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

"puff!"

Old Ma almost choked on the soup.

Su Qingyan was already quite angry, but his words stopped her anger halfway through.

"Director Ma is usually so serious, but why is he acting like a child?"

Lin Yucai slowly finished chewing his vegetables, made a joke, and then spoke his mind.

"He doesn't dare to forcefully block No. 13 Middle School now, so he can only leave the parents with questions."

"If you have too many questions, you will hesitate when filling out your college application."

"If parents hesitate, the No. 13 Middle School's enrollment advantage this year will be halved."

Old Ma nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's exactly right."

Su Qingyan stared at him: "So, how do you plan to counter this?"

Lin Yucai put down his chopsticks and glanced around the cafeteria hall.

It was past lunchtime, but many students were still there.

By the window, two high school seniors were eating while memorizing political knowledge points.

In the corner, Li Daqiang held a math error notebook, muttering to himself.

Further away, a few guys who had just come from the gym were arm wrestling with each other, while someone nearby was supervising them with flashcards.

These things are invisible to people outside.

If you can't see it, you can easily be misled by a phrase like "not doing your proper job".

"Didn't he say we were flashy?"

Lin Yucai picked up the report and tapped the table lightly.

"Then let the parents see what the No. 13 Middle School is doing at night."

Su Qingyan quickly realized: "You want to ask the TV station to film it again?"

"TV stations have a slow pace, which makes them easy targets for criticism for their editing."

Lin Yucai looked out the window and saw several students carrying camera equipment walking towards their extracurricular classrooms on the edge of the playground.

"live streaming."

Old Ma was stunned: "Live stream?"

"Yes, it's a live broadcast."

Lin Yucai spoke in a relaxed tone, but his words were very clear.

"Starting tonight, we'll be hosting a live stream of the daily evening study sessions at No. 13 Middle School."

"The camera will not film students' privacy, exam answers, or the interior of dormitories; it will only film the public areas."

"The book corner, study room, playground, gym, and extracurricular activity classrooms are all authentic."

Su Qingyan pondered for a moment, and her eyes gradually lit up.

"Let the parents see for themselves."

"Yes." Lin Yucai smiled.

"Liu Jianguo said that if we don't focus on academics, then let the parents see whether the students are being left to their own devices after the mandatory evening self-study sessions are canceled."

"But with live streaming, if something goes wrong, it can cause a lot of trouble," Old Ma was still a little worried.

"Therefore, there must be rules."

Lin Yucai took out his phone and dialed Lin Xiaoya directly.

"Principal, did my video get on the list again?"

After the call connected, a girl responded excitedly from the other end.

"Lin Xiaoya, you're famous now. The principal wants to talk to you about something important."

"Principal, you say so, I'll definitely do it."

"Bring your photography class classmates to the office building for a short meeting tonight."

Lin Xiaoya paused for a moment, then immediately realized: "Are you going to film a school promotional video?"

"More exciting than the promotional video."

Lin Yucai looked at Su Qingyan and Lao Ma.

"Let's start a live stream."

At 6:30 p.m., the small conference room in the No. 13 Middle School office building was full of people.

Lin Xiaoya arrived with five students from her photography class.

Zhou Heng was also pulled over by Su Qingyan to write the live stream introduction and pinned description.

Information technology teacher Feng Zhiyuan sat in the corner with two spare laptops and a bunch of cables.

Su Qingyan filled half a whiteboard with notes on privacy protection, filming areas, and the principle of student voluntariness.

"First, we will not take close-up photos of people's faces unless the student consents."

"Second, we will not take photos of specific report cards or personal information."

"Third, the live stream will not accept donations; the gift function will be disabled."

"Fourth, if anyone attacks students in the comments section, immediately block them and let them go."

Lin Xiaoya listened attentively and even raised her hand to add, "Vice Principal Su, we can fix the camera in the public area so that we don't need close-ups of students passing by."

Su Qingyan nodded: "Okay."

"A true record of the daily evening self-study sessions at No. 13 Middle School, without scripts or staged photos."

Zhou Heng wrote quickly in his notebook, reading aloud as he wrote.

"Okay, let me add one more thing: parental supervision is welcome."

Lin Yucai, leaning against the door, nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.

Old Ma glanced at him: "Principal, isn't this a bit too forceful?"

"What's there to be afraid of? We're capable of withstanding any scrutiny."

Feng Zhiyuan's palms were sweating a little when he was adjusting the equipment.

He was originally just an ordinary IT teacher, and his most exciting job was repairing projectors.

Now, when he's asked to set up a live stream, he's in a state of high alert.

"Principal Lin, the account verification has been completed using the school's official information. We'll start with a two-hour trial broadcast tonight."

That's enough.

Lin Yucai looked at the students.

"Remember this, we're not putting on a show for anyone today."

"Study the way you usually do today."

"Some people outside say that No. 13 Middle School is neglecting its duties, so let them open their eyes and see."

Lin Xiaoya's eyes lit up as she gripped the camera stabilizer tightly in her hand.

"Principal, we won't bring shame to the school."

Zhou Heng also looked up: "I've finished writing the introduction, please take a look."

Lin Yucai took the notebook and saw a sentence written on it.

"Some people say we've been abandoned, so we want to show everyone how we've picked ourselves up again."

The meeting room was silent for a few seconds.

Su Qingyan's gaze towards Zhou Heng softened considerably.

"Use this sentence."

Lin Yucai handed the notebook back, his tone unusually serious.

……

At 7:00 PM sharp, the official live broadcast room of No. 13 Middle School was officially opened.

The first shot focuses on the study room on the first floor of the teaching building.

There was no host, and no exaggerated background music.

In the video, more than twenty students are sitting at a table.

Some people were flipping through textbooks, some were organizing their mistakes, and some were wearing headphones to listen to English listening materials.

"Is this the No. 13 Middle School?"

"I heard school uniforms are all the rage, so I came to check it out."

"Isn't it said that this school is all about playing video games?"

A few minutes later, the camera cuts to the gym.

Physical education teacher Wang Defa stood nearby with a timer in hand. Several students who had just finished exercising were stretching, and others were jogging on the treadmill.

The number of comments started to increase.

"You need to work out after playing video games?"

"That's more self-disciplined than me."

"If my son had this level of exercise, I'd be laughing in my sleep."

Then, the camera pans to the book corner.

Chen Yu sat by the window, holding a book on appreciating ancient poems, with a glass of warm water beside her.

She didn't look at the camera; she just kept her head down taking notes.

The camera quickly moved away, without disturbing her.

The number of viewers in the live stream increased from a few hundred to two thousand.

Then it rose from two thousand to ten thousand.

Parents' groups started forwarding it.

"Look, this is the live broadcast from No. 13 Middle School tonight."

"The students are genuinely learning; they're not just putting on a show."

"I watched for ten minutes, it was quite quiet."

"They even have a gym check-in system; the management is quite meticulous."