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

"Xiao Song, are you awake?"

Coach Liu took the time to make a call, and he was very excited when he heard the voice: "Get up and wash up quickly. Coach Ge will take us to visit Lima City."

"Come on, it will be ready soon."

When Song Lingyan heard about shopping, she got up, got out of bed, and rushed into the bathroom.

~

It’s summer in China, but it’s spring in Peru.

Song Lingyan finished washing up, put on her long-sleeved team uniform, slung her backpack across her body, rushed out of the room like a gust of wind, and ran into the elevator.

"Hello, little Guozi."

In the elevator, the beautiful reporter from the sports station was chatting happily with Coach Ge. When she saw Song Lingyan, her eyes lit up and she waved to say hello.

"Are you going too?"

Song Lingyan's good mood disappeared instantly when she saw the cameraman carrying a camera.

"Can't you?"

The beautiful reporter raised her eyebrows and looked at her playfully.

"Row!"

Song Lingyan thought of her elder brother's words, gritted her teeth and said one line.

"Little Guozi doesn't seem very happy?"

The beautiful reporter refused to let her go and asked jokingly.

"No."

Song Lingyan decisively denied it: "It's okay as long as you say it."

"Ha ha."

The beautiful reporter was amused by her helpless expression and laughed happily.

The live broadcast room of the official sports channel account exploded, with hundreds of thousands of people streaming in overnight.

As soon as Song Lingyan appeared on the scene, fans started making fancy comments again.

"The charm of small fruits is great."

The beautiful reporter looked at the exponential increase in comments and sighed sincerely: "It's already three o'clock in the morning local time in China, but there are still so many people staying up late to watch the live broadcast."

Song Lingyan whispered: "If you don't start the live broadcast, they can sleep."

"It won't work without a live broadcast."

The beautiful reporter winked playfully: "There will be a special program in the afternoon live broadcast, and netizens are looking forward to it."

"What special show?"

Song Lingyan frowned, having a bad premonition for some reason.

"secret."

The beautiful reporter deliberately let it slip and smiled leisurely.

"cut."

Song Lingyan sneered, turned her head, and didn't want to talk to her anymore.

~

The two coaches took Shi Lei and Song Lingyan for a walk around Lima on the eve of the game, which was considered a half-day trip.

"Lima, the capital of Peru, is called the city without rain. When it rains, it is only drizzle or fog. In this city, there are no sewers, raincoats, umbrellas, or rain boots."

“The summer temperature will not exceed 30°C, and the winter temperature will be as low as 13°C. The sun is shining all year round and the sea breeze is blowing. It is known as the beautiful garden city in South America.”

The beautiful reporter from the sports station acted as a tour guide, facing the camera while walking, flipping her hair in a charming way, and introducing the beautiful scenery of Lima to the netizens in the live broadcast room.

"Lima is famous for its stunning Inca ruins, most notably Machu Picchu."

"Machu Picchu is a relic from the Inca Empire and is known as one of the seven wonders of the world."

“In addition, there are many museums, art galleries and music performance venues here. Food is also a highlight that cannot be missed, including delicious Ajo de Galina and delicious Seviche.”

"Lima is also home to magnificent natural scenery, and the Sacred Valley is a stunning place with majestic mountains, green canyons and stunning countryside where visitors can go hiking and experience the beauty of nature."

~The beautiful reporter talked eloquently, and the netizens who watched the live broadcast saw the real street scene, but they kept making all kinds of complaints.

[What's going on? Why do you feel like you've gone back to the past? 】

[Me too, this city is too backward, almost the same as our country in the 80s. 】

[It was so late at night, I thought I had traveled through time. 】

[Follow the national team and travel back in time to appreciate the exotic customs of the 70s. 】

[Is no one curious about the show that the beautiful journalist sister is talking about? 】

[Yes, who would stay up late at three in the morning if they weren't waiting to watch the special program! 】

[The shooting team’s special program won’t be an outdoor shooting competition with foreigners, right? 】

[Hahaha, it’s possible. No matter what the show is, I’m looking forward to it. 】

~

Not only did netizens complain, but the two coaches and players who came to Peru for the first time were also surprised.

Coach Liu and Shi Lei gathered together and muttered, embarrassed to talk loudly, for fear that someone could understand Chinese and it would have a bad influence.

On the other hand, Song Lingyan didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

In her previous life, she carried out missions and traveled all over the world. She has a very good understanding of the economic conditions and humanistic features of various countries in NM.

Moreover, she is proficient in Spanish and can communicate with local residents skillfully.

If she hadn't been worried about the live broadcast and didn't want to be too eye-catching, she would have wanted to hang out in the small shops passing along the way, buy some local specialties, and bring them back to her elder brother and the others.

~

"Hurry up, he's right there!"

"catch him!"

She was secretly thinking about what gift she should buy when a discordant sound came from her ears.

Someone was yelling in Spanish, and the street opposite was noisy. It seemed like a real-life escape was taking place.

The familiar scene immediately caught her attention, and she tensed up subconsciously, adjusting her body functions to the best fighting condition.

A young man with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a black windbreaker, climbed over the guardrails on both sides of the street and rushed towards the direction where she was standing.

Behind him, six men in black pushed through the crowded crowd with ferocious looks, chasing after him all the way.

Bad luck!

The road is so wide, why are you coming at me? !

Song Lingyan cursed angrily and quickly stepped away, not intending to cause trouble.

Coach Ge and the others were shocked to realize that something was wrong, and they dispersed away from the place of right and wrong.

The beauty reporter's face changed color, but the cameraman upheld the professionalism and stayed calm in the face of danger. He was extremely excited to hold the camera and pointed the lens at the blond young man to continue the live broadcast more excitingly.

"boom!"

At this moment, a huge explosion sounded not far from the street, followed by a burst of fire that shocked everyone.

"what!"

There were piercing screams everywhere, and pedestrians ran away in fear.

Coach Ge and others also covered their ears and turned away to avoid the heat wave that hit their faces.

The blond and blue-eyed young man was shaken by the explosion while running, his steps were unsteady, and he fell to the ground in a panic.

However, there was a smile of satisfaction at the corner of his mouth. The moment he rolled on the spot, he whispered something in Spanish.

Song Lingyan found a secluded corner to hide, intending to watch the show quietly.

At exactly this moment, his eyes fell on the blond young man, and when he saw what he said clearly, he stood frozen on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

She was proficient in Spanish and could clearly tell through lip reading that what he said was - complete the task.

What a familiar four words those are!
She would always say the same thing every time she carried out missions and escaped from terrorist lairs in her previous life.

mission accomplished!

Reporting to superiors is also a celebration of one's victory. (End of chapter)