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

I am different from her.

She relied on her own efforts, and I relied on that person's memory.

If this is the case, he will not be able to pass the assessment in advance, which will be a disgrace to Jones and the others' expectations.

He himself cannot forgive himself.

Li Xiaoyong was in a complicated mood. He didn't want to be noticed by outsiders, so he put on his headphones, skillfully controlled electronic instruments, and took off in a helicopter.

The propellers rotated rapidly, and the two helicopters roared into the air, turned their bodies, and returned quickly towards the border.

~

Island country, D city.

The family had dinner, during which Song Lingyan's heart no longer hurt.

Li Xiaoling and his wife sent their daughter back to the hotel and watched her enter the lobby. Only then did they feel relieved and returned to the hotel where they stayed to rest.

The competition arrangement of the Asian Championships is similar to that of the Asian Games. Song Lingyan's women's 25-meter pistol rapid fire event is on the third day, and the skeet competition is on the fifth day.

There was no competition in the first two days, only adaptive training. Song Lingyan had a good time and had a good rest in the hotel for two days.

On the morning of the third day, at 6 o'clock, her biological clock woke up on time, and she opened her eyes habitually.

The day of the women's 25-meter pistol rapid fire competition is an extremely proud day for smokers.

Early in the morning, fans gathered in the hotel lobby, dressed neatly and went to the competition venue in high spirits to cheer for their idols.

Li Xiaoling and his wife were mixed in, extremely proud and excited.

A team of hundreds of people entered the shooting gallery and sat down at the designated location.

Yan Ming and Special Assistant Wu took out a pocket version of the small national flag. Just as they were about to do a cool pose and take the lead in shouting a few words, they were surprised by the island nation's support group not far away.

The island country’s support group has a long history and is quite large.

The team members have a clear division of labor, including a conductor, cheerleaders, and orchestra.

The command is usually provided by the regimental leader.

Cheerleaders are 3 to 5 beautiful girls in hot and sexy outfits who dance and cheer during the game.

The orchestra is responsible for playing different pieces of music to accompany the cheerleaders.

It seemed that they were deliberately going against the Chinese fans. Before the smoke fans could sit firmly in their seats, the performance of the Japanese support group started.

The vigorous singing and dancing strongly attracted everyone's attention.

The reporters and spectators in the shooting gallery were all attracted by the powerful dance. The camera lens focused on the beautiful cheerleader girl, and the flashbulbs kept flashing.

"Holy shit, what the hell?"

"Shouldn't the island country's support group be organized only during baseball games?"

"Why are you in a shooting gallery?"

Yan Ming and Wu Teshu's momentum was suppressed by each other, and they continued to complain.

The most frustrating thing is yet to come.

After the dance performance ended, dozens of members of the cheering group beat empty drink bottles rhythmically.

"Bang bang, bang bang bang..."

The uniform sound filled the shooting gallery, making people's hearts tremble.

"Fuck, play with me like this!"

Yan Ming was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "Follow me, male compatriots, and go buy drinks."

"Here we go!"

A group of big men responded in unison and followed him out of the shooting gallery in a menacing manner.

The supermarket inside the competition venue was surrounded by enthusiastic smokers.

Coca-Cola, Pepsi, 7-up, no matter what brand, as long as the bottle is big enough and the sound is loud enough, they are all sold out.

The plastic bottle containing the drink won't knock.

Yan Ming waved his hand and said domineeringly: "Brothers, it's done!"

"Dry!"

Ever since, a strange scene appeared outside the shooting gallery.

Dozens of big men, braving the cold wind of more than ten degrees below zero, pretending to be heroic and drinking drinks.    Drink one bottle and pour another!

The life of a diaosi reached its peak at this moment.

~

With the help of beverage bottles, the number of smokers was dominant. Hundreds of people worked together to knock the plastic bottles, and finally regained the momentum.

Wu Meng, a beautiful reporter from China Central Sports Station, also immediately reported the news about the opponent.

"The island country also produced a so-called shooting genius girl in the domestic selection competition that just ended."

"Yukawa Sakurako, 17 years old, is a sophomore in high school, one year younger than Miss Yan. In the finals of the domestic selection competition, she shot 50 out of 44 bullets."

"The island country's shooting team has high hopes for her and announced to the outside world that this girl is a new star in the shooting world in the future, and her strength is no less than that of our Sister Yan."

"Yukawa Sakurako's support group was organized voluntarily by her high school classmates. Taking advantage of the home field advantage, they came to the scene to cheer her on."

~

"Pooh!"

"You hit 50 out of 44 shots. How dare you challenge Sister Yan?"

"What's so big about being one year younger?"

"Sister Yan has already become a god in the shooting world at the age of seventeen, breaking the world record that had been held for ten years by O continent players."

"She only hit 50 out of 44 shots. She couldn't even hit the previous world record of 46. She has the nerve to brag about herself. She is called a new star in the shooting world."

"There is only one new star, and that is our Sister Yan."

"Our Sister Yan is not only the most dazzling star in the sky, but also a god!"

"I'm sorry they don't understand what God means!"

"God is an invincible existence!"

“No matter how much they brag, it’s impossible for God to defeat them!”

"The one who laughs last must be us."

When the world record was mentioned, the fans were so angry that the rocker straightened up.

Even if he knew clearly, the other party's support group were all ordinary high school students from the island country and could not understand Chinese.

They are still very keen on war of words.

In terms of momentum, it crushes the opponent in all directions.

for sure!

~

At 8:25 a.m. Japan time, the women’s -meter rapid-fire pistol preliminaries began.

As the contestants entered the venue, the shooting gallery suddenly became noisy.

Yukawa Sakurako's support group and the fans' support group were at odds with each other, and the plastic bottles were knocked loudly.

The smokers were superior in numbers, and their shouts became louder and louder.

Yan Ming and Special Assistant Wu waved the pocket version of the national flag again and stood in the front row to set the rhythm.

Hundreds of people worked together and cheered at the top of their lungs, relying on their shouts to compete with the orchestra of the support group and not fall behind.

Yukawa Sakurako entered the shooting gallery, and the cheering group was excited.

The beautiful cheerleading girls started a new round of singing and dancing.

The island country occupies the home field advantage and is open to all Asian sports fans. The high-definition cameras broadcasting the game are unsurprisingly focused on her.

A typical island girl with a ponytail and a pure and beautiful face clearly appeared on the screen.

There was a moment of commotion in the auditorium.

The island nation's spectators who watched the game on the spot gave him warm applause.

Reporters from the local sports station in D City lost no time in conducting interviews and hyping up the excellence and uniqueness of the rising stars in the country's shooting community.

Compared with the attention paid to Yukawa Sakurako's entrance, the two contestants from China were deliberately ignored when they entered the shooting gallery.

The high-definition camera only glanced at Song Lingyan and Zhou Jing, not even showing their faces.

Wu Meng was so angry that she squeezed to the front with a microphone, gave a brief interview, and cheered for the Chinese team members.

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