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

That's why I called you here.

Lin Yucai retrieved the technical solution provided by the system from his computer.

"Take a look at this architecture and deployment plan, see if it can run in our school's computer lab."

Feng Zhiyuan took the mouse and leaned in front of the screen to watch.

The more I looked, the more silent I became.

The more silent he was, the more complicated his expression became.

Five minutes later, he took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on.

"Principal Lin, this system..." His voice was a little unsteady, "Who wrote this? The code is so clean, and the database integration is so complete..."

"Never mind who wrote it, just tell me if it can be deployed."

Feng Zhiyuan read it again, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

"Yes, our server room plus the computers in the e-sports arena have enough computing power."

"As for deployment... give me an afternoon."

"Okay." Lin Yucai made the decision. "We'll make arrangements this afternoon and open it to senior high school students tomorrow morning."

"Once summer vacation has officially started, we'll build the server room directly, without taking up the normal use of the server room and esports arena."

"Principal, is this thing really that accurate?" Ma Desheng finally chimed in when he heard this.

"Within three points." Lin Yucai repeated.

"If it's really that accurate... wouldn't that be the same as seeing the results in advance?" Ma Desheng swallowed hard.

The office fell silent, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"If it's really that accurate, then these children won't have to suffer anymore."

Su Qingyan tapped her fingers lightly twice on the table.

"These past few days, as they've been estimating their scores, they all look increasingly haggard."

"Chen Yu cried in the dormitory corridor last night, and her roommate told me."

At this point, Su Qingyan's gaze fell on the stack of suggestion slips.

"But what if it's inaccurate?" She looked up at Lin Yucai. "What if the system gives a high expected score, but the actual result is far below it?"

"That would be worse than the current situation."

"To give yourself hope and then shatter it is more cruel than to have no hope at all."

That hits the nail on the head.

"In that case, we'll open a small-scale test tomorrow."

Lin Yucai thought for a moment.

"Let about ten students who are almost certain of their scores use it first. If the error is really within three points, then we can roll it out to everyone."

"But the results are released the day after tomorrow," Ma Desheng scratched his head. "What's the point of checking everything and then pushing it away?"

"The significance lies in the college application recommendation process." Lin Yucai held up one finger. "The time left for students to research schools and fill out their applications is already very short."

"The system's college application recommendation function is the real highlight. It matches the best option based on scores, saving them the time of flipping through hundreds of pages of application guides."

Ma Desheng suddenly realized.

Feng Zhiyuan stood up with his laptop in hand: "Principal, I'll go to the computer lab right away and try to finish debugging before tonight."

"Go ahead, just let me know if you need anything."

Feng Zhiyuan left, and Ma Desheng followed him out to make arrangements and issue notices.

There were only two people left in the office.

"Your investment team..."

Su Qingyan didn't leave immediately. She looked at Lin Yucai with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

"Are they really here to do charity?"

Lin Yucai shrugged: "My dad's rich."

"Fine, whatever makes you happy. I don't care whether I believe it or not." Su Qingyan stared at him for a long time.

"So what do you want to believe?"

"I don't know." Su Qingyan stood up and pushed her chair back under the table. "As long as it's good for the students."

"It doesn't matter where your money comes from, as long as it's clean."

She walked to the door and turned her head back.

"As long as it's for those kids."

"I'll pretend I didn't see it."

The door closed.

Lin Yucai sat alone in his office and gave a thumbs-up to the air.

Vice Principal Su's awareness of "turning a blind eye" is becoming more and more accurate.

……

In the afternoon, Feng Zhiyuan and two students who were helping him turned the computer lab upside down.

Install the system, configure the environment, import the database, and test the interface.

The esports arena also set aside twenty machines, all of which were installed with the client software.

By 9 p.m., the first complete test had successfully run.

Feng Zhiyuan randomly entered a set of simulated answers on the test platform. The system gave an estimated score in three seconds, followed by a two-page college application recommendation plan.

The recommended plan not only includes the school names, but also an analysis of each school's admission score fluctuations, major popularity, and employment outcomes over the past three years.

Feng Zhiyuan stared at the output on the screen, his fingers hovering above the keyboard for a long time without falling.

He studied computer science for four years in college and then wrote code for six years after graduation. He believes he has seen many impressive systems.

However, the data precision and logical depth of this system were beyond his comprehension.

This doesn't seem like a product that a typical commercial company could make.

He turned his head and glanced at Lin Yucai standing behind him.

Lin Yucai was chatting with two students who were helping out, and asked them with a smile if they needed more chairs moved to the e-sports arena tomorrow.

Feng Zhiyuan silently turned his gaze back to the screen.

Forget it.

The principal said we didn't need to worry about where it came from, so we didn't bother.

"Principal, it's ready to use." He stood up. "Opening tomorrow is no problem."

……

July 8th, 9:00 AM.

After testing, the computer lab and the first floor of the e-sports arena at No. 13 Middle School were opened simultaneously.

The message was sent out last night through the class group chat.

The notice was simple: All senior high school students should go to the computer lab or the first floor of the e-sports arena with their admission tickets at 9:00 AM tomorrow to use the school's score estimation system to estimate their scores and receive college recommendations.

Participation is voluntary and not mandatory.

Before nine o'clock, a long line had already formed in the corridor.

Of the 173 senior high school students, more than 160 came; only a few who had returned to their hometowns were absent.

Chen Yu stood in the middle of the line, her palms sweaty.

The exam admission ticket was slightly deformed from her grip.

"Don't people say online that no grade estimation tool is reliable? Is this one from the school okay?" someone muttered in front of me.

"Whether it works or not, I'm just killing time anyway."

"That's fine too, just consider it a psychological comfort."

There were many voices of doubt, but no one left the team.

At 9:00 AM sharp, Feng Zhiyuan opened the system.

It's very easy to use.

Enter your admission ticket number on the login screen, and then enter the answer options you remember for each subject.

For multiple-choice questions, simply select A, B, C, or D. For essay questions, enter your solution steps and key keywords, and the system will automatically match the scoring criteria and provide an estimated score.

The first person to go in was a boy wearing glasses, the class representative of Class 1, Grade 12.

He sat down and lost for more than twenty minutes straight.

His finger was trembling when he finally pressed the "Generate Prediction" button.

A number popped up on the screen.

He froze.

The people waiting nearby didn't see what was written on the screen, but they did see the boy slowly turn his head, his mouth agape as if an egg could fit inside.

"How many?"