My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

"I need to call you..."

Before Lin Mo could finish the second half of his sentence, a piece of chalk hit him on the head.

Old Wei stared wide-eyed at Lin Mo:

"Lin Mo, I've never noticed you talking so much before? Come up here and do this problem."

Lin Mo thought to himself, "Holy crap!"

I usually chat with Fat Tiger without getting caught because there are always classmates with more herniated discs than me. What happened today? I was caught red-handed after only saying two words.

The culprit was none other than the dazzling Ye Zimo.

Because his deskmate was so dazzling, Lin Mo's every move was magnified, and even whispering in a low voice would be noticed.

The feeling was utterly overwhelming. Lin Mo forced himself to stand up and looked at Old Wei:

"Teacher, I don't know how to do this question."

"Can't do it? If you can't do it, then stop spouting nonsense down there. Tell me, what are you babbling about? What's there to talk about? Fat Tiger, you come up here and do it!"

Old Wei glared at Fatty Tiger, who stood up tremblingly: "Teacher, I don't know either."

"You still don't know how to pay attention in class? You are the worst class I've ever taught, without a doubt. Sit down."

Old Wei adjusted his glasses and continued, "Who knows how?"

The classroom fell silent instantly. The lively boys wilted like frostbitten eggplants, while the girls lowered their heads and combed their hair with their pretty hands.

Old Wei looked heartbroken: "Luckily, I asked Teacher Tian for this lesson. Look at your level, how can you do well without some tutoring? There are only 15 days left until the math competition. Stretch out all four of your hands and count them. What does 15 days mean? It's a very short time! It's urgent!"

"Teacher, it's hands and feet, not claws."

Wang Tong, the brave class monitor known as "Upright Brother," immediately wanted to correct Lao Wei's wording and at the same time make his presence known to Ye Zimo, the transfer student.

That's right, Lin Mo was sure he was trying to get attention, because even though he was sitting in the first row, he made sure to tilt his head slightly so that he could see Ye Zimo in the back row out of the corner of his eye.

Old Wei straightened his sparse bangs and retorted, "Only primates with brains have limbs called hands and feet. Do you even have brains?"

The class fell silent again. Everyone knew that if anyone stood up to argue with Lao Wei at this moment and said they had a brain, they would definitely be called up to do a problem.

Even the upright man was no longer upright; he silently lowered his head, proving that a true man can bend and stretch!

Old Wei sighed: "Hey, I'll give you one more chance. If anyone can solve this problem today, I won't have to teach the next art class. If you can't, art class, PE class, music class, hehehe, they'll all become great math classes!"

Old Wei's face gradually became ferocious, which terrified Lin Mo.

No way! Art class shouldn't turn into math class!

Lin Mo felt utterly hopeless, but then she thought about how Lao Wei hadn't even spared a regular class like Chinese, let alone supplementary subjects.

Ye Zimo glanced at Lin Mo. Now was the time to let him discover the difference between me and ordinary people.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the class's academic representative, Zhengzhi. As the top student in the class, he was under pressure that he shouldn't have at his age. He was just about to bite the bullet when suddenly a beam of light seemed to fall from the sky and landed on Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo stood up, walked step by step to the podium, picked up the chalk, and without any nonsense, began to solve the problem cleanly and efficiently.

Old Wei was visibly surprised. He rested his chin on his hand, struggling with his own thoughts.

I deliberately chose a difficult problem that even senior high school students couldn't solve, so she definitely couldn't solve it either. But why am I a little uneasy? This girl's confidence is so amazing! Oh no, her solution and steps are completely correct. Could she have done this math Olympiad problem before? If she solves it, am I supposed to make them take art, music, and PE classes?

Lin Mo was stunned, watching Ye Zimo fill the entire blackboard in just three minutes and even figure out the answer.

At this moment, regardless of whether Ye Zimo's solution was right or wrong, the wolves in the class began to cheer and cheer. The female students were also conquered by her. No, the female students had already been conquered by her.

"Ye Ziming, you're awesome!"

"Zimo-chan, I want to have your babies."

Old Wei's indiscriminate glare silenced the strange noises in the class, and the female classmate who wanted to have Zimo's baby immediately covered her mouth.

Old Wei clutched his heart and began to check Ye Zimo's work that had filled the blackboard.

"Three minutes? You can solve it in three minutes? Even top high school students need 15 minutes to solve this problem. Have you ever done this problem before?"

Old Wei was visibly shocked and asked with great excitement.

Ye Zimo shook her head slightly.

"What similar questions have you done? You must have done them before!"

Old Wei was still trying to find a breakthrough when he heard Ye Zimo's cold voice utter two words: "No."

No! No! No! These two words, like a demonic whisper, pierced Old Wei's ears, amplifying and enveloping him completely!

"Talent!"

A dazzling light suddenly shone in Lao Wei's eyes, as if he had unearthed the most magnificent treasure in the world.

