Su Cha slept comfortably the first night in Lookout Pavilion.
The next day, she received a message from the production team, saying that she should report to the production studio and draw lots to get her number plate.
The national Top 50 competition would begin in a week.
There were a hundred contestants in each of the 10 divisions.
Bo Muyi had gone to work. When she had enough to sleep, she circled around Lookout Pavilion.
Although many servants had not seen her before, they had probably received the news last night. Whenever they saw the unfamiliar girl appear around Lookout Pavilion, they would respectfully call her "Miss Su."
Su Cha nodded politely, but she did not seem arrogant.
Still, her aura made the servants think that Miss Su was the daughter of some family.
None of them expected their young master to fancy an ordinary girl from a faraway city.
After exercising, she ate breakfast.
