After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

"Why are you hanging around the door? Don't you know the difference between men and women?"

"You, a male coach, show up at the door of the female team member's guest room. What do you mean?"

"What's your intention? Let's get real."

~

"Cough, cough, cough."

Coach Liu was heartbroken by Qin Yanqiu's repeated questions and kept coughing.

"What? Are you feeling guilty?"

Qin Yanqiu raised her eyebrows, crossed her arms across her chest, and said domineeringly: "Don't think you can get away with just coughing. Don't leave until you make your words clear."

"I am……"

Coach Liu was furious, and just about to be tough, he pushed back with his neck stiffened, and when he met Qin Yanqiu's teasing gaze, he immediately became scared again, and his momentum instantly weakened.

"I, I just..."

Not only was he weak, but he also stuttered gorgeously: "I wanted to see Ling Yan and see if he had a massage. If he doesn't relax his muscles properly, it will not be conducive to tomorrow's competition."

"Coward."

Qin Yanqiu couldn't hear his stuttering, glanced away and sneered.

"Who are you calling a coward?"

These words are extremely insulting to men.

Coach Liu endured it again and again, but he couldn't hold it in anymore and finally broke out.

Qin Yanqiu sneered: "Who else is there besides you?"

"You woman, don't be ungrateful."

Coach Liu blushed angrily and started to fight with her: "I only care about Ling Yan's face and don't care about you. What's so great about a bodyguard? Isn't he just good at boxing and kicking?"

"I'm telling you, I can do it too. If you don't believe me, let's practice. I can beat you down in less than ten moves."

~

"Just you?"

Qin Yanqiu didn't believe it and looked him up and down, the contempt in his eyes obvious.

"it is me."

Coach Liu said harshly: "How about it? Do you dare to compete? If you lose, don't rely on me to beat a woman."

"Go in."

Qin Yanqiu pointed to her room next door with her chin.

"what?"

Coach Liu didn't realize what she meant and was a little dumbfounded.

"Aren't you competing?"

Qin Yanqiu looked at him coolly: "Give you a chance, will you go in by yourself, or will I kick you in?"

"Cough cough."

Coach Liu's face turned red: "Don't you tell me now that it's inappropriate for me to enter a woman's room?"

"in my eyes……"

Qin Yanqiu sneered and gave him a heavy blow: "Whether you are a man or not is not yet known."

"you……"

Coach Liu almost spit out his blood.

"Give you a chance."

Qin Yanqiu continued with a dark belly: "Whether you dare to go in and prove that you are a man depends on whether you have the courage."

"You don't have to deliberately provoke the general."

Coach Liu was trying to show off his talent for a moment, but he couldn't get off the horse: "You will know soon whether I am a man or not."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Qin Yanqiu smiled coolly: "I hope you won't regret it."

"It's you who regret it."

Coach Liu refused to admit defeat, and his calves trembled twice in dissatisfaction.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Qin Yanqiu was a little impatient: "Hurry in."

"Just go in."

Coach Liu swallowed, boldly opened the door, and walked in with the courage to face death.

"You're such a coward and you dare to talk back."

Qin Yanqiu sneered and then walked in.

After a while, Coach Liu's screams could be heard in the room.

An American hotel waiter was passing by in the corridor and stopped when he heard the screams. He subconsciously pressed against the door and listened to what was going on inside.

The door suddenly opened, and Coach Liu appeared at the door with a sad face, disheveled clothes, and staggering steps.

The hotel waiter was caught off guard and almost fell in.

"What are you looking at?" Qin Yanqiu leaned against the door frame and stared at the waiter with an unkind look.

She speaks English.

The waiter trembled in shock, took two steps back, his calves softened, and he sat on the ground.

"Cough cough."

Coach Liu's old face turned red, and he limped out of the guest room as if he had been abused and didn't dare to speak out.

The waiter gave him a look of pity and didn't dare to stay any longer. He got up from the ground and ran away.

~

After that day, Coach Liu had a strange feeling. All the waiters in the hotel looked at him in a strange way.

Sympathy and pity, and a look with unknown meaning.

After all, he graduated from college and knew some English.

While smoking in the emergency exit passage, I happened to see two waiters whispering and laughing ambiguously.

He listened for a while and almost vomited a mouthful of blood when he heard a few key words.

He is not a masochist and likes to be abused.

That woman is too cruel.

He couldn't win and had to admit defeat.

What is a man’s backbone?

In front of a woman who is not easy to mess with, you can abandon her in a minute.

~

The episode of coach Liu being abused had no impact on Song Lingyan's game.

On the fourth day of the competition, the women's 25-meter rapid fire pistol individual finals went on as scheduled.

The Huaguo Sports Channel broadcast live. At two o'clock in the morning, fans watched the TV sets to watch their idols' games.

The chairman of the World Shooting Federation came to the shooting hall in person to watch the competition live as an award guest.

The shooting gallery was packed.

The fan support group wore uniform uniforms, waved pocket-sized national flags, shouted slogans in unison, and cheered for their idols.

Ji Yanze is mixed in, which is particularly beautiful.

The live camera of Huaguo Sports Station was pointed at him.

As the camera lens continued to zoom in, the young man's handsome face, flawless and magnified, appeared on the TV screen at 360 degrees with no blind spots.

"Brother is so handsome!"

"Love it, love it!"

"I really want to lick the screen!"

"My brother is still the most handsome."

"Brother is returning to the entertainment industry, I look forward to it!"

"Brother is both salty and sweet. I love whatever he plays!"

Ji Yanze's fans screamed with excitement, and the comment sections of major websites were quickly flooded by his fans.

He himself also gained a lot of popularity in this shooting competition.

Today, his reputation and reputation are even worse than before the TK group was disbanded.

~

The contestants entered the venue, and the three golden flowers of the Chinese team walked side by side into the competition venue, which was particularly beautiful.

Eight people were shortlisted for the finals, including three Chinese players.

The Chinese people who came to watch the game were very excited and their backs were straight.

The fans were even more proud, waving national flags and shouting slogans loudly.

Song Lingyan and two teammates passed by the auditorium side by side, smiling and waving to the fans.

"Yanyan, my daughter, mother is proud of you!"

Li Xiaoling stood up from her seat excitedly, filled with the pride of an old mother.

Song Lingyan smiled, and the girl's calm and indifferent face appeared on the camera screen.

"Sister Yan, our god, we are proud of you!"

The fan support group was in an uproar. The members imitated Li Xiaoling's words and howled loudly at the top of their lungs.

“We will not disappoint everyone’s expectations!”

"thanks for your support!"

"The gold medal belongs to you!"

Song Lingyan's emotions were also aroused by the fans, waving her arms to interact with them.

"Sister Yan, you are our god!"

"we love you!"

The fans became even more excited, cheering enthusiastically, one wave after another.

(End of this chapter)