Vivian replied: "The teacher has taught us for three years, so just treat it as the last lesson for us."

"I hope you can point out our future destination so that we can avoid taking detours."

After hearing this, I realized how precocious they are.

In fact, I should have seen the clues earlier, so that I could have avoided the tragedy of my previous life.

“Sometimes taking a detour is not necessarily all bad.”

Seeing that I refused to agree, Vivian became a little anxious.

Her expression was slightly gloomy, but quickly returned to normal.

"Teacher Shaw, do you have any concerns?"

I smiled and said, "The teacher is just tired and wants to go back and rest."

No matter what, I will never be able to give them advice in this life.

As for which university they fall in love with, they can go to that university.

Even if we all go to Crestwood University together, it has nothing to do with me.

I turned to leave the classroom, but saw the dean at the door.

He asked me curiously, "Brooklyn, you've made it through three years, but now you're planning to give up halfway?"

Only then did I realize why my previous life's school had to come out to testify.

It is my responsibility to say that it is my responsibility for students to apply to Crestwood University.

I don't know how they let Mr. Harrison pass by here.

I also happened to hear all the conversations between me and them.

It turns out that he has been plotting against me since this moment.

I'm glad, but more heartbroken.

I explained to Mr. Harrison, "I've had a severe headache lately, and the doctor said it would be very troublesome if I don't rest."

"Is that so? Well, you've certainly worked hard in the past three years."

After getting the director's promise, I left the classroom without looking back.

He didn't even say a final goodbye to his students.

Instead, Vivian quickly chased after him and asked Mr. Harrison, "Teacher Ma, did we do anything wrong?"

"Teacher Shaw has taught us for three years, and we are willing to trust her advice."

Mr. Harrison replied: "Good boy, Brooklyn will be proud for the rest of his life to have students like you."

I vaguely heard the conversation between the two.

Proud? Yes, I did think so in my previous life.

It was not until I was killed by them that I realized how terrifying these lunatics were.

I hurried home and locked the door before I calmed down.

I thought that by not giving any opinions in this life, I could escape the fate of my previous life.

It turns out that I underestimated these little beasts.

Especially Vivian's scheming, she is much more cunning than I thought.

Like a natural actor, good at disguise.

He can easily conceal his inner viciousness with a friendly and innocent smile.

She organized her classmates to celebrate my birthday.

My birthday is in two days.

They didn't contact me proactively, but used the power of School Administrators to call me back to school.

On the phone, I politely declined Mr. Harrison's invitation.

He couldn't understand and asked me why I refused to accept the children's kindness.

Two of The Vice Principals will also be there to celebrate my birthday.

After all, I am the biggest contributor to the class.

I wanted to explain, but I knew it would be useless no matter how much I said.

In the end, he was in a difficult situation and could only reluctantly agree to the school's request.

My birthday and the acceptance letters came on the same day.

With the School Administrators around, I thought I just had to be cautious.

These little beasts shouldn't be able to do anything weird.

It was very warm at first, with Vivian taking the lead and carrying the cake in from outside.

Then two classmates accompanied him and sang a birthday song.

The whole class and the School Administrators present applauded.

"Teacher Shaw, may this day be with you every year."

I stared at the cake indifferently and just replied thank you.

She also told me there would be a surprise waiting for me.

Those are the Acceptance letters delivered uniformly, and they are in the hands of the courier outside the door.

When it was delivered, the school administrators were even more excited than the students.

This class is not only the best performing class I have ever taught, but also broke the school's historical record.

However, when the students opened the express and took out the Acceptance letters.

The School Administrators' expressions gradually became strange.

They immediately stood up and checked one by one, and found that they were all the same university that they had never heard of.

Vivian looked at me with a forced smile.

"Teacher Shaw, this is our birthday present to you. As you wished, the whole class has been admitted to Crestwood University."

I actually guessed the result, but I didn’t expect they would really dare to play like this.

Looking at each of the same Acceptance letters.

That would be tantamount to destroying all their decades of hard work.

It is equivalent to destroying your future in your own hands.

Putting aside the hatred towards me, this is just crazy.

"As a class teacher, I just want to ask you one question: Is it really worth doing this?"

Vivian calmly replied, "Teacher Shaw, what are you talking about? Isn't it Crestwood University that you asked us to apply for?"

“They also told us that this is a newly established Prestigious Universities, with very strong faculty and great prospects.”

"Nonsense!" Mr. Harrison suddenly yelled.

He just checked Crestwood University and realized that this was a diploma mill.

It’s not even a normal third-tier university, but the whole class applied for the exam?

Faced with this situation, he was almost going crazy.

After the situation was made public, the scene went into an uproar.

