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

"hey-hey."

Li Teshu lost no time in expressing himself: "When working for the boss, my subordinates are always loyal and conscientious and do not dare to make any mistakes."

"alright."

Song Lingxiao was in a good mood and rarely had a sense of humor: "Because you are so loyal, I will give you a face, put down your financial big shot behavior, and shout like you want."

Assistant Li quickly kept up with the rhythm: "The chairman is wise."

"Oh, you're just a poor talker, and you've got yourself on the stage."

Song Lingxiao smiled and teased, ignored him, and continued to look at the playing field.

~

Song Lingyan and Zhou Jing had already passed by the auditorium and headed towards their own target positions.

The most exciting moment for the fans has passed. In order not to affect the game, the shouting gradually stopped and people sat down one after another.

Song Lingxiao sat down and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that he's being pretentious. As a big brother, let him and his fans shout "Sister Yan, I love you" together.

He really couldn't open his mouth.

Besides, he is also a star figure in the business world.

If a reporter sees it and scribbles it, it will cause a lot of trouble.

It would be better for him to hide in the crowd and keep a low profile.

As for whether to participate in support activities, he doesn't care.

His sister is his biological sister, and as his biological eldest brother, he wants to see her whenever he wants, but he can't see her at any time.

With his strength, if he wanted to go abroad to cheer for his sister, it would be easy for him to form a support group of relatives and friends.

Dear brother, you are so arrogant!

~

"Little Guozi, come on!"

"Sister Jing, come on!"

Song Lingyan and Zhou Jing entered the competition venue, high-fived each other to encourage each other, and walked to their target positions.

The firearms equipment has been inspected and properly placed at the target position.

Song Lingyan came to the target position and without any hesitation, she put on earmuffs and filled the bullets.

After going through the test of the World Championships and World Cup Tour, she is now immune to international competitions.

Standing in front of the target and filling bullets with a calm mind is no different from daily training.

The referee's instructions came from the earmuffs, and the test shooting began.

She raised her arm calmly and fired the bullet.

Shooting five bullets in a row felt pretty good.

She put down the pistol, moved her shoulders, and silently thanked Coach Liu in her heart.

Although I was trained specifically for physical training, I hung on a sandbag for a month and complained about it for a month.

The effect of the special training, she had to admit, was very effective.

The muscles of her right arm became strong and flexible, and her explosive power increased significantly.

There was no damage compared to a team competition.

Even Coach Liu himself was amazed at the good results and couldn't believe it.

She couldn't help but want to laugh when she thought of Coach Liu massaging her shoulders after the game yesterday and joking about her small grudges about being laid off.

She remembers all the good things the coaches did to her.

She will reward them with stable performance and excellent results.

In this Asian Games, she will not let them down.

~

The referee's command to start came from the earmuffs, "PREPARATION BEGINS NOW".

She reflexively raised the pistol, pressed it down, took aim, and waited for the shot.

As before, the movements were as precise as a mechanical arm, with every detail.

A minute later, the command to end preparation came again: "END OF PREPARATION".

"Bang." Press your finger on the launcher, and the bullet bursts out of the barrel, whizzing through the target.

10.8 rings!

The scoreboard showed the results, and the shooting gallery burst into cheers.

The two commentators responsible for the live broadcast of the China Central Sports Station all showed expressions that were indeed the case.

Sure enough, it is 10.8 rings!

Our shooting genius girl lived up to the expectations of her hometown folks and performed as steadily as ever.

One shot to become a god!

The gold medal in the women's 25-meter rapid fire pistol event is guaranteed.

~

At the end of the morning preliminaries, Song Lingyan ranked first with a score of 600 rings, as expected before the game, and successfully entered the afternoon finals.

Fans who were watching the competition on the spot were overjoyed. Regardless of the scorching heat, they stayed outside the shooting hall of the Olympic Sports Center, waiting for the final to start in the afternoon.

Song Lingxiao and two special assistants were also involved and did not return to the hotel to rest.

"Brother, it's too hot outside. Why don't you follow me back to the athletes' rest area and rest for a while."

Song Lingyan learned that her eldest brother was also waiting outside the door, so she quietly slipped out of the rest area to meet him.

"Can it be done?"

Song Lingxiao was worried: "Will it affect your rest?"

"will not."

Song Lingyan held her elder brother's arm affectionately, and the brother and sister whispered: "We don't take a break at noon, and we are chatting after dinner. Coach Liu and Shi Lei are also there, and they have the most fun chatting. No one else can interrupt even if they want to." superior."

"That's it."

Song Lingxiao was excited and wanted to go around the athletes' rest area to gain some knowledge.

"Let's go, I'll take you in."

Song Lingyan didn't wait for her elder brother's answer, she took his arm affectionately and walked back to the athletes' rest area together.

Neither brother nor sister noticed that there was someone hiding behind a stone pillar not far away, listening to everything they said.

~

There are locker rooms, bathrooms, and doping control areas in the athletes' rest area, which are clean and tidy with complete facilities.

Song Lingxiao had a rare opportunity to enter the rest area, basked in her sister's glory, walked around and felt very satisfied.

Before the brother and sister returned to the exclusive lounge of the Chinese national team, Special Assistant Wu called anxiously.

"Chairman, it's not good. Someone heard what you and Miss Song said. The fan support group is in trouble. The team leader and his people are looking for you everywhere."

Song Lingxiao frowned: "Why are they looking for me?"

"You are Miss Song's eldest brother."

Assistant Wu covered his frightened little heart and smiled bitterly: "Although he is in name only, he is still her relative. They have no chance to see Miss Song, so naturally they want to curry favor with you."

"Where are you and Assistant Li?"

Song Lingxiao couldn't help but frown as she listened to the noisy voices coming from the other end of the phone.

Assistant Wu wanted to cry: "We have been surrounded by them. The team leader kept complaining about Assistant Li, saying that he was unreal and did not tell them your true identity."

"So what if I tell them?"

Song Lingxiao's brows furrowed more and more as she listened: "Can they still force me to take them to see their sister?"

"That's not the case. They don't dare."

Assistant Wu laughed bitterly: "They will only use extraordinary means."

"What extraordinary measures?"

Song Lingxiao's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad premonition.

Special Assistant Wu did not dare to say it clearly: "You will know when you get here."

"Brother, what's going on?"

Song Lingyan saw something was wrong and looked worried: "Did Wu Te help them get into trouble? Do they need to call the police?"

"Need not."

Song Lingxiao didn't want to cause trouble and made a decisive decision: "You go back to the lounge. Brother, go back first. There are some things that need to be dealt with."

Song Lingyan was worried: "I'll go back with you."

"no need."

Song Lingxiao was confident: "Big brother can handle any small matter without your intervention."