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

Song Lingyan, No. 17, is in the third group and does not need to play from the beginning.

Coach Liu is a little lucky.

After the snow, the cold is unbearable. It is crucial for the contestants to adjust their mentality in time and persist in the competition in the bad weather.

They don't need to compete in the first group and have enough time to do adaptive training. Compared with the first two groups of players, they are really lucky.

~

"Coach Liu, go and tell Yan Ming and the others."

Song Lingyan was preparing for the game in the lounge, not forgetting the fans who braved the cold to support her.

"We are in the third group. The competition will not start until at least half an hour later. You ask them to go back to the car to warm up for a while, and then come back in half an hour."

"it is good."

Coach Liu dotes on his disciples, does anything, and readily agrees.

"It's so cold outside, don't let Coach Liu go."

Wu Meng, a beautiful reporter from China Central Sports Station, walked into the lounge at that moment and stopped Coach Liu with her arms outstretched: "I have Yan Ming's phone number. I'll just give him a call."

"Sister Meng, your public relations skills are really strong."

Song Lingyan lamented that she arrived in time, moved her shoulders, and was in a good mood to joke with her: "Yan Ming has been taken down by you. From now on, you have the final say on the Yanfen support group."

"He is nothing, he just has the title of leader."

Wu Meng flipped up her hair in an extremely coquettish way, and her charming peach blossom eyes flashed with light.

"He's not the real boss. If I really have the ability you mentioned, and can capture the financial backers behind the scenes, then that's my real ability."

"what?!"

Song Lingyan pretended to be surprised: "So Sister Meng's real target is my eldest brother?"

"Cough cough."

Wu Meng's ears turned red and she quickly defended: "Yanyan, you misunderstood. Sister Meng didn't mean that. I don't dare to reach for someone like President Song."

"It's so cold, but you and the camera guy are still insisting on live broadcasting."

Song Lingyan smiled and said sincerely: "Being a reporter is not easy."

"As long as Yanyan can accept our interview, snowing doesn't matter."

When the live broadcast was mentioned, Wu Meng instantly became energetic and her eyes lit up: "Do you think this is okay? Let Li Zi come in with the camera and let's prepare for the live broadcast before the game."

"alright."

For the sake of the cold weather, Song Lingyan rarely rolled her eyes and disliked them.

"Yanyan is great, Sister Meng loves you the most."

Wu Meng was so excited that she hugged Song Lingyan and gave her a passionate hug.

Song Lingyan subconsciously leaned back to prevent her from rubbing her lipstick on herself.

The cameraman came in happily carrying a camera.

Wu Meng faced the camera, flipped up her hair, and made an extremely charming announcement, winning special benefits for smokers.

Song Lingyan did not avoid the camera and continued to do warm-up exercises before the game.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were excited.

[It’s rare to be face to face with an idol up close. 】

【Happiness comes so suddenly! 】

【so excited! 】

[I want to cry, can that be okay? 】

~

There are two Chinese players participating in the women's skeet competition at this Asian Championships.

In addition to Song