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

"It's better to let something that can't be contained grow in the shadows than to let it grow unchecked."

"Why not put it under the rules, results, and training, and let it see the light of day?"

Upstairs, there were several students who had obtained the trial qualification doing training under the guidance of their teachers.

Li Daqiang was also there.

This guy just finished a round of indoor sparring and is swinging the battle ropes up and down, his face is all red.

He was startled when the cameraman zoomed in, and almost lost his rhythm.

Wang Defa, the physical education teacher on duty next to him, seems to have suddenly found a second spring in his life lately, shouting with great enthusiasm while holding a stopwatch.

"Don't slack off! Fifteen seconds per set!"

Xu Wei's brows slowly relaxed as she watched the scene unfold.

She suddenly understood why this school had been making headlines lately.

It's not because this place is particularly luxurious.

It's because everything done here has a strong purpose and makes sense.

Just as she was about to ask more questions, a few more people suddenly came up from outside.

One of the middle-aged women was carrying a vegetable basket, clearly having come from the vegetable market.

"You're Reporter Xu, right?" The woman nodded at the camera as soon as she came up. "You've come at the right time. My son is a sophomore at No. 13 Middle School."

"I used to just collapse when I got home, and I didn't want to do anything except play on my phone."

"Now, in order to get into this e-sports arena, Zhou Zhou keeps asking me how to pronounce the words."

"I'm not educated enough to teach him, but I can see that he's really starting to move forward."

"Yes," another parent chimed in.

"My husband used to make excuses to go out on weekends, but now he's been behaving himself."

"Because he said the chairs in internet cafes outside weren't as comfortable as those at school, and the computers weren't as good either."

"And after school, I have to run, so I can sleep soundly at night."

Upon hearing this, even the cameraman almost couldn't help but laugh.

It may be laughable, but the truth is undeniable.

Xu Wei then interviewed several parents, and the feedback she received was almost unanimously positive.

Not a single person came forward to accuse the school of corrupting the children.

the reason is simple.

What parents fear most is not their children getting involved in games, but their children completely losing control.

But No. 13 Middle School gave a different answer.

If you want to play, you can.

First, get the things that need to be done done.

After playing, you still need to exercise.

This logic may not be suitable for all schools, but it actually worked at No. 13 Middle School.

At this point in the interview, the originally planned "exposure-style" pace has completely taken a turn.

Xu Wei stood in front of the camera, paused for two seconds, and reorganized her words.

She's not the kind of person who would stubbornly insist on the truth.

Faced with the facts, she had to speak according to them.

Lin Yucai looked at her, then suddenly stepped forward and spoke to the camera.

"Many people reflexively feel that esports arenas are a form of indulgence when they hear about them."

"But education is never something that can be achieved by blocking it."

"Our group of students at No. 13 Middle School is a group of children who have been labeled too many times."

Some people say they are bad, that they are hopeless, and that they only deserve to be abandoned.

The fan upstairs was turning softly, and the interview team fell silent.

The system panel lit up silently in Lin Yucai's field of vision.

[Advanced Inspiration] has been triggered.

"But I don't see it that way."

"We'll make sure the cafeteria serves the food you like."

"For those who are sensitive to heat, we'll install air conditioning."

"For those who want to play games, we provide rules, entry requirements, and training."

"Because I'm not indulging their whims, I'm telling them..."

"Your needs deserve to be taken seriously, but you also have to be responsible for your choices."

Su Qingyan stood behind him, looking up at him.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that Lin Yucai's figure was exceptionally majestic.

These words, spoken in this context, truly carry weight.

When we were in school, we often heard the saying, "Develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and practically in an all-round way."

Lin Yucai looked at the camera and spoke each word clearly.

"But when it comes to implementation, many schools are left with only one word... exam."

"No. 13 Middle School doesn't want to do it this way."

"Civilize their minds, toughen their bodies."

"They can sit down to learn, and they can also stand up to practice."

"You need to keep a clear mind, and your body can't break down."

"This is the kind of education I understand."

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Xu Wei held the microphone, but surprisingly couldn't answer it immediately.

She could feel her emotions being stirred up.

Not only her, but also the photographers and sound recorders behind her, as well as several parents, all changed their expressions.

This is not just empty slogans.

The rules downstairs, the equipment nearby, and the sweat on the students' faces all testified to these words.

After a moment, Xu Wei said in a low voice, "Principal Lin, I think I understand what you want to do."

"You only need to understand half of it. The other half will have to wait for the students of No. 13 Middle School to continue moving forward, and let others see it slowly."

Lin Yucai smiled.

At the end of the interview, Xu Wei did not mention the words "illegal internet cafes" again.

She simply extended her hand and shook hands with Lin Yucai earnestly.

"I will edit this video according to the truth."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Reporter Xu."

"By the way," Xu Wei paused for a moment, but still asked, "the anonymous report said that you did all this to promote student recruitment, and even that there were commercial interests involved."

"How would you respond to this?"

"It's very simple."

Lin Yucai didn't even lift his eyelids.

"It's not time for No. 13 Middle School to actively recruit students yet, but some people are already eager to kill us."

Xu Wei understood his implied meaning but didn't press him for details.

The media has its boundaries.

But she has realized that this anonymous report is probably not so simple.

When the interview team came downstairs, Li Daqiang had just finished a set of battle rope exercises and was panting heavily, holding his knees.

Xu Wei walked over and asked him with a smile.

Are you tired?

"tired."

"So you're still willing to come?"

"It's tiring, but it feels great."

Li Daqiang wiped his sweat and grinned.

Xu Wei smiled too.

Looking at the chubby boy covered in sweat, she suddenly felt that this sentence was more real than many lines she had memorized.

Before leaving, the camera focused on the entrance of the e-sports arena one last time.

Lin Yucai and Su Qingyan stood side by side.

Behind me is the e-sports area on the first floor, and above me is the gym on the second floor.

Xu Wei finished her final announcement in front of the camera.

"Today's on-site visit does not match the description in the anonymous report."

"The e-sports arena at No. 13 Middle School is not open to all without restrictions, nor is it a so-called illegal internet cafe."

"It is embedded in a whole set of performance, discipline and physical training rules."

Whether this kind of exploration is worth promoting remains to be seen.

"But at least here, what we see is not indulgence, but a very special attempt."

After the cameras were turned off, the interview vehicle slowly drove away from the campus.

Lin Yucai looked at the rear of the car, his expression calm.

"You've won by half a step again this time."

Su Qingyan stood beside him.

Not even half a step.

"How much is that?"

"That depends on whether some people feel ashamed or not."

"But... who arranged for the parents to come? Anyone who didn't know better would think they were shills I hired!"