"I've taught so many classes of students, and I've never encountered a child with such a talent for mathematics! Great, great!"

Old Wei was overjoyed; his bangs danced in the wind, and his bald head seemed to sprout new buds, making him look radiant.

"Wow, Lao Wei praised someone."

"No wonder she's a goddess, and I never expected her to be such a top student."

"I feel like the gap between me and my goddess has widened again."

The students in the class expressed a range of emotions, some happy and some sad.

Ye Zimo looked up at her deskmate Lin Mo with an arrogant expression, her gaze completely that of a superior being looking down on a lower being.

Lin Mo's lips twitched slightly. He hadn't expected this vampire to be a genius girl, but... what do you mean by looking at me like that?

"Lin Mo."

Suddenly, as if possessed, Lao Wei called out to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo swallowed hard and stood up: "Yes."

"Look how excellent your deskmate is. You should learn more from Ye Ziming. Since you're deskmates, ask questions if you don't understand something. Don't waste such a great resource."

Old Wei said earnestly.

Lin Mo nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down.

Ye Zimo nodded. Even though Lao Wei was just being polite, she took it seriously.

"Okay, I will take charge of tutoring Lin Mo in math from now on."

Old Wei pushed up his glasses, surprised that Ye Zimo was so easy to talk to.

"Then why don't you be the math representative too?"

With just one sentence, Lao Wei sent Deng Jie, the original math committee member, to hell.

He looked dejected. "Old Wei, you've changed. Yesterday you praised me for doing a good job, and today you've turned to someone else? Waaah, give me back my youth!"

"I refuse."

Ye Zimo showed no respect for Lao Wei, and Deng Jie felt as if he had been granted a general amnesty, and was in a great mood.

Old Wei coughed and said, "It's okay if you don't want to be one. Just study hard, and you'll definitely shine in the math competition."

Ye Zimo didn't respond to Lao Wei's flattery; she was most afraid of the sudden silence.

But Old Wei was a seasoned veteran with an incredibly thick skin. He immediately began teaching and carefully explained the problem.

He was already very content to have encountered such a mathematical genius. Even if the genius had a quirky temper, he could completely accept it.

Then Lao Wei wrote a few more competition questions on the blackboard.

She could give the answer to questions that didn't require Ye Zimo to write out the steps in almost a second, which amazed the students in Class 2 of Grade 11. They were all stunned and kept exclaiming "Wow!"

People in Class 1 and Class 3 of Grade 11 thought that the people in Class 2 had gone crazy, and they all wanted to come to Class 2 to see what was going on.

After demonstrating her astonishing intelligence, Ye Zimo gave Lin Mo another look.

"?"

Lin Mo's face was filled with a big question mark.

"So, can you see the difference between us?"

Chapter 5: The Vampires Also Keep Up with the Times

"I saw it."

Lin Mo stared at the proud vampire girl Ye Zimo with his lifeless, dead fish eyes.

This look made the proud Ye Zimo feel neither valued nor respected, but rather looked down upon. If it weren't for the presence of everyone, she wouldn't mind giving Lin Mo a taste of the power of authority.

Forget it, you can't judge a book by its cover. Those dead fish eyes are something you're born with.

Ye Zimo comforted herself with this thought, and then asked, "Do you want to become as excellent as me?"

Lin Mo shook his head, leaving Ye Zimo's next words stuck in her throat, like a fishbone.

"I have no interest in mathematics."

Lin Mo said ruthlessly.

I see. Based on my understanding of humans, the less they are good at something, the less interested they are in it. This is actually a kind of fear of difficulty. As long as I make you good at math, you will develop an interest in math. Then you will be grateful to me for improving your math grades, opening the door to a new world, and understanding how excellent the vampire race is. You will be willing to be transformed by me!

Ye Zimo's mind was racing, and she had already imagined a scene where Lin Mo successfully fell in love with mathematics, and then asked her to turn him into a vampire so that he would dedicate his life to mathematics—a rather chuunibyou (delusional) scenario.

"oh, I understand now."

Ye Zimo said calmly, having already made up her mind to tutor Lin Mo.

Lin Mo nodded, thinking to himself that it was good that he understood, and that he shouldn't take Lao Wei's words seriously; he was just saying it casually.

After that, Ye Zimo stopped talking and basically immersed herself in her own world. She would occasionally read a book, and she didn't seem to be listening to the teacher's lectures.

Ye Zimo's silence made her resemble a fine work of art, yet she exuded a noble and aloof aura.

Lin Mo felt as if she were a character who had stepped out of a comic book, and couldn't help but steal a few more glances.

She wasn't wearing the Mingyue High School uniform, but a simple white shirt and pleated skirt. To Lin Mo's surprise, she was wearing limited-edition sneakers.

Lin Mo had seen these shoes in a TV commercial; they cost 2 RMB.

Meanwhile, my own shoes and knives are 19.9 yuan with free shipping.

What's the story behind this stark wealth gap?