on the exam tomorrow.

Lin Yucai took it but did not open it on the spot.

"I will fill the test paper completely."

Chen Yu nodded, her eyes still a little red, but the emotion that was about to collapse just now was gone.

"Okay, the principal will wait for you to hand in your paper and come back for a celebratory dinner."

Chen Yu smiled, turned around and walked out of the auditorium with her classmates.

"I didn't know you had such a silver tongue!"

Su Qingyan walked to Lin Yucai's side, watching the senior high school students leave one after another, her tone much gentler than usual.

"Vice Principal Su, say it again. I need to record it so I can listen to it repeatedly to encourage myself."

Lin Yucai raised an eyebrow, indicating that he needed to record things on his phone.

Stop being sarcastic.

She tucked the list under her arm, paused for a moment, and then added a sentence.

"They're about to take the exam, and there's not much I can do."

This time, Lin Yucai didn't joke around. Instead, he turned to look at the students who were gathered together.

Most of these students are left to their own devices by their parents, and are only accompanied by their grandparents at home.

Therefore, most students choose to stay in school before the college entrance examination and spend their last days of high school with their classmates.

"You've already done a lot."

After Su Qingyan finished speaking, the two of them fell silent for a while.

Outside the auditorium, the evening breeze swept across the playground, causing the leaves to sway gently.

The senior high school students walked back to their dormitories in twos and threes; no one was running or making a scene.

That night, the 13th Middle School was unusually peaceful.

……

Six o'clock in the morning.

Ma Desheng rushed into the principal's office with a stack of exam room assignment sheets in his hand.

"What kind of trouble is going on?"

When Lin Yucai turned his head and saw his expression, his heart sank.

"Liu Jianguo moved all of our school's exam venues to the suburbs."

Ma Desheng slammed the paper on the table, his voice low and tense.

Lin Yucai took the list, his gaze sweeping from the first line to the last, his fingers slowly coming to a stop.

The more than 130 students from No. 13 Middle School were split into two groups and sent to No. 5 Middle School Affiliated Middle School in the east and No. 8 Middle School Branch School in the west, respectively.

Neither school is close to No. 13 Middle School; you have to drive around half the city to get there.

If you get stuck in traffic during the morning rush hour, you can lose half the morning.

Su Qingyan just pushed the door open and came in, carrying a stack of materials. Upon hearing this, her face immediately turned cold.

"This was intentional."

Lin Yucai put the list back on the table, his tone flat: "He won't even give his child the basic courtesy of being able to enter the examination room safely."

Ma Desheng gritted his teeth and said, "We've attracted too much attention, and they're getting anxious."

"Nobody wants to see No. 13 Middle School actually turn things around!"

"With the exam venues so spread out, it's inconvenient for parents to take their children to the exams, and students have to go through a lot of trouble in the morning."

Su Qingyan put the materials on the table, her voice becoming colder and harder.

"Not to mention what if there's a traffic jam on the way, and you'd panic first."

Lin Yucai looked out the window. The old school sign under the teaching building was white in the morning light, and students were still moving and folding tables by the playground.

He knew what Liu Jianguo was planning.

This journey before the college entrance exam may seem like nothing.

But for a group of children who are already weak and prone to nervousness, the little bit of energy they lose on the way has to be made up for by their performance when they enter the examination room.

If the students of No. 13 Middle School show signs of fatigue on the first day, outsiders will definitely seize the opportunity to attack them.

They don't even need to take direct action; they just wait to see someone stumble and fall, then step in and add, "I warned you about this before."

The suggestion box on the corner of the table swayed slightly in the wind.

Lin Yucai walked over, raised his hand, and pulled out the top slip of paper.

The writing on the note was done in a hurry, and the edges were crumpled.

"Principal, the exam venue is too far away. I'm afraid of getting stuck in traffic and being late."

Lin Yucai handed the note to Su Qingyan for a glance, and without pausing, silently accepted it in his mind.

The moment the system panel popped up, even the air seemed to quiet down.

【Ding! 】

[A genuine demand for support during the college entrance examination has been detected: resolving commuting issues to and from the exam venue.]

[Mission Rating: Three Stars]

[Should we adopt this?]

"Accept".

[Ding! Successfully accepted.]

[A special support fund of 300 million yuan has been allocated.]

[Task Requirements: During the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao), provide stable, comfortable, and safe transportation support for students from No. 13 Middle School to the examination site.]

[Reward Preview: Blue Elite Chest.]

The phone vibrated almost simultaneously.

Lin Yucai looked down and finished reading the text message, then slowly raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Su Qingyan immediately caught his reaction, "Are you going to use your wealth again?"

"We're not short of work!"

Ma Desheng almost bent the folder in his hand: "Don't tell me you're going to cause some outrageous trouble this time."

Lin Yucai put his phone in his pocket and looked up at the two of them.

"Make sure the students are settled first, then we can talk about other things."

After he finished speaking, he picked up his coat and walked straight out the door.

Su Qingyan and Ma Desheng exchanged a glance and followed almost simultaneously.

This time, Liu Jianguo wanted to cripple No. 13 Middle School by relying on its road network, and he was determined to pave this road smoothly and steadily.

Even if his opponent is sitting in his office waiting to see him make a fool of himself, he has to make sure that person's tea gets cold first.

……

An hour later, the street outside the No. 13 Middle School was completely blocked by fifteen buses.

The entire car body was a uniform dark blue, and the glass was sparkling clean.

The car doors were all marked with eye-catching red numbers, and even the wheels were washed until they shone.

The early-morning vendors passing by stopped what they were doing, and the security guard was also stunned.

Even the people riding electric bikes next to us slowed down and craned their necks to look in our direction.

Zhou Dahai stood at the cafeteria entrance, holding a thermos, staring at the convoy for a long time, before finally uttering only one sentence.

"This setup doesn't look like sending someone off to an exam; it looks more like setting off for battle."