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

"Censorship?"

Lin Yucai's hand stopped.

"It means they're checking if you used any improper methods during the teaching process."

"For example, leaking exam questions in advance, organizing students to collude on answers, or tampering with the exam process."

Su Qingyan looked at him with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Although she believed the children wouldn't cheat, this kind of overreaction would definitely damage the confidence the children had worked so hard to build.

"He couldn't find anything."

Lin Yucai's voice was calm.

"I know we can't find anything out." Su Qingyan stared into his eyes, "but the act of investigation itself is a knife."

"Once the news that No. 13 Middle School is under investigation by the Education Bureau gets out, regardless of whether the final result proves the school innocent, it will sound distorted to parents."

Lin Yucai put down his pen.

Su Qingyan is right.

There's no need to find any concrete evidence against Liu Jianguo.

All he needs to do is link "suspected cheating" with No. 13 Middle School, and that's enough.

Parents are never afraid of the truth, they are afraid of the risks.

"When will he make his move?" Lin Yucai asked.

"The No. 3 Middle School in the east of the city said it would be next week."

next week.

Lin Yucai turned his chair halfway around, facing the row of ginkgo trees on the playground outside the window.

The newly enrolled 500-plus students will start school in September.

If the news of the "review" had been leaked beforehand, how many parents would have changed their minds?

he does not know.

But he knew that Liu Jianguo was the kind of person who would never admit defeat after losing a game.

He'll just come back in a more underhanded way.

"Vice Principal Su."

"Um?"

"Help me make an appointment with that reporter, Xu Wei."

Su Qingyan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"What do you want to do?"

"Liu Jianguo wants to play dirty tricks." Lin Yucai turned back, tapping his fingers lightly on the table twice. "Then I'll put this matter out in the open."

"If he dares to investigate, I dare to let the whole city watch him investigate."

……

At 8 p.m., Lin Yucai was alone in his office.

The phone on the table was lit up, and a new message appeared in the bank's notification bar.

「【工商银行】您尾号8488的帐户于7月11日20:02跨行汇款收入人民币2000000.00元，当前余额……」

Twenty million.

Adding his previous balance, he now has enough money to demolish and rebuild No. 13 Middle School.

However, it is unrealistic to demolish and rebuild in less than two months.

This summer, renovations need to be put on the agenda.

The blueprints for the research building provided by the system are already on my computer.

It has twelve standardized laboratories, four science and technology innovation incubation spaces, and a multi-functional academic lecture hall.

The building occupies a small area, but its interior design is astonishingly ingenious.

Each laboratory is equipped with an independent exhaust and waste liquid treatment system, and the science and technology innovation space even has reserved space for 3D printers and laser cutters.

What appealed to him most was the additional effect of the "Inspiration Aura".

The creative thinking activity of teachers and students entering the research building increased by 200%.

What does this mean?

This means that the students at No. 13 Middle School are not just test-taking machines.

They can invent, compete, and write papers.

Students can apply through independent enrollment, the Strong Foundation Program, or by leveraging their scientific and technological innovation talents.

A brand new track.

Lin Yucai turned off the blueprints and leaned back in his chair, thinking for a while.

The research building issue isn't urgent; the most pressing matter is dealing with the sword hanging over Liu Jianguo's head.

He picked up his phone and found Xu Wei's WeChat.

This reporter took the initiative to follow and film during the parents' open day last time, and she was responsible for several positive reports about No. 13 Middle School afterward.

Judging from her attitude, she was very disgusted with Liu Jianguo's hypocritical behavior.

"Mr. Xu, would you mind having a chat for a bit?"

The reply came in less than a minute after the message was sent.

"Principal Lin! Congratulations! No. 13 Middle School is all over social media today. My colleagues are all asking me if I have inside information."

"There's something I want to talk to you about," Lin Yucai typed. "It's about the upcoming investigation that No. 13 Middle School might face."

The title being typed on the other end flashed for several seconds.

"Censorship? What censorship?"

"The Education Bureau may launch an investigation into the college entrance examination results of No. 13 Middle School on the grounds of teaching compliance."

"What's the reason?"

"The reason is... the improvement in grades is too large and does not conform to common sense."

The other side fell silent again.

Then Xu Wei sent a long message:

"Principal Lin, let me be frank."

"If the Education Bureau were to actually investigate a school that had just achieved the third-best score in the city, that in itself would be news."

"Regardless of the outcome of the investigation, the topic of being investigated for having excellent grades will cause an uproar online."

"You want me to report this to the authorities ahead of time?"

Lin Yucai stared at the message, his finger hovering over the screen for a few seconds.

"It's not about giving advance notice," he replied. "It's about wanting the entire process to be open and transparent if the review really comes."

"The Education Bureau will make all its investigations, findings, processes, and results public."

"I'm not afraid of being investigated."

"But I'm afraid that if I investigate, my words will be taken out of context."

Xu Wei's reply came even faster.

"Understood, Principal Lin, I'm ready to go at any time."

"If the review is approved, I will follow up immediately."

"Furthermore, I have previously filmed footage of daily teaching and campus management at No. 13 Middle School, along with videos from before and after this year's college entrance examination, which is sufficient to prove that your teaching process is normal."

"Thanks." Lin Yucai typed those two words and put his phone down.

With the media as a sword hanging over his head, Liu Jianguo would have to think twice before trying to operate behind the scenes.

Review is acceptable, but it cannot be conducted behind closed doors.

Once the entire process is made public, Liu Jianguo will only have two options left...

Either find solid evidence to definitively shut down the 13th Middle School, or find nothing and embarrass yourself.

Lin Yucai was certain that he couldn't find anything.

Because the results of No. 13 Middle School are real.

Every point, every question, was written by those 173 children themselves.

The system's halo effect enhances efficiency and performance, rather than directly cramming answers into their heads.

Old Zhao's lectures were real, the students stayed up all night for real, and every stroke of their pen in the exam room was their own.

You can check it, check whatever you want.

Lin Yucai turned off the computer, stood up, and stretched.

The campus outside the window had already darkened, with streetlights shining one by one.

The lights in the cafeteria were still on in the distance, and Zhou Dahai was making late-night snacks for the students who stayed on campus.

A few students were strolling on the track, their laughter drifting through the glass windows, muffled and indistinct.

Lin Yucai watched all this, pondering what to do next.

Summer vacation lasts two months.

The first thing: construction of the research building began.

The second thing: the second phase of renovation of the canteen and dormitory.

The third thing: the recruitment of new teachers. Whether the "halo effect of attracting famous teachers" can automatically attract good teachers remains to be seen in the next two months.

The fourth thing: dealing with Liu Jianguo's investigation.

All four tasks must be carried out simultaneously, and none can be neglected.

"Twenty million," he muttered to himself, counting on his fingers. "Enough to live on."

Just as Lin Yucai was about to go home, his phone vibrated again.

"Are you still in the office?"

"Just about to leave."

"I heard that someone from higher up is coming down to inspect the school, and they specifically asked to come to our school."