Wilwin's accusation convinced Scott.

This week has been the hardest week he has had since he was born.

It doesn't matter if you become a laughing stock for students, the most important thing is that you become a laughing stock for your colleagues.

Students are like leeks graduating and leaving, and time will always make them forget.

But for colleagues who work and live at Yale, and lack a topic, the black history of him being scolded by a little beggar is likely to run through his life.

He was anxious and stressed.

Sleepless late at night, with heavy dark circles under his eyes during the day, he stood on the podium and thought they were discussing himself when he saw the students pointing at him, and when he saw the laughter among the students, he thought they were laughing at him.

Suspicious, suspicious, and full of soldiers.

Scott, whose life is on the rise, has switched from a "success template" to a "suspense template" because of a little tramp.

Even, when he looked out the window at the silent and thick night, he suddenly felt that he had seen the legendary Bigfoot.

Just when he was about to break down completely, his mentor found him.

The long conversation that lasted all night gave him some confidence again.

The way the mentor completely restored his self-confidence was to take the initiative and bring down Doug.

They used a variety of methods to gather information about Doug.

They need to know that Ge borrowed money from Black Hawk Bank at frightening interest rates, that he used it to buy a printing and dyeing factory, and that he was trying to make a game called Monopoly a big hit.

When they knew that Ger was trying to get the people at Yale to accept the game and make a difference, they knew their chance had come.

Maybe they don't have much influence outside of school, outside of industry, but at Yale it's all easy to say.

As long as his game can't be sold at Yale, the growing debt will naturally crush this pesky guy.

The mainstream denomination of Yale College is the Protestant Congregational Church. This faction advocates individual freedom of belief and respects differences in individual understanding.

But Doug's overly outstanding performance still made many people in the school dissatisfied with him.

The ideas promoted in "Monopoly" also disliked many people.

Today's parade is not only the will of Scott and Wilwin, but also some people who are unwilling to show their heads.

Although Doug is only a small person, they are already skilled in mobilizing the common people to fight the common people and using the common people to fight for their own interests.

Wilwin's series of doubts made the people in the team usher in a wave of high (harmony) in their psychology.

The students who followed the two of them hated Doug for all sorts of reasons.

Some refused because they wanted to find Doug to write a thesis, some of their favorite young ladies actually admired Doug's damn homeless man, and some simply couldn't look at people in the limelight.

Wilwin's gradual questioning began with the defense of his students, and finally fell to the level of destroying Yale.

Not to mention Daog, even his student Scott, and even himself, could not afford to ruin Yale's reputation.

There was silence, as if the birds had stopped chirping.

In the distance, people kept converging here, and they on the periphery didn't know what was going on inside, but they were still looking for people to ask and watch strongly.

Williams, who had just risen up, saw that there were more and more people in his sight, and he began to be a little timid again.

"Are you done?" said Doug, who continued to walk forward, and as he walked up to Wilwin, he stood still and asked, "Why did I ruin Yale? Are you kidding?"

Doug's mocking tone and monkey-like look made Wilvan angry.

When he wanted to reprimand this guy and let him leave Yale in a mellow manner, Doug opened his arms, and he slowly turned around as if embracing the blue sky, so that everyone could see himself.

"Ladies and gentlemen, teachers and students here, you all remember the history of Yale College! Yale College has a history of 159 years since it was founded.

In the beginning, it was small and not well-known.

It's like a colony established by the ancestors of the United States, who traveled across the ocean on the Mayflower.

At that time, no one in the world, including the ancestors themselves, would have expected the birth of the United States.

However, the United States of America was eventually formed!

When Yale College was founded, no one thought the school would achieve anything.

However......

Through the efforts of generations of Yale students and faculty members, Yale is now one of the top universities in the United States!

Where does this fame come from?

Is it me or you?

No!

Neither!

This fame comes from the efforts of Yale people in the past, and from the memory of Yale from the outside world.

Now, a well-known professor said to me that I would ruin Yale.

How could I be Yale?

Erase all the memories that everyone in this world has about Yale?

Or can a single "Monopoly" taint all the sages?

It is an honor for Professor Wilwin to think so highly of me.

However, I don't believe it myself!

The glory of Yale comes from the past.

Even if I want to destroy Yale now, please ask Professor Wilwin to witness the ruined Yale fifty years later, and come back to me today!"

Doug's movements and tone were so contagious that the listeners, who didn't have time to think, looked at Wilwin and Scott with a look that looked a little like a monkey.

When Scott saw what Doug looked like now, he remembered the fear of being dominated by him in the classroom that day.

A look of pain spread across his face, and the distorted face was very ugly.

Professor Wilvan is older and has a lot of life experience.

He looked at Doug's incitement, and immediately shouted, "Sophistry! He is sophistry! There is no prophet among us, who can know what will happen in fifty years! To make a condition of what cannot be proved is sophistry!"

Doug Claydon, you have to remember that you're just a little tramp, a humble little tramp who lives by begging!

Are you a student of Yale, or a teacher of Yale, what qualifications do you have to speak of Yale's past and future?"

Dr. Wilvan was right! I was not a student of Yale, nor was I a teacher at Yale, and I was not qualified to talk about Yale's past and future. Why was I, who was nothing, able to ruin Yale?

I, a humble little tramp who lives by begging, can ruin Yale.

Are you praising me without a bottom line, or are you a Yale elite who is not even as good as a humble little tramp who lives by begging?"

How could Wilwin stand Doug's essence in the bar, a brilliant mind could not make up for the gap in knowledge.

"Get out of here! Get out of Yale!"

The hysterical Wilvan and the distorted Scott simply complement each other and become a beautiful landscape for people to enjoy.

The crusading team that has lost its soul is about to fall to the ground.

In the collapse, Wilwin frantically grabbed the non-existent silk thread in the air, "Stop! Stop! I'm going to watch him get out of Yale today! If he doesn't get out, I'll get out!"

The people who wanted to leave stopped again, as if they wanted to wait for the end.

Doug looked at Wilwin's crazy appearance, took a few steps back, moved away from him and said, "You really want me to leave so much?"

As soon as Doug finished speaking, he heard a majestic voice say, "Who told you to leave?"

"Teacher?"

"Headmaster?"

Doug and Wilwin shouted different names at the same time.