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

"Wow!"

Xu Xiaojun took the lead and screamed: "Then can you tell us who our beloved girl is?"

"That's it, all of you!"

Ji Yanze pointed his hands from left to right to all the fans in the audience and announced loudly: "To all the fans present today, I love you!"

"Ahhh!"

"Ji Yanze!"

"I love you!"

The fans were excited, and the audience was screaming again.

~

"This guy Ji Yanze..."

Song Lingyan looked amused in the audience, and joked with a smile: "He is indeed a master in love, he can coax a little girl."

"Anyone who works in the entertainment industry is not a seasoned person."

Qin Yanqiu deeply agreed: "It's difficult to get them to show their sincerity, otherwise there would be so many couples who break up and get back together, and the people also like to watch their fun."

"Let's go back. We have to get up early for a run tomorrow."

Song Lingyan thought of the people who were far away in the horizon and could not meet each other. Her eyes dimmed and she lost the mood to continue looking.

"it is good."

Qin Yanqiu didn't know Li Xiaoyong's existence, so without thinking much, she squeezed out of the crowd with her.

~

At the beginning of the morning, a red sun slowly rises from the sea level, which is beautiful against the backdrop of the rippling blue water.

Song Lingyan and Qin Yanqiu ran side by side on Haijing Road, breathing the fresh morning air and feeling particularly comfortable.

"Sister Yan, morning."

"Good morning."

"I got up so early."

"Each each other."

There are many students from the Physical Education College who go for morning jogs on Haijing Road, and they will greet them cordially when they meet.

Song Lingyan would also wave and respond with a smile.

"Wang Wang Wang."

There was an excited barking of a dog not far ahead, and Wangcai followed his sister out for a run.

It ran faster, turning back and forth on the road, waiting for its sister.

"Sister Yanqiu, if Wangcai follows you from now on, you won't have to rush over from home early in the morning to run with me."

Song Lingyan looked at Wangcai with a smile on her face: "Otherwise, Coach Liu would be jealous if you were always with me."

"He dares..."

Qin Yanqiu said domineeringly: "He is a big man, how can he be jealous of a little girl? He dares to be pretentious and makes him kneel on the washboard every day."

"Hahaha."

Song Lingyan heard it was so funny that she couldn't help laughing, which attracted Wangcai to follow suit and another wave of excited barking.

"There's surveillance equipment behind that station sign."

The two passed by the station sign where Song Lingyan was attacked last year, and Qin Yanqiu specifically pointed to the newly installed monitor.

"It's so fast. Another year has passed quickly."

Song Lingyan thought of the people she had not heard from since her separation, and a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

"New Year's Eve..."

Qin Yanqiu asked hesitantly: "Are you still going back to your hometown?"

"I want to go back."

Song Lingyan's eyes showed longing: "It's only during the Chinese New Year that I have the opportunity to come home and visit my grandparents."

"I may not have time to accompany you during the Chinese New Year."

Qin Yanqiu had some scruples: "I just got married this year, so it wouldn't be good if I didn't go back to my hometown during the New Year."

"Sister Yanqiu, please don't hesitate."

Song Lingyan strongly advised: "You know my skills well, don't worry, I will be careful, and I won't be attacked and fall into coma again."

"Let me tell your brother."

Qin Yanqiu hesitated for a moment and made a decision: "Let him hire someone trustworthy to temporarily protect you during the New Year."

"no need."

Song Lingyan wanted to refuse, but a thought suddenly flashed through her mind, implying a bit of expectation, and she remained silent.

Chinese New Year!

I wonder if he will take a vacation?

Will he appear suddenly and give her a surprise?

~

"Bang bang." As the girl quickly turned around, two clouds of pink smoke rose above the fan-shaped shooting range.

"Wow, my sister shot me again, it's so powerful!"

Song Lingrui hid outside the fan-shaped shooting range, quietly watching her sister train, her little eyes shining brightly with little stars of worship.

"Ruirui, why did you show up at the Physical Education College at 2 p.m.? Did you skip class and sneak out of the school?"

Coach Liu saw the young apprentice hiding outside the field, peeping his head out. He walked over with a smile, grabbed his collar, and pulled him out from behind the guardrail.

"No la."

The stranglehold on Song Lingrui's neck was very uncomfortable. She opened the coach's hand and protested unhappily: "The adult college entrance examination will occupy the school tomorrow. School will be dismissed early in the afternoon."

"Oh, Chengkao."

Coach Liu suddenly realized that this was the case.

"Coach Liu."

Song Lingrui looked at her sister's strong figure and asked enviously: "When can I practice shooting flying saucers?"

Coach Liu looked surprised: "You want to shoot a flying saucer?"

"Uh-huh."

Song Lingrui touched the spare shotgun in Coach Liu's hand and nodded excitedly: "Shooting flying saucers is much more handsome than shooting with a pistol. This is my dream gun."

"You little naughty boy."

Coach Liu was amused and gave him a big surprise: "Where did you learn the nonsense about the love gun in your dream?"

"Coach, I didn't lie to you."

Song Lingrui looked at the shotgun without blinking, reluctant to look away: "I really like shooting flying saucers. I can only dream about it. Please, let me practice shooting flying saucers instead."

"Shotgun, catch it."

Coach Liu was silent for a few seconds, then threw the shotgun into his hand: "Put it up, let me see how many minutes you can hold on."

"Okay."

Song Lingrui happily caught the shotgun, imitated her sister's movements, raised her hands and aimed towards the sky.

"Hang on."

Coach Liu took out the stopwatch seriously: "As long as you can lift for five minutes, coach will agree to your request."

"I can!"

Song Lingrui responded loudly and excitedly, getting ready for shooting and holding the shotgun motionless.

Five minutes is not long, nor is it short.

Song Lingrui's arm became sore after a while.

The young boy refused to admit defeat, gritted his teeth and persisted, letting his cheeks turn red without making a sound.

"Bang bang."

After Song Lingyan fired the last two bullets for training, she took off her earmuffs and turned around. She happened to see her younger brother holding the shotgun, his face red and neck thick, unwilling to admit defeat.

This scene is somewhat familiar.

The young boy seemed to have seen it on the day he became a disciple.

"Ruirui, what do you want to do?"

She frowned in surprise and came to the sidelines carrying the shotgun.

"4 minutes, 58 seconds, 59 seconds, time is up."

Coach Liu pinched his watch and counted down exactly one second.

"I'll go, I'm finally here."

Song Lingrui let out a sigh of relief, and his arms were so tired that he almost dropped the shotgun on the ground.

"Ruirui, is this another test?"

Song Lingyan saw the doorway, wearing sunglasses, looking cool and handsome, carrying a shotgun, and came closer.

Song Lingrui said bluntly: "I want to practice skeet instead."

"Have ambition."

Song Lingyan supported her younger brother unconditionally: "Sister supports you."

"Xiao Rui's age is just right for practicing skeet, and he has good endurance."

Coach Liu put away his stopwatch and nodded with satisfaction: "There are many people practicing 25-meter rapid fire, and the competition is fierce, so why not practice skeet instead?"

"yeah!"

"Great!"

"The coach agreed."

Song Lingrui got her wish and jumped up happily.

Thank you little fairy for your poetic monthly ticket.

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