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

The next morning, Lin Yucai went to open the suggestion box as usual.

He sensed something was wrong when he opened the box.

There were so many notes that they were almost overflowing.

Thin and thick pieces of paper, big and small, some written on proper letter paper, some torn from exercise books, and one written on a napkin, the ink already half-stained.

Lin Yucai took out a slip of paper and stood next to the box to read it.

The first one.

"Principal, I estimated my score three times online, and the three websites gave me three different numbers, the biggest difference being forty points. Which one should I believe?"

"My mom has called seven times and I still don't know how to answer."

the second one.

"Principal, I estimated my English score to be 65, but there are a few reading comprehension questions I'm unsure about; it could be 55 or 70."

"Being just a few points short in college applications means I could go to completely different schools. It's so agonizing."

The third one.

"Principal Lin, I estimate my score to be between 420 and 450."

"This score is neither high nor low enough; it's too high for a good school, and I'm not satisfied with a bad one."

"With so many junior colleges and second-tier universities, I have no idea which one to apply to. Could you please give us some advice?"

The fourth, the fifth, and the sixth.

The content is pretty much the same.

Anxiety, confusion, uncertainty.

Some wrote with great restraint, some with great haste, and some with such illegible handwriting that they were almost unrecognizable.

The last note was folded into a small triangle, and when unfolded, it contained only one line of text.

"Principal, I'm afraid to go over the answers, but I can't accept getting them wrong."

"Is there any way to find out roughly how much I scored on the exam and which schools I should apply to? Please?"

Lin Yucai collected all the notes, put them in his pocket, and headed towards the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria, breakfast time was already halfway over.

Fewer senior students came today than yesterday, and several tables were empty.

Those who came were the same as yesterday...

Cell phone, test paper, calculator—it's like trying to solve a problem that can never be solved.

Lin Yucai brought a bowl of porridge and sat down next to Chen Yu.

"headmaster."

Chen Yu was startled and hurriedly turned off her phone screen.

"Have you eaten?" Lin Yucai asked, looking down at his porridge.

"I've eaten." Chen Yu pointed to the bowl of millet porridge in front of her that had barely been touched.

Lin Yucai glanced at it but didn't expose him.

"Have you estimated your score?"

"I estimated it, but it's not very accurate." Chen Yu hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Those online score estimation tools are unreliable; the answers don't match up."

"Besides... even if I could estimate it, I wouldn't know where to report it."

"I want to apply to a teacher's college, but I'm afraid my score won't be high enough. I'm not willing to apply to a less prestigious one."

"I spent the whole night researching schools, and it gave me a headache."

Lin Yucai finished his porridge and put the bowl down.

"You're not the only one like this, are you?"

"The whole grade is like this." Chen Yu smiled bitterly. "I'm even more anxious after the college entrance exam. At least during the exam, I knew what to do. Now I'm just waiting around and can't do anything."

Lin Yucai nodded and stood up.

"Alright, stop guessing, just finish this bowl of porridge."

"Wait for my news."

Chen Yu was taken aback: "What news?"

Lin Yucai didn't answer, and took the empty bowl to the dish collection station.

As he walked out of the cafeteria, the stack of papers in his pocket was digging into his thigh.

The system panel flashed in the upper right corner of the view.

【Ding! 】

[A large number of student requests have been detected, and rating calculations are in progress...]

[We received suggestions from students: the score estimation tools are inaccurate and there is an overload of information for college application; they request accurate score predictions and college recommendations.]

[Suggested rating: Two stars (essential needs of the target audience, high technological content)]

[Should we adopt this?]

Lin Yucai stopped in his tracks.

Two stars recommended.

The last time I got two stars was for the school uniform, and I was given a two million start-up fund.

Without hesitation, he silently recited it in his mind.

"Accept".

[Ding! Suggestion successfully adopted!]

[A special start-up fund of 80 million RMB has been allocated!]

The words on the panel continued to jump.

[Task Generation: Before the official release of the college entrance examination results, provide high-precision score prediction and intelligent college application matching services for the senior students of this school.]

[Special Bonus: The system will directly distribute the "AI Score Estimation and College Application Recommendation Analysis System" (software + database + hardware adaptation solution).]

[This system can combine students' academic records, college entrance examination answer records for each subject, and historical provincial admission data to provide accurate predictions with an error of no more than 3 points and recommend the optimal combination of college application choices.]

[Note: The system comes with three levels of network security protection to prevent data leakage and malicious attacks.]

Task completion rate: 0%

[Completion Reward: Blue Elite Chest]

Lin Yucai stared at the line "error not exceeding 3 minutes" and stood at the cafeteria entrance for several seconds in a daze.

An error within one-third.

What does this mean?

This means that after students input their answers, the scores they receive are almost identical to the final scores released on the official results.

It's like seeing your college entrance exam results three days in advance.

And it even comes with volunteer recommendations?

Lin Yucai rubbed his hands together, a smile playing on his lips.

The system, perhaps fearing he wouldn't be satisfied, abruptly ended the suspense before the college entrance exam results were released.

He took out his phone and dialed Su Qingyan's number.

"Vice Principal Su, are you busy?"

"I'm fine, what's wrong?" Su Qingyan's voice sounded sleepy on the other end of the phone, probably because she hadn't slept well.

"Call Lao Ma over, and Feng Zhiyuan from the information team too." Lin Yucai quickened his pace toward the office building.

"There will be a short meeting in the principal's office in half an hour."

"What's the rush?"

"Great news." Lin Yucai's steps were as light as if he were walking on springs. "Great news indeed."

……

Half an hour later, four people were sitting in the principal's office.

Lin Yucai, Su Qingyan, Ma Desheng, and information technology teacher Feng Zhiyuan.

Feng Zhiyuan was in his early thirties, tall and thin, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and was the only student at No. 13 Middle School to major in computer science.

He doesn't talk much, but he can figure out anything related to machines.

"Here's the situation." Lin Yucai spread the stack of papers on the table. "The senior high school students are extremely anxious right now. The online score estimation tools have large errors and outdated data, resulting in all sorts of different estimates. The more they estimate, the more panicked they become."

"I have an AI system that I sourced from overseas."

"What AI system? There's no college entrance exam overseas, right?" Su Qingyan asked, her face full of doubt.

"My financial technology team helped modify a similar AI system for the college entrance examination."

Lin Yucai remained expressionless and blurted out the reason.

"AI-powered intelligent score estimation is highly accurate, with an error margin of less than three points."

"It can also recommend volunteer options based on historical data."

Within three points.

"Principal Lin, within three points?"

Feng Zhiyuan's glasses almost slipped off his nose.

"That can't be right, can it? Even the best score estimation tools on the market have an error margin of 20 to 30 points..."