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

"Brother? Haha..."

Claire retorted sharply: "Stop putting your own face on yourself, which one of your eyes can see that people treat you as a brother?"

"you!"

Jones choked and was so angry that she almost died.

Brothers...

When Xu Shaoxiong heard the word brother, his heart suddenly warmed up, and he subconsciously wanted to admit it.

The memory of that person was affecting him again.

But think about it, he has changed his appearance and identity.

An orphan, he has no relatives except them.

It was an honor for him that they would consider him a brother.

He should be grateful and repay their kindness.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. After a few seconds of silence, he obeyed his own will and smiled calmly: "Yes, we are brothers..."

"What did you say?"

Jones was pleasantly surprised and rubbed his ears in disbelief, suspecting he was hallucinating.

"I said, it's a brother."

Xu Shaoxiong was amused by his funny actions and repeated seriously: "In my heart, you are already trustworthy brothers."

"Oh my God."

Jack looked confused: "Did I hear correctly?"

"Great."

Claire's eyes were red with excitement.

"my brother."

Jones couldn't hold back, he opened his arms and rushed towards him, giving him a big bear hug.

This time, Xu Shaoxiong let him hold him and did not break away.

"We're waiting for you at WTO."

Jack couldn't wait any longer, so he pulled Jones away and gave him a warm hug.

"Keep in touch, handsome boy."

Claire was the last one to come over and not only hugged him passionately, but also left a sweet kiss on his cheek.

"Cough cough."

Xu Shaoxiong was a little unaccustomed to her enthusiasm. He covered his mouth and coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"It's not okay to be so innocent."

Claire winked and smiled charmingly: "When performing a mission, you will come into contact with all kinds of people. It is unpredictable what will happen. Being good at dealing with all kinds of people is a required course for Counter-Strike. "

"Huh, you're just quibbling."

Jones couldn't stand her taking the opportunity to take advantage of her, and snorted a disdainful breath from his nostrils: "Even if you are performing a mission, there is no need to sacrifice your appearance."

"It's just a kiss, what's the sacrifice of sex?"

Claire was aroused by him again, and she clenched her right fist loudly: "The cheek-to-cheek gift popular among you Europeans is done in person, so isn't that considered a form of flattery?"

"National conditions are different."

Jones defended in a serious manner: "This is China, do as the Romans do. Chinese people don't like to be kissed by outsiders. It's because you violated other people's taboos and you're wrong."

"Hey, it's starting again."

Jack rubbed his brows with a headache and glanced at Xu Shaoxiong as if asking for help.

Xu Shaoxiong shrugged his shoulders and gave him a helpless expression.

"Forget it, I don't care, just get used to it."

The two met and smiled, and both saw an unspoken understanding in each other's eyes.

~

On the fourth day of the Asian Games, the shooting hall at the H City Olympic Sports Center was full.

Smoke fans spontaneously formed a support group, wearing uniform red T-shirts and holding pocket-sized national flags, and came to the game to cheer for their idols.

Tickets to the shooting gallery were hard to come by, and even Song Lingxiao almost didn't get a ticket.

As the game was about to start, Special Assistant Wu bought three better front row seats from a scalper at a high price. Song Lingxiao entered the shooting gallery with his two special assistants, but he felt something was wrong before he even sat down.

The front, back, left and right were all dazzling red, and there were only three of them, wearing shirts and ties, and they were particularly eye-catching sitting on the seats.

"Hehe, hehehe..."

Sitting in the fan club, Special Assistant Wu started to act like a nymphomaniac again: "Chairman, look, the beautiful woman sitting in front of you looks very pretty with the national flag on her face."

He spoke a little loudly, attracting the beauties' sideways glances.

"Shut up."

Song Lingxiao was depressed, and Jun's face darkened when he heard this, and he wanted to throw this embarrassing guy out of the shooting gallery.

"I didn't expect so many people to come today."

Assistant Li is a good person. When his boss was in a bad mood, he quickly helped his colleagues out: "The reporters even occupied the aisle. This shows how charming Sister Yan is."

What he said was right for the occasion.

Not only did Song Lingxiao listen to it, and his mood instantly became much better, even the smoke fans sitting around were happy to hear it, and some people took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.

Special Assistant Li is indeed a business elite. He is well-rounded. After chatting with the people around him for a while, he became close friends with them and became close friends.

Before the game started, he bought three red T-shirts of the same style as the fans from the leader of the support group, as well as three pocket-sized national flags for cheering.

Song Lingxiao put on a bright red T-shirt and held the national flag in her hand. She was finally no longer depressed and started to smile.

"Thanks, buddy, you helped me again, I will thank you."

Assistant Wu changed his clothes and started playing tricks again, and winked at Assistant Li.

The shocked Assistant Li shivered, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

~

At 8:25 a.m., the women’s -meter pistol individual rapid fire competition began.

Contestants enter the competition venue.

Song Lingyan and Zhou Jing walked out of the athletes' rest area side by side and waved to the audience.

The audience immediately burst into excitement.

"Sister Yan, come on!"

"Sister Yan, you are the best!"

"Sister Yan, you are my god!"

"Sister Yan, we love you!"

The fans stood up from their seats, waving the national flag and cheering loudly.

The two special assistants were among them, howling extremely loudly.

Song Lingxiao waved the national flag, looking at her dazzling sister like the stars holding the moon, and couldn't help but feel proud of her eldest brother.

"Chairman, you can't just stand, you also have to shout!"

Assistant Li suddenly covered his face with the national flag, leaned into his ear, and whispered in his ear: "If you don't say anything, it means you are not a loyal fan. You didn't see that there are many people around you looking at you."

"Do I have to shout too?"

Song Lingxiao couldn't laugh or cry while holding the national flag.

He is the chairman of Keystar Group and an upstart in the financial industry with a net worth of over 100 billion.

Waving the national flag with the fans and shouting Sister Yan, I love you? !

It’s funny just thinking about it!

"Don't forget."

Assistant Li pointed to his bright red T-shirt and said earnestly: "You are now a member of Sister Yan's support group and the most loyal fan."

"In the future, they will not only cheer for Sister Yan at home, but will also go to international competitions. If you don't act more enthusiastic, it will not be so easy to get into the support group in the future."

Song Lingxiao was rarely shocked: "They will also go to foreign competitions?"

"It's absolutely true. How dare I fool you?"

Assistant Li patted his heart and promised: "I have added WeChat with their team leader. If they organize support activities in the future, they will also notify me."

"You can do it!"

Song Lingxiao looked at him sideways with a joking look in her eyes: "You have become familiar with him so quickly. You are worthy of being a veteran of the shopping mall."