Chapter 20: Class 444

After quickly devouring six meat buns, Su Bao contentedly approached the window again…

“Auntie, two more meat buns, please.”

Da Hei: “…”

Su Bao ate a total of six meat buns, feeling quite satisfied.

Meanwhile, Fu Lang was nearly going crazy trying to find her.

The Fu family and the Mo family had been friends for generations, and the current principal of Han City Film Academy was once a subordinate of the Mo family elder. So when Fu Lang urgently needed to find someone, the principal immediately pulled up photos of all the students.

Fu Lang, like a madman, looked through each photo one by one.

His eyes were nearly going blind, yet he still hadn’t found that familiar face!

He even considered making an announcement over the school PA, but he didn’t even know the ancestor’s name…

Who the hell was he supposed to find?!

To make matters worse, so many of the girls looked the same, like a game of memory match.

Fu Lang wanted to stop more than once, but thinking about his life, he had to keep flipping through the photos.

At this moment.

The freshman military training at Han City Film Academy officially began.

Su Bao stood curiously among the crowd, her round almond eyes quietly observing her surroundings, her watery gaze making people want to rush over and give her a bite.

Several boys were already nudging each other, seemingly wanting to approach her but hesitating out of pride.

Mo Yan, the chief instructor for the military training, inspected the ranks, walking from the first class to the last.

He was initially expressionless, but when he spotted Su Bao in the crowd…

His gaze paused slightly.

He recognized her immediately; she was definitely the girl in the white dress from that night!

Instinctively, he took a few steps forward but then suddenly stopped.

No, this was a school, after all.

Even though he found the girl suspicious, he had no evidence and couldn’t act rashly.

Otherwise, it would cause controversy.

“Oh my god, is that the chief instructor? So handsome!”

As Mo Yan walked by, every class had a small stir among the girls, whispering to each other.

“Does the chief instructor personally oversee the training?”

“I heard he doesn’t specifically oversee any class, just manages the overall training.”

While the girls sighed in disappointment, Mo Yan stood before the formation of Han City Film Academy’s Performance Class 444.

The number 444 was coincidental. Previous principals had skipped numbers like 4 and 44, considering them unlucky.

But the new principal, a former military subordinate of the Mo family elder, didn’t believe in such superstitions!

So when the new class was numbered 444, he decided not to skip it.

Mo Yan stood before the formation, “Hello, students. I’m your instructor for this military training, Instructor Mo. From this moment, I’m in charge of all your training matters. Understood?”

Mo Yan’s physique and commanding presence were clearly on a different level than the other instructors!

Standing there, almost everyone instinctively straightened their backs, as if intimidated.

“Understood!”

Su Bao looked at the man in front, momentarily stunned.

At that moment, Mo Yan seemed to sense something, his sharp gaze locking onto hers.

Yes.

Confirmed by the look in his eyes, he was the busybody from that night whom she had knocked out.

Su Bao immediately felt displeased, her instincts sharp, sensing he was here to cause trouble.

But she wasn’t afraid; she could knock him down again!