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

"Hey, thank you Sister Yan."

When Yu Feiyang saw that she had collected his books, he smiled so hard that his eyes turned into slits.

"Stop giggling."

Ji Yanze asked everyone to sit down and urged her with a smile: "Hurry up and get down to business."

"What's going on? Let's hear it too."

Coach Liu had been silently pretending to be invisible, and it was only now that he had the chance to add something.

"I want to write a novel with Sister Yan as the protagonist."

Yu Feiyang stopped laughing and asked slightly uneasily: "I wonder if Sister Yan agrees?"

"I?"

Song Lingyan raised her eyebrows: "Why are you writing about me?"

"Sister Yan's life experience is more exciting than a novel. I want to record it truthfully and write a novel similar to a biography."

Yu Feiyang's eyes shone: "With Sister Yan's reputation, if it is made into a TV series, it will definitely become a hit."

"This is good, I think so."

Ji Yanze helped from the side and nodded seriously.

Song Ling smiled angrily: "You instigated her to do this, right?"

"The novel takes shooters' hard training and tenacious struggle as the theme, inspiring today's young people to work hard..."

The more Yu Feiyang spoke, the brighter his eyes became. Just when he was about to have a long speech, Song Lingyan made a stop motion and interrupted her in time.

"If you want to write a novel, I don't object, but I want to give you a suggestion. Don't write biographies. Write more about other athletes and coaches, such as Coach Liu and Shi Lei. Each of them has a wonderful experience. , don’t limit it to me alone.”

"Yeah, I think so too."

Yu Feiyang nodded excitedly: "My plan is to stay in the training team for a while, keep daily training records, learn how to use firearms, and understand the rules of the game."

"Of course."

At this point, she looked at Coach Liu with a very dogged look, bared her teeth and laughed: "It is necessary to ask the coach for permission..."

"Want to write about me too?"

Coach Liu was delighted and energized.

"Absolutely."

Yu Feiyang licked his face and smiled: "Coach Liu is Sister Yan's first coach. He has worked hard and achieved great results. He must be written into a novel and made into a TV series."

"hey-hey."

Coach Liu was happy to hear this and agreed: "Nah, come and watch the players train whenever you want. If you don't understand anything, just ask me."

"Thank you coach."

Yu Feiyang's eyes shone with excitement.

"Coach Liu is so refreshing."

Ji Yanze beat the drum from the side: "Hurry up and give Coach Liu a drink."

Yu Feiyang hurriedly picked up the teacup: "Feiyang uses tea instead of wine, and here's a toast to Coach Liu."

"How about tea?"

Ji Yanze pretended to be dissatisfied and gave a male artist a wink.

"That's right!"

The male artist understood it with his heart and quickly kept up with the rhythm: "For such a happy thing, you must drink."

"what?!"

Yu Feiyang grimaced: "I don't know how to drink."

"I'll toast for you."

A female artist has a lively mind and wants to please her, so she takes the initiative to join her.

"Hey, thanks."

Yu Feiyang didn't show any pretense, hehe put down his tea cup.

"Coach Liu."

The female artist came to Coach Liu and poured him wine. Her voice was so sweet that it could make people sick: "I'd like to propose a toast to you on behalf of Sister Feiyang. I wish you all a happy cooperation."

"Hey hey hey."

Coach Liu had never enjoyed the top treatment of being toasted by a top-notch beauty, so he took the wine glass and kept giggling.

"Cough cough."

Qin Yanqiu coughed slightly, which shocked his heart and his eyes suddenly regained their clarity. "One cup won't do."

The other artists saw the interaction between the couple and found it interesting, and they all started cheering: "Coach Liu is a distinguished guest, so he must be happy to drink."

"We are all here to respect Coach Liu."

The female artists stood up from their seats happily and gathered around Coach Liu with wine glasses in hand.

Coach Liu was surrounded by a group of top beauties, and his face turned red with embarrassment.

Song Lingyan secretly glanced at Qin Yanqiu's cold expression and silently lit a candle for him.

He couldn't run away from the top-notch treatment of kneeling on the washboard when he went home.

~

Snowflakes were falling, and the crystal clear petals were dancing and circling in the cold wind.

Song Lingrui was practicing shooting in the snow, but when he was hit by the cold wind, he caught a cold. He had a fever at home and could no longer train.

Yu Feiyang received permission from the coach to enter the venue during training and observe the players training at close range.

Excited, happy and sad.

After just one day of observing and training with the team and getting acquainted with the team members, she also caught a cold.

I had a fever of 39 degrees and was given a sling in the hospital.

"Your body can't do it."

Shi Lei greeted her on behalf of the team members and teased her on the phone: "Sub-healthy, you should exercise more."

"I want to exercise too."

Yu Feiyang hung up the bottle and complained: "But reality does not allow it. The serialized novels are endless every day, and the updates are crazy. I stay up all night typing. If I talk too much, I will shed tears."

"Ugh."

Shi Lei expressed sympathy: "In these days and days, it's not easy to do anything."

"you do not say."

Yu Feiyang finally found a soulmate. He wiped away his bitter tears and expressed his grievances vigorously: "We who write books may seem to be prosperous, but in fact we are exchanging our lives for money. Every year, authors die suddenly because we stay up all night coding. He died of a sudden heart attack."

"Oh, I'll go."

Shi Lei was stunned and said subconsciously: "Then you'd better not come to see our training. If something happens at the training ground, we can't afford the responsibility."

Yu Feiyang: "..."

Is this kid speaking human language?

Sister has decided that the villain of the next novel will be named Shi Lei.

If I didn’t torture him to death in the book, my sister’s surname would not be Yu.

~

It snowed heavily for three days in a row. On the morning of the fourth day, it stopped snowing.

A ray of sunset penetrated the clouds, bringing long-lost warmth to the earth.

Song Lingyan returned to school for class, and Yu Feiyang followed him into the classroom in the name of observation and learning.

"Wow, that's amazing, sister. What I admire most is the screenwriter."

When Xu Xiaonan heard that she was a screenwriter, she was like, "I need extras for filming a TV series in a school. Tell me, I can get one or two thousand people to come."

"I'm just a screenwriter, not responsible for selecting actors."

Yu Feiyang explained with a smile: "Of course, the director will still ask for my opinion to some extent on the image of the lead actor."

"Sister, can you look at me?"

Xu Xiaonan deliberately tried to show off, and shamelessly introduced himself: "My appearance is not much different from Sister Yan, and my demeanor and charm are exactly the same. Some people believe that I am her biological sister."

"You can pull him down."

A classmate next to her couldn't stand listening any more, so she smiled and teased her: "Your big face can almost fit two sisters, Yan. You still want to pretend to be my sister."

"Pfft."

Yu Feiyang couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

"Shh, stop talking, the professor is here."

Just when Xu Xiaonan was about to retaliate, Song Lingyan covered her mouth with her hand and made a silent gesture to stop the noise of the three of them.

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