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

The Airbus 380 aircraft landed smoothly at the Li Airport in Country F after an 11-hour long-distance flight.

Passengers get off the plane and queue up at the international arrivals exit to clear customs.

Outside the terminal, in a jet black police commercial vehicle, Jack skillfully operated the surveillance camera. The picture on the computer screen was fixed on the girl's calm and indifferent face.

"Jones, long time no see, your savior is beautiful again."

Claire leaned close to the computer and teased Jones jokingly: "Unfortunately, she is already married to a famous woman, and there is no chance for someone to marry her."

"You two are so boring."

Jones replied with a dark face: "Why are you spying on others when you have nothing to do?"

"The duty lies."

Jack argued seriously: "We are responsible for the security of the Olympic Games. We must keep an eye on every suspicious person to ensure that the sports event goes smoothly."

"Stop using the Olympics as an excuse."

Jones sneered: "You just have impure minds and want to peek into other people's privacy."

"You don't want to see it?"

Claire did not deny it. She flipped up her hair in an extremely charming way and looked at Jones provocatively: "Xiaoyong and his little lover reunited after a long separation..."

"coming."

Jack's eyes suddenly shone with excitement and he adjusted the angle of the surveillance camera.

Li Xiaoyong entered the scene wearing a casual black short-sleeved T-shirt, jeans, and sunglasses, pushing a suitcase.

Jones raised his eyebrows: "Did he deliberately choose an adjacent flight to rush back from the North Pole?"

"No."

Jack grinned: "He just received the task of being on duty during the Olympics yesterday. He took the first flight back and met him at the airport. It was a coincidence."

"I go."

Jones complained: "What a coincidence."

"so."

Claire smiled and tickled him: "The two of them are destined to be together, and some people can't envy them."

"You can shut up."

Jones' face turned dark again in an instant, he took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, put them on, opened the door and got out of the car.

"Where are you going?"

Jack asked behind him.

"The first line eats melon and watches the show."

Jones kept walking, and a deep voice came back clearly from the pinhole intercom hidden under his collar.

"I'm going out to get some air too."

Claire smiled jokingly, twisted her waist, and got out of the car quickly: "I'm almost suffocated in the car, so the air outside is better!"

"You two are so unfaithful."

Jack controlled the camera and was a little depressed: "There was a good show to watch, but they all ran away and left me here alone."

"With great power comes great responsibility."

"Just stay in the car!"

The voices of Jones and Claire came back at the same time, and their joking and teasing tone was surprisingly consistent.

"Tell you something important."

Jack was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled sinisterly: "Your superiors have ordered you two to perform tasks in public during the security period of the Olympic Games. You must pretend to be a couple until the end of the competition."

"I'll go, isn't it true?"

"Pretending to be a couple with him?"

"dying!"

Sure enough, the angry voices of two people came from the intercom.

Jack took off his glasses and wiped them, then raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a fox-like and cunning smile.

~

In the terminal, several planes landed at the same time, and there were many passengers queuing to clear customs.

There are more than 300 people in the smoke powder support group, and the vast team is particularly eye-catching. Li Xiaoyong walked along the corridor bridge and entered the terminal. When he saw the Chinese shooting team wearing uniforms, his pupils shrank suddenly.

He subconsciously looked into the team and saw a familiar figure.

My heart throbbed violently.

There was a momentary impulse to call out the name that I had longed for.

~

In order not to affect the competition, Song Lingyan cut off her flowing hair into a refreshing and capable short hair before setting off.

Wearing a peaked cap and brown sunglasses, she was joking and chatting with her teammates.

"Hey, look over there, that guy is so handsome..."

"I'll go, Paris is indeed a romantic city, the best place to meet love by chance. I met the most handsome guy as soon as I got off the plane."

"Look at him, he looks Asian!"

"Could he be Chinese?"

"Who dares to go over and have a few words with him?"

"It would be great if I could get my contact information."

"Sisters, rush forward boldly, I support you!"

"Xu Xiaonan, you know how to deceive others, why don't you go yourself?"

"That's right, she just talks about it, but she's actually very cowardly!"

"Tch, don't look down on people. I'm just going to show you. Ah, no, just go over and ask for the phone. You guys will wait and see."

~

There was a commotion among the support group, and Xu Xiaonan's particularly abrupt voice attracted the attention of the shooting team members.

Song Lingyan also turned her head, following the noise and looking over, and met a pair of clear and deep eyes, containing infinite affection.

The heartbeat was erratic for a moment.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and then they looked away.

"Hi handsome."

As expected, Xu Xiaojun walked over and blocked the two people's sight: "You look quite Chinese. Do you understand Chinese? Do you mind leaving your contact information? There are a lot of nymphos over there. I want to get to know you."

"Including you?"

Unexpectedly, Li Xiaoyong smiled good-naturedly and chatted with her with great interest.

"a ha ha ha……"

Xu Xiaonan didn't know why, but his heartbeat suddenly slowed down a beat. His usual shamelessness turned a little hot under his inadvertent teasing: "I didn't expect that the handsome guy really understands Chinese. I can tell at a glance."

"Are you athletes?"

Li Xiaoyong seemed to have inadvertently glanced in the direction where Song Lingyan was standing, and said the obvious fact: "Come to compete in the Olympics?"

"Hey, handsome guy is so smart."

Xu Xiaojun licked his face and smiled: "But I'm not an athlete, I'm just a fan, here to cheer for my idol."

"Idol?"

Li Xiaoyong looked very interested: "Who is your idol? With so many people following him, he must be very famous."

"Absolutely."

Xu Xiaoni straightened his back instantly and was extremely proud: "Sister Yan, we are the pride of the Chinese shooting team. We are famous all over the country. Oh no, we should be famous all over the world. Shooting enthusiasts all over the world know our Chinese shooting genius. Girl."

"so smart?"

Li Xiaoyong pretended to be surprised, looked past Xu Xiaonan, and looked in the direction where the shooting team members were standing.

"Handsome boy, how about this?"

Xu Xiaonan had a flash of inspiration and came up with an idea: "Let's exchange contact information, and I'll help you introduce Sister Yan, ask for an autograph, take a photo, etc..."

"OK!"

Li Xiaoyong was pleasantly surprised and made an OK gesture.

Xu Xiaoniu turned around, looked at a group of female classmates with great pride, flipped his hair, then turned back numbly, took out his mobile phone, and exchanged contact information with him.