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

Liu the Bald thought of that night, of that office, and of the boy named Li Xiang who fled in terror.

The principal found out.

The principal knows everything.

No, the surveillance cameras are all blocked!

A ashen color settled on Liu the Bald's face, and his legs began to weaken.

He now had only one thought in mind: how could he get Lin Yucai to let him go?

Any conditions are acceptable.

……

The conference ended.

The group of over 800 people dispersed, and the playground became lively.

The students walked in small groups toward the teaching building, all talking about what had just happened.

The student group chat was instantly flooded with messages, making my phone almost freeze.

"The principal is awesome!"

"If Vice Principal Su is in charge of the student union, doesn't that mean we can directly submit suggestions to the principal's office from now on?"

"The suggestion box is running out of space, please request another one!"

"The first-year high school students are lucky; they're really living in a great era!"

"I suddenly feel like maybe No. 13 Middle School has a chance to be upgraded to a university, then we won't have to take the exam anymore..."

"Wake up, upstairs, you're dreaming."

"So what if you're dreaming? Dreams at No. 13 Middle School are sweet!"

Skinny Monkey was squatting on the steps of the teaching building, scrolling through his phone, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

"Brother Yang, look at this. Someone suggested that the principal should also serve as the director of the provincial education department."

Zhang Yang stood to the side, not responding.

His gaze fell on the other side of the playground, where Liu the Bald was slinking along with Lin Yucai toward the teaching building.

The skinny monkey looked up at him, curled his lip in disdain, and said...

"Good riddance!"

……

In the student union group chat.

"From today onwards, the student council will only serve the students."

"Anyone who tries to wield power like a chicken feather will be the first to get a kick in the ass."

Zhao Mengyao sent a message, each word resounding with conviction.

The comments section was flooded with "Received!"

A dozen seconds later, Zhao Mengyao posted another message.

"Besides, who left a bottle of eye drops and a pack of tissues on my desk? I'm not that fragile!!!"

There was a two-second silence in the group chat, then it exploded.

"It's not me, it's not me!"

"It must be that new freshman, Gan. I saw him acting suspiciously this morning!"

"Chairman, your eyes have been red all morning. Who wouldn't feel sorry for you?"

Zhao Mengyao replied with a bomb emoji, which made everyone below burst into laughter.

……

the other side.

In the corridor on the first floor of the teaching building, Liu the Bald jogged after Lin Yucai.

He tried to say something, but each time he swallowed his words back.

Lin Yucai didn't look back at him the whole time.

I walked all the way to the principal's office door.

Lin Yucai pushed open the door.

Liu the Bald took a step inside, but as soon as his foot crossed the threshold, he froze.

There were two people sitting in the office.

Wearing a uniform, expressionless.

One of them stood up and flashed his ID at Baldy Liu.

"Comrade, we have received a report and we need your cooperation in the investigation. Please come with us."

Liu the Bald's face turned deathly gray within two seconds.

Lin Yucai leaned against the door frame, holding a thermos in his hand.

"You..." Baldy Liu's lips trembled, his voice trembling, "Principal Lin, I...I can explain..."

Lin Yucai didn't look at him.

He simply stepped aside to make way for the doorway.

Two police officers stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right.

"Let's go."

Liu the Bald's legs began to tremble. As he was being carried out, he turned back for one last look.

Lin Yucai had already turned around and sat behind his desk, unscrewed the lid of his thermos, and took a sip of water.

She didn't look at him again from beginning to end.

The footsteps in the corridor gradually faded away.

"I watched the surveillance footage; I never imagined this guy could be so disgusting!"

Su Qingyan walked in from outside and gently closed the door.

"They're just the ones who slipped through the net. I was so focused on recruiting new people that I forgot to deal with the potential problems that remained."

Lin Yucai screwed the lid of the thermos on and sighed.

Su Qingyan tapped her fingers lightly twice on the edge of the table.

"Actually, I wanted to publicly execute him, but if this were made public, the child wouldn't be able to stay in school."

Lin Yucai understood what she meant, placed the thermos on the corner of the table, and leaned back in his chair.

"Dispose of it quietly so that students can go to school without worry."

……

The student council had just taken over, and Su Qingyan still had things to deal with.

After she left, the office fell silent again.

Lin Yucai sat alone in the chair, staring blankly at the sycamore tree outside the window for a while.

A crisp notification sound suddenly rang in my mind.

[Ding! A significant increase in trust among students has been detected!]

[Campus management system optimization complete, hidden achievement unlocked: Iron Fist, Tender Heart!]

[Personal Attribute Enhancement: Leadership +3, Prestige +5]

Lin Yucai closed the panel and stretched.

Outside the window, a small queue had formed again next to the suggestion box, with many first-year high school students leaning over the wall writing notes.

He leaned back in his chair and picked up his thermos.

I took a sip of goji berry water.

Three days after the morning assembly, a new sign appeared at the entrance of the student union office.

The sign was handwritten by Zhou Zheng himself, with white characters on a black background and several gold lines outlining the edges.

"No. 13 Middle School Student Union Service Center".

Zhao Mengyao stood at the door, staring at the sign for a long time. Her school uniform sleeves were neatly trimmed, and she wore the student council badge on her chest.

She was clutching a bunch of keys in her hand.

Su Qingyan stood opposite her, her white shirt collar neatly pressed down, and she held a newly printed list in her hand.

"Starting today, this office will be used by the student union."

Zhao Mengyao paused for a moment, then looked down at the key: "Vice Principal Su, are you really giving us these keys?"

"The student union manages the student union office; otherwise, it'll just sit in the academic affairs office drawer collecting dust, won't it?"

Su Qingyan handed over the list, which contained the names of the student council members from each class.

"Your task for the next three days is simple: collect the first batch of genuine demands from the entire school."

Zhao Mengyao opened the list, her expression becoming much more serious.

"Don't try to fool me with a bunch of extra chicken legs from the cafeteria. The cafeteria already has enough chicken legs. If we keep adding more, Chef Zhou will have to switch to raising chickens."

Su Qingyan raised her finger and tapped it twice on the table.

Several student council members at the entrance couldn't help but twitch their lips.

Zhao Mengyao put the keys away and nodded: "Understood. We'll mainly select from these categories: life, studies, and interests."

"Okay." Su Qingyan added before turning around, "If there's anything you can't handle, come directly to me and Principal Lin."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Mengyao tightened her grip on the keys.

The incident from a few days ago is still weighing on her mind.

For the first time, she realized that the position of student council president should not only involve keeping a list of latecomers, checking school uniform buttons, and delivering notices for teachers.

A crisp metallic clanging sound came from the doorway.

Shen Xingyue leaned against the wall, twirling the vintage lighter in her hand, a smile playing on her lips.

"Since Vice Principal Su has given the authorization, we should also show some respect."

She raised her hand and patted the newly hung sign.

"I hereby announce that, starting today, the No. 13 Middle School Student Council is officially undergoing a transformation."

Zhao Mengyao tilted her head to look at her: "Transform into what?"

Shen Xingyue looked serious as she twirled the lighter between her fingers.

"Campus Wishing Well Management Bureau"