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

If you think about it, you can tell us anytime. "

Jack lost no time in gaining favor: "We are waiting for your news at any time."

"Hopefully, it won't be too long."

Claire turned around and winked at him.

"let's go."

Jones waved his hand and said, "Stop being coquettish. I originally wanted to agree, but you scared me away with your flirtatious look."

Claire's face changed instantly and she glared angrily: "Who do you think is showing off?"

Jones didn't answer but asked: "If it wasn't you, could it be me?"

The two started bickering mode again and walked out of the ward arguing.

"Alas, these two are starting to do it again."

Jack smiled helplessly, made a farewell gesture to Xu Shaoxiong, and left the ward humming a tune.

Xu Shaoxiong didn't pay attention to their coming and going. He slid open the screen of his mobile phone, downloaded a familiar website, and clicked on the hot search.

A picture of the Asian Games opening ceremony performance appeared on the mobile phone screen.

The opening ceremony performance was shocking, and the collision of traditional culture and modern elements presented a unique visual feast to sports fans across Asia.

At the end of the performance, athlete delegations from various countries entered the venue.

The commentator's impassioned voice then sounded: "This is an important moment to showcase the elegance of each country, and it is also a new starting point for the athletes to move towards glory. Let us cheer for them together and wish them excellent results in the competition."

~

Music restaurant.

"Mom, come and see, the athletes are entering."

Song Lingrui and Wangcai, one person and one dog, were waiting extremely religiously in the dining bar in front of the large LCD screen that occupied the entire wall, eagerly looking forward to their sister's appearance.

"I'm coming."

When Wang Huiping heard her son's cry, she ran out of the counter wearing an apron and rushed to the TV without caring about selling her Internet celebrity pancakes.

"Has the Chinese team played?"

Ji Yanze had been paying attention to the opening ceremony performance and walked out of the manager's office when he heard Wangcai's excited dog barking.

He was injured and hospitalized, claiming he had acute appendicitis.

Fans don’t know the truth.

For the sake of the business of the restaurant and bar, Manager Tang took advantage of the internal fighting and chaos in the bar street and used some tricks to recruit several musicians who were good at playing and singing to perform in his place.

Ji Yanze didn't have to play in person, so he had a lot of fun.

Every day, I only need to walk around with Song Lingrui to make money, take photos with fans, leave memorials, and recuperate. I can't say how carefree my life is.

~

The Chinese team entered the stage.

Song Lingyan and another male athlete served as flag bearers, standing on the left and right sides of the national flag respectively.

The eighteen-year-old beautiful girl, wearing a well-fitted blue and white porcelain dress that reflected the Chinese style, followed the flag bearer on the stage.

The camera lens focused on her body without any surprise, and from time to time there would be enlarged close-ups of her face.

Song Lingyan was generous, smiling and waving to the camera.

The short hair is flying and the youthful and beautiful face gives people a strong visual impact as the camera gradually zooms in.

"Sister, it's sister!"

"Woof woof, woof woof woof."

The music restaurant and bar burst into cheers, mixed with the barking of excited dogs.

~

America, hospital.

"Mom, look, she is my daughter, Yanyan."

Li Xiaoling sat in front of the hospital bed, pointing with great pride at the girl on the phone screen, and introduced her baby daughter to the white-haired old woman lying on the bed.

"She is Yanyan?"

Her biological mother, Xu Manyu, the chairman of a large American multinational company and PE consortium, glanced at the girl in the picture, squinted her eyes in disbelief, and looked at her suspiciously.

"Yes."

Li Xiaoling was dismissive of explanation, and straightforwardly said straightforwardly: "She is my daughter, smoke." "What do you say is not to let people believe it?"

Xu Manyu saw that her daughter, whom she had not seen for many years, had a miraculously improved condition and was transferred from the intensive care unit to a general ward. She was in a good mood to chat and joke with her.

"Isn't Yanyan about the same age as Ling Xiao? Don't think you want to fool me just because you bully your mother because she is old."

"I did not lie to you."

With the glory that belongs to an old mother, Li Xiaoling deliberately emphasized the word "parent": "She is my biological daughter, your biological granddaughter, Song Lingyan."

"Just say so."

Xu Manyu was a little tired, smiled helplessly, and closed her eyes sleepily.

Li Xiaoling watched her old mother sleep, put on earplugs, and continued to watch the live broadcast of the opening ceremony.

"Tsk, tsk, how can my daughter be so good?"

"It's beautiful and cute. The more I look at it, the more I like it."

"I can't bear to marry anyone."

She boasted happily while watching, which made Song Weiguo laugh and curl his lips in laughter.

~

The capital of China, branch of the World Anti-Terrorism Organization.

Xu Shaoxiong lazily leaned against the bedside, holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth, staring at the girl in the picture on his mobile phone, with extremely complicated emotions.

Reason told him that she was not his Yanyan.

His Yanyan is dead and his soul has become another person.

The uncontrollable emotion made his eyes stick to the girl again, unblinking and unable to look away.

At the opening ceremony, Song Lingyan seemed to have telepathy with him. At this moment, she turned around and faced the camera with a smile.

The girl has bright eyes and white teeth, and a smile like a flower, like stars holding a dazzling pearl under the moon, emitting dazzling light.

My heart can't help but throb.

He suddenly glanced away and turned off the live broadcast, not daring to let himself sink any further.

Because of his special status, that person did not dare to express his love to the woman he loved.

So why isn't he!

With a special memory and abilities beyond ordinary people, sooner or later, he will pass the examination of the special forces training camp.

Once he joins the World Anti-Terrorist Organization, he will no longer be qualified to like her.

As Captain Hao once said, he and she, like light and darkness, are two parallel lines that can never intersect.

Perhaps they will never meet again in this life.

~

The opening ceremony ended and the Asian Games officially began.

Chinese athletes are as powerful as a rainbow.

On the first competition day, in the rowing women's lightweight double sculls final, the Chinese team won the championship with a time of 7 minutes, 06 seconds and 78 seconds, winning the first gold medal of this Asian Games.

The national shooting team missed out on the first gold medal due to scheduling reasons.

The regret of missing out on the first gold did not affect the momentum of the sharpshooters at all.

In the following competition, the shooting team showed off its prowess and won all the team and individual gold medals in the men's and women's ten-meter air rifle competition.

Shi Lei performed brilliantly and won the men's and women's 10-meter air rifle competition with Liu Ying respectively.

The two will join forces to compete for the gold medal in the men's and women's 10-meter air rifle mixed doubles in tomorrow's game.

The beautiful reporter from China Central Sports Station seizes the opportunity to lead the trend in the live broadcast room.

The combination of a tomboyish sister and an innocent young brother became a hit overnight.

The number of people who are interested in watching a good show and speculating on CP is increasing exponentially.

The beautiful reporter faced the camera with a smile on her face.

Shi Lei was interviewed, and he was sensitive enough to see a trace of the fox's cunningness in her eyes.

Thank you to Little Fairy for reading the Book of Songs in the Red World and for listening to it.

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