CHAPTER 19

"Dominating the forum" referred to a person, event, or thing that garnered unprecedented attention on a specific section of an online forum, with numerous related posts, overwhelming other threads.

Kendall looked at Asher's phone and noticed that the chit–chat section of the Powell High School forum was filled with topics related to her.

Each thread had a high number of replies and views.

"From bottom of the grade to top, what is Kendall's secret?"

"I heard Kendall taught all the subjects to Class 7. Is it true?"

"Not biased, analyzing Kendall's drumming skills from a professional perspective."

"From being a student to becoming a teacher, then a drummer, and finally a hero who saved a boy. I'm in love with her, what about you?"

"Kendall is the true Goddess of Powell High School. If you disagree, keep it to yourself!"

"Hey, can anyone here get engaged to me and then dump me? I also want to be transformed like Kendall!"

At present, the evaluation of Kendall in the forum was consistent.

Firstly, she was highly intelligent and excelled academically. Furthermore, she possessed an astonishing ability to teach multiple subjects, leading Class 7 to victory and creating a miracle that would be recorded in the school's history.

Secondly, her drumming skills were impressive, on par with top drummers in the country.

Lastly, beneath her aloof exterior, there must be a passionate heart; or she wouldn't have sacrificed herself to save others.

Why did Kendall undergo such a transformation?

Everyone attributed it to Austin.

It was widely known that in Kendall's three years at Powell High School, Austin had never shown her a friendly face.

Austin even openly stated that Gloria was his ideal girlfriend, which was a direct insult to Kendall.

Maybe Kendall decided to fight back and prove herself after enduring enough.

However, she went a bit overboard and ended up becoming a prominent figure in the school.

Who doesn't love a story of turning the tables against all odds?

They wished they were Kendall, so they could confront and prove wrong those who had insulted and ridiculed them in the past.

The students from Class 2 were filled with regret and personally came to the forum to criticize themselves, wishing that time could turn back.

In response, everyone sarcastically said, "Now you regret it? Just get lost!"

Now they regret it?

What were they doing earlier?

They collectively lied, and if Kendall hadn't recorded the video in advance, who could have cleared her name?

Speaking of which, everyone began praising Kendall again.

They praised her for being strategic. meticulous, and single–handedly taking down the trustee, Lisa, and her son, Jaxon.

The more they thought about it, the more amazing she seemed.

"Everyone is saying how awesome Goddess Kendall is," Asher grinned.

Goddess Kendall was in their class.

And they were super proud of it!

Kendall shifted her gaze and looked at Asher. "I have a question for you," she said.

Asher might know something about the inter–school chess tournament.

"What's the question?" Asher blinked his eyes eagerly.

Before Kendall could speak, a girl rushed in from outside.

"Bad news! Mr. Mathew… resigned!"

That statement was like a thunderclap, causing a stir in Class 7.

"What's going on? Didn't we pass the exam?" Asher widened his eyes in shock.

"We not only passed but also scored higher on average than Class 1. Why did Mr. Mathew resign?"

"Did the students from Class 1 not accept it and play dirty tricks to force Mr. Mathew to resign?"

"If that's true, I'm going to give them a good beating!"

The emotions of every one were highly charged, and some boys even rolled up their sleeves, preparing for a fight.

The girl gasped for breath. "I don't know why Mr. Mathew resigned, but I saw him holding the resignation letter and walking towards the school gate!"

As soon as she finished her words, everyone rushed out.

So did Kendall.

At the school gate.

Mr. Mathew held the resignation letter with a nostalgic look in his eyes.

He wanted to turn around and take one last look at the school's plaque, but to his surprise, the students he once taught came running towards him. It brought tears to his eyes.

"I was about to say goodbye to you all, but here you are, coming to me," Mr. Mathew shook the resignation letter in his hand and chuckled.

"I'm no longer a teacher."

He had been planning to resign for a while. The lack of progress from Class 7 over the three years showed that his teaching abilities were not up to par.

He always had the intention to resign.

Kendall's arrival only solidified his decision.

She made him realize the gap between them.

And she showed him that having a heart that cared for the students alone was not enough.

He couldn't continue to "mislead the students."

"Not a teacher anymore? Then what will you do?" Asher's tone carried a hint of sadness.

Over time, he had come to appreciate how dedicated Mr. Mathew was to Class 7.

"I'll be going back to inherit the family business," Mr. Mathew smiled faintly.

The students sensed a bittersweet undertone in that smile.

One of the girls, with tears in her eyes, spoke up. "What family business? Are you going back to herd sheep and farm?"

They all knew that Mr. Mathew's family was not well–off.

"Mr. Mathew, who bullied you? Tell us!" Asher took a step forward, tears welling up in his eyes.

Before the tears could fall from his eyes, the sound of an engine starting came from the other end of the road.

A cool red convertible sports car stopped behind Mr. Mathew, with two stunning female models in the back seat.

The models gracefully stepped out of the car, one on each side, clinging to Mr. Mathew and coquettishly exclaiming.

"Mr. Mathew, my sister and I miss you so much."

The touching scene instantly faded.

What was happening here?

Why were these beautiful models clinging to the poor Mr. Mathew?

Were they hallucinating?

"Honey, wait for me in the car. I will say goodbye to my students first."

Mr. Mathew took out two stacks of money and generously handed them to the models. He was quite extravagant!

The two models smiled with joy and obediently returned to the car.

The crowd looked puzzled.

Asher almost bit his tongue. "Evan, Mr. Mathew, didn't you say that your family sold sheep to raise money for your trip to Powell High School?"

"Yes, indeed, the money for my trip to Powell High School was gathered that way," Mr. Mathew nodded. "Any problem with that?"

"But then why… why…" A girl pointed to the sports car, then to the models, and finally to the money in their hands.

There were too many questions, and she didn't know where to begin.

"Oh, here is the thing," Mr. Mathew looked innocent. "My family owns forty million sheep, thirty million pigs, ten million cows, and several million donkeys. Now that I can't make it here, I can only return to inherit my family's multi–billion–dollar fortune."

Everyone's face was filled with shock.

"I've been happy with you all these three years, and I'm sorry I couldn't teach you more. Luckily, Kendall is here," Mr. Mathew looked at Kendall.

"You've done a great job teaching Class 7, and I owe you a favor. If you ever get into trouble, just contact me. My family is quite big and easy to find."

On the map of the Rosemont, every visible grassland belonged to his family.

Having said that, Mr. Mathew sat in the driver's seat of the sports car, put on his sunglasses, and drove away.

"Shit." With so much to say, Asher only uttered one word.

"Huh?" The students had serious expressions. Did he just say foul words to Mr. Mathew?

"I didn't," Asher smiled innocently and quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, Goddess Kendall, didn't you have a question for me?"