Chapter 11

Mu Youyu stood up, "Teacher, my name is Mu Youyu."

"Okay, I've remembered, Mu Youyu classmate," the math teacher looked at the poised and graceful student before him, a look of appreciation on his face, "Your name sounds nice."

The girl's demeanor was clean and graceful, without a trace of Awkwardness; just standing there made people inexplicably feel fondness.

The teacher threw out a question: "Could I ask Mu classmate to explain to everyone your understanding of this problem?"

Mu Youyu had already started reading the questions as soon as she got the test paper.

Moreover, she had studied advanced math in middle school; for her, this was the most basic of basics, and she had already thought through the solution method early on.

Upon hearing the teacher's question, Mu Youyu calmly picked up the test paper: "Of course."

After responding, she explained in an orderly manner under the gaze of the whole class.

Time passed minute by minute, and a full twenty minutes later.

Only then did the class gradually begin to hear murmurs of astonishment—

"Hiss, this transfer student is too amazing, right."

"I looked at this question during the exam and knew I couldn't solve it at all, so I gave up! Now hearing Mu classmate explain, it feels surprisingly simple—what's going on?"

"If I were reborn before the exam, I'd aim for a perfect score."

"Indeed, Sister Xiao Liu was right; her grades are better than everyone here's."

"How fun, there's also a second solution method—this is something learned in senior year three, right? I actually understood the first one."

The teacher listened attentively throughout, the satisfaction in his eyes growing richer.

As expected of a transfer student arranged by the vice principal, indeed impressive!

"Very good!"

She led the applause, and the class responded with enthusiastic clapping.

"Mu classmate's two solutions are both correct, her thinking is clear, steps complete, and even more ingenious than the standard answer!"

The teacher spared no praise: "You've worked hard, classmate, please sit down."

Mu Youyu held the test paper and sat down calmly.

Not long after, the bell for the end of class rang.

At that moment, it was lunchtime.

As a transfer student, Mu Youyu originally many classmates had wanted to find her during morning reading to chat and get to know her, but they didn't expect she had taken leave, and in fact only arrived directly for the fourth class.

Coincidentally, it was free time, so most classmates came over to her, while a minority left the classroom to go to the cafeteria to eat.

The classmates who gathered around avoided standing in front of Mu Youyu's seat, instead standing in the aisle or circling behind her.

"Mu classmate, you're really pretty!" said a girl with curled long hair and light makeup, pretty-faced.

Mu Youyu curled her lips, her voice tranquil: "Thank you, you're pretty too."

Leng Yueyou, hearing that the pretty transfer student had complimented her, narrowed her eyes: "Mu classmate, I'm Leng Yueyou, the 'Yue' of moon, the 'You' of leisurely."

"Hello, beautiful classmate, I'm Chen Zhui!" said a boy with delicate features.

Seeing this, the surrounding classmates also rushed forward, chattering away to introduce themselves, hoping to earn some favor in front of the pretty and capable transfer student.

"I'm An Yi."

"Hello, I'm..."

"..."

Mu Youyu patiently waited for the classmates to finish introducing themselves, hooked her lips to reveal a sweet Smile: "I've memorized them."

"Right, Mu classmate, you're really amazing—you solved that difficult problem just now!" Leng Yueyou's eyes shone brightly.

Mu Youyu was about to say, "It's that simple, you all can't do it?"

The words reached her lips, but she reconsidered, thinking that would be too arrogant, and shifted her tone: "Thanks for the praise, but it's just that I happened to have studied a similar type of problem."

"Sister Xiao Liu said you're better than all of us here; hiss, I think our year's first place might change hands."

Mu Youyu didn't ask who the year's first place was, only blinked, her tone obedient: "Thanks, I'll work hard."

The boy named Chen Zhui looked at her with a smiling gaze: "Our Class A students are all friendly; if you have any questions later, Mu classmate, feel free to ask us."

Mu Youyu curled her lips: "Thank you all."

"No need to thank!"

"If Mu classmate lacks anything, you can come find me; this lady never lacks money!"

"The students in Class A have good grades, everyone has received scholarships, and they're all either rich or noble young masters and misses, so naturally they're not short of money."

"With this girl taking the lead, others also weren't willing to be outdone and expressed their stance."

"This lady, seeing how beautiful you are, you can also come find me!"

"Finding me works too!"

"What, she's transferred to Lan Lin already—could her family background possibly be lacking?"

"Oh... even if her family background were lacking, the school would have given hundreds of thousands in scholarships to poach her, right."

Mu Youyu felt the friendliness pouring over her from the classmates, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted; most of the people in the class were still quite cute.

"The atmosphere is also good, without the imagined exclusivity."

"Looks like, the upcoming high school life won't be too boring."

"Mu classmate, haven't you dyed your hair back?"

Mu Youyu's expression didn't change: "Is that so."

"Lan Lin cracks down hard on hair dyeing; I advise you to hurry and dye your hair back."

"Exactly, this lady doesn't even dare to dye her hair at Lan Lin."

"Hmph, once this lady reaches senior year three, I'll dye my hair a rainbow color to piss off the stiff-headed discipline director."

"Lan Lin strictly controls hair dyeing in the first and second years of high school, but because the third year is about to graduate, they don't really manage it."

Most students developed a rebellious mindset, and as soon as they entered their third year of high school, they dyed their hair.

"By the way, you were caught by the discipline director today; the director might think you're a transfer student, so they didn't issue a school-wide notice."

They simply couldn't understand: the transfer student took leave for so long, wasn't it because of the discipline director's reminder to dye their hair back to its original color? Aren't they afraid of being punished?

Mu Youyu saw that everyone meant well, gave a faint smile, thanked them, and didn't elaborate further.

"In Lan Lin High's first year, only the school bully dares to dye their hair."

Upon hearing that, the image of that person walking toward the school gate not long ago flashed in her mind—their striking burgundy hair especially eye‑catching.

Chen Zhui thought of something and said, "Classmate, do you know why your seat is……"

Before he could finish speaking, a male student interrupted him.

This person was none other than Xia Chaoyi, who sat lazily in his seat, his indifferent gaze falling on Chen Zhui, and drawled, "You still dare to gossip about him?"

Chen Zhui's words cut off abruptly; he shoved Xia Chaoyi forward and muttered irritably, "Fine, fine, fine, I won't say it, I won't say it."

It was just a casual mention—why make such a big deal out of it?

Mu Youyu glanced at Xia Chaoyi with a smiling gaze, yet inexplicably felt annoyed—why did he interrupt?

She didn't show it on the surface, merely putting on an appearance of curious attentiveness.

Someone noticed her demeanor and said, "The classmate sitting next to you at first was the school bully; our school is also a prominent figure in C Shi! He has a bad temper, dislikes having desk mates, and always sits alone. I really don't understand why Sister Liu arranged for you to sit beside him."

Once one person spoke up, more and more followed.

"In the previous class, the school bully came to the classroom; his close friend—who used to sit behind your old seat and now sits in front of you—moved your desk to the back."

"The two seats behind you at the start were occupied by the second of Lan Lin High's four hunks, and your original desk mate was both the school bully and a hunk."