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

Chapter 12 The girl has short hair and a dashing appearance, and the aura of youthful and invincible blows towards her face.
Touch the head to kill!

It's such a warm feeling.

Song Lingrui enjoyed her sister's caress very much. Like a clingy puppy, she rubbed her sister's hand. If she really had a tail, it would have been wagging it happily.

"Yanyan..."

After all, Wang Huiping had raised the original owner for 17 years and knew her very well. She looked puzzled: "When did you learn to shoot?"

"I didn't study it deliberately."

Song Lingyan pretended to be relaxed and explained the explanation she had already thought of: "It's the kind of balloons that were shot at the stalls at the temple fair. They cost ten yuan and thirty bullets."

"Yes, there is a temple fair every year."

Song Lingrui made a great assist: "I've also played, but I'm just not as accurate as my sister."

"Oh."

Wang Huiping rolled her eyes at her stupid son, who looked excited, and was still a little confused: "Then you won't go to school?".

"It's not that I don't go to school."

Song Lingyan explained with a smile: "I'm just asking for leave to train. As long as the school agrees, it will be fine. If I join the shooting team, get good results in national competitions, and become a national athlete, I can be recommended to college."

"National-level athlete?"

Wang Huiping had mixed feelings: "Is it so easy to be rated? What if it doesn't work?"

"Mom, you don't believe me, don't you believe Coach Ge?"

Song Lingyan held her hand and gave her confidence in her own way: "Coach Ge is the coach of the city's youth shooting team. If you can take a fancy to me, it means that your daughter has high shooting talent and is born to be an athlete."

Mom just doesn’t believe him!

Not a liar, right?

Wang Huiping muttered secretly, not embarrassed to refute in person.

She muttered a bit loudly, and Song Lingyan heard it and couldn't laugh or cry: "Coach Ge is not a liar, he is really a shooting coach. He originally wanted to come to visit my home today, but I didn't let him come. I thought I would discuss it with my mother first, and tomorrow Come again."

"You let him come."

Wang Huiping had her own idea: "Mom is worried about not seeing anyone, so she can't agree easily. What if someone with bad intentions abducts my daughter?"

"Uh."

Song Lingyan was a little confused, with two beads of cold sweat dripping from the back of her head.

Ms. Wang’s way of thinking is really extraordinary!

"Sure, I'll contact Coach Ge right away and ask him when he's free and can come visit me at home."

In order to dispel her suspicions, Song Lingyan immediately turned on her phone and contacted Coach Ge on WeChat.

Coach Ge replied in seconds, so fast that even Song Lingyan was stunned.

Is the shooting team coach very idle?
Playing on your phone during training?
~

Coach Ge was eager to recruit the team members. He held up his mobile phone and looked through the autumn water. He wished he could go to Song Lingyan's house now. Her parents agreed to recruit them.

It happened that Song Lingyan received the message at this moment, so he naturally didn't hesitate and rushed out of the shooting club with his assistant coach and drove to the city at full speed.

It takes an hour and a half to drive from the new district to the old city. Wang Huiping sent her son to school at noon, and was able to get back from school just in time.

Coach Ge’s car and Wang Huiping’s electric three-wheeler arrived at the entrance of the market one after another.

Cars couldn't drive into the alley, so coach Ge and his assistant could only get out of the car and walk.

Wang Huiping rode an electric tricycle over. Seeing someone blocking the way, she rang the bell several times.

The sudden sound of the bell startled the two of them. When they turned around, they saw that it was a woman selling pancakes and fruits. They were a little stunned and did not get out of the way immediately.

Wang Huiping was unhappy and pressed a few more times.

The rapid ringing disturbs the person.

Professor Ge was about to get angry, but his assistant stopped him and pulled him aside.

Wang Huiping glanced at the two people leaning against the wall. Without thinking much, she passed them on an electric bike and sprayed them with cigarette ash.

"Bah, bah, bah." Coach Ge spat a few times angrily. He looked at the electric tricycle driving away. He was just about to say a few classic Chinese curse words when he saw Song Lingyan coming out from the small courtyard not far ahead. , helped the owner of the tricycle push the tricycle home.

Coach Ge was so shocked that his heart trembled, and he swallowed back the curse.

"Looking at it like this, Xiao Song's family conditions are not very good!"

The assistant coach was full of thoughts. He looked at the dilapidated dormitory building and secretly suggested: "It's our first time to visit someone's home. It's not a good idea to be empty-handed. Why don't we buy some fruits, eggs, etc. It will look good while holding it."

"to make."

Without saying anything, Coach Ge turned around and walked back. He walked around the vegetable market and bought five kilograms of apples and ten kilograms of eggs.

He and the assistant coach, carrying apples and eggs, suddenly felt confident and their waists became straighter.

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Wang Huiping returned home and put away the car. Before her chair was warm, she heard someone knocking on the door.

"Who is it? If you don't go through the front door, go through the back door!"

The big iron door of the small courtyard was knocked loudly. She muttered angrily and walked across the balcony to open the door.

"At this point, it's not Coach Ge and the others who are here, right?"

Song Lingyan's ears twitched and she clearly heard the voices outside the door.

"Why did he come through the back door when he came to the house?"

Wang Huiping muttered dissatisfiedly. While she was talking, the person came to the door and opened the door bolt.

Two awkward smiling faces came into view.

"Is it you?"

Wang Huiping looked at the two of them with squinted eyes, her eyes a little unkind.

She clearly heard someone poking at her behind her back.

Coach Ge swallowed his saliva and looked away, embarrassed to look at her.

"Is this Song Lingyan's house?"

The assistant stepped forward with a standard smile and tried his best to show his affinity.

"Yes."

Wang Huiping's scrutinizing gaze looked at him from head to toe.

The assistant coach was a 23-year-old, vigorous young man. He couldn't stand the wolf-like gaze, his smile froze on his face, and he stuttered gorgeously.

"Hello, we are the coaches of Binhai City Youth Shooting Team..."

As he was stammering, a clear and sweet voice, like the sound of nature, rescued him from the embarrassing situation.

"Coach Ge, you are here."

Song Lingyan was still dressed as she was in the morning, wearing a black jacket and jeans, and walked out of the balcony with a sunny smile.

The girl has short flowing hair, a dashing appearance, and an invincible air of youth.

The assistant coach's little heart skipped a beat, and his ears turned suspiciously red.

"Xiao Song, I finally see you."

When Coach Ge saw Song Lingyan, he felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He greeted her warmly and deliberately ignored Wang Huiping's urgent gaze: "It's really hard to find your place. The alley is narrow. You can walk here on two legs. It's really... not easy."

"you do not say."

The assistant coach recovered from the embarrassment and quickly caught up with the rhythm: "Coach Ge went back to the vegetable market specifically to buy a meeting gift. He was very tired."

"It's fine if you guys just come, why are you buying gifts? You're too polite."

Song Lingyan winked at her adoptive mother. For the sake of the meeting gift, Wang Huiping finally stopped looking grim and started to smile.

　Thank you, little fairy, for your indifferent reward.

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(End of this chapter)