𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑳𝑿𝑰

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The arrangement inside the military school was for each grade to have a Commanding Officer and a Chief Instructor in charge.

A Chief Instructor is in charge of different aspects, whether to keep track of student’s information or to give them instructions.

A Commanding Officer, however, is in charge of the students’ daily training and progress of classes.

The two did not interfere with one another and their power was limited in that sense.

When Lisa arrived at the commanding officer’s office, she saw computer science specialization’s shooting instructor, Instructor Xiong present as well.

The surname of Year 1’s commanding officer was Nian.

Nian Chusheng.

Just from his name alone, he seemed like someone with a handful of experience under his belt.

His office was large and wide. There were evident Chinese markings on the four walls.

And that made the room look extremely sacred and forbidden.

Beside the flag stood a man with a broad back. Donned in uniform, the man looked steady and reliable.

A rectangular face, the model carving of a soldier.

In front of him stood her shooting practice instructor, Instructor Xiong.

“Reporting. Year 1 computer science specialization, Gu Lalisa, is here to report!”

Lisa appeared at the entrance, immediately catching the two men’s attention.

“Gu Lalisa? Come in!”

When the broad back man saw Lisa enter, his eyes shone.

Xiong Xuejian chuckled and waved her over as well. “Come over quickly!”

Lisa had been practicing at his territory so he naturally knew about Lisa’s situation.

Lisa walked over. Facing Nian Chusheng and Xiong Xuejian, she saluted both of them.

Nian Chusheng was such an eye-catching commanding officer. When she received the information about the leaders, he was the first person Lisa remembered.

The impact after meeting the real person was massive.

He was similar to Jimin. The only stark difference was Jimin had a strong sense of justice which probably came along with his young age.

While Nian Chusheng was more like a stable and strong mountain.

His broad back was not an exaggeration.

His pat was more like a whack from a cattail leaf fan—it felt like it stripped off half of Lisa’s life.

“The younger generation is to be feared.”

But the expression which Nian Chusheng looked at Lisa was still considered gentle, reducing the pressure his burly body build brought.

He was, after all, a senior of fifty years.

There was a sort of stability and harmony in him.

Looking at Lisa, he couldn’t help but praise.

“Before you transferred to our school, I’ve read up about your information. Your first shooting practice, you hit the bullseye of the twenty-meter target. Within a few days, that became the fifty-meter target. Although you’ve only practiced for a month, when you came to our school, you hit the bullseye within four days. How shocking.”

Not just shocking. In the entire school, one simply wouldn’t be able to find another student who was as talented as her.

And that included students from the other two military schools as well.

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