There were also some parents present who threatened to kill themselves, saying that I had harmed their children.

I asked, "Vivian, when did I tell you to apply to Crestwood University?"

There's no way I'll be fooled a second time without any evidence.

What's more, I never helped them plan their lives from the beginning to the end.

Vivian, however, could lie with her eyes open. "Teacher Shaw, didn't you tell us last time that Crestwood University is the best choice?"

"The director was there at the time. Do you still want to deny it?"

The rest of the students howled in agony.

He clearly knew what he was doing, but he still had to cooperate with the acting.

Pretending to be a victim, cursing me for not being worthy of being a teacher.

They arranged everything in perfect order.

From making suggestions to executing the plan, everything went smoothly.

Some students even secretly started live streaming during the event.

Even the title was chosen in advance.

Unscrupulous teachers are harming their own students and suggesting enrolling in Unaccredited institutions can ruin people’s lives.

In less than a few minutes, tens of thousands of people flocked into the live broadcast room.

Everyone looked at Mr. Harrison.

Mr. Harrison was a little confused, and indeed recalled the situation at that time.

I said, "Director, you were there at the time, so you should know that I didn't give any advice."

"I certainly didn't hear you give any advice, but I'm not sure what you said before you came here."

The fact that the entire class applied to Crestwood University is extremely bad.

No matter what attitude the School Administrators express, they are likely to be criticized.

In the end, you will definitely be the one who suffers the most.

Deputy monitor Olivia stepped forward and asked, "Teacher Shaw, are you trying to shirk your responsibility?"

"Teacher Shaw, give me back my life!"

"I was thinking I would be able to get into a Prestigious Universities this time, but now what should I do? All my family's efforts over the past three years have gone to waste!"

"My mother sold her house and rented an apartment nearby for my College Entrance Exams. How can I explain this to her?"

"Devil, Teacher Shaw is a devil!"

More and more curses put me on the fire again.

I am much calmer than in my previous life.

Instead of panicking, he asked the little bastards, "You have no evidence and you say that I tricked you into going to Crestwood University?"

"Who said we don't have evidence?"

Vivian's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a cold smile.

Then turn on the projector and project the screen through your mobile phone.

In the picture, I was standing on the podium, vividly introducing the background of Crestwood University to the whole class.

"At that time, some classmates wanted to record their last days in high school, so they secretly recorded a video."

"If it weren't for this video, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to clear our name even if we jumped into the Sea."

With the statements of Vivian and her classmates, as well as the video evidence.

It was almost like sentencing me to guilt.

The parents in the class were very excited and clamored for me to get out of the education field forever.

School Administrators wanted to stop it but felt ashamed of my behavior.

I never thought that there would be a teacher who could be so cruel.

Facing the criticism, I calmly asked, "Is this video synthesized by AI?"

“Although I don’t use the Internet much, it doesn’t mean I don’t understand these high-tech things.”

I pointed at the screen and continued, "Three minutes and seventeen seconds. Didn't you notice that my appearance has changed?"

Vivian's expression changed slightly.

She frowned and asked, "Then tell me, what exactly do we want to achieve by doing this?"

"Yeah, what's the point?"

School Administrators looked at each other, all wanting to know the truth.

"You have been dissatisfied with me for the past three years and think that my education method is too harsh, so you want to take revenge on me in this way."

My explanation brought silence to the originally noisy scene.

I said it anyway even though I knew no one would believe it.

What he got in return was Vivian's sinister look and the surprise of the other classmates.

There are 46 students in the class I teach.

One third of them come from poor families, and I visit them at their homes regularly every month.

They would bring them food and secretly give money to their parents.

If anyone doesn't come to school in the morning, I will call them immediately.

Make sure every one of my children is safe.

Is this kind of education wrong?

Before I died in my previous life, I doubted and thought about this question more than once.

"Is that all? Teacher Shaw, do you think we are too petty?"

"Yes, teacher, we love you so much and obey you in everything, but you treat us like this?"

"I can swear to the school leaders and parents that I have never held any grudge against Teacher Shaw."

Vivian raised her hands and swore to the sky, "If I lie, my whole family will die!"

I sneered in my heart, if such an oath would work.

I don’t know how many people die every day around the world.

These are just her ways of pretending to be innocent, and I am their class teacher.

In the eyes of outsiders, this kind of thing is indeed to blame.

Someone from the School Administrators finally stepped forward and decided to conduct a detailed investigation into the matter.

But the parents refused to give in and insisted that it was my problem.

If this wasn't a public place, he might have rushed up to me and fought me to the death.

The school had no choice but to make the promise temporarily.

I will be suspended.

If the situation is true, I will immediately apply to revoke my teaching license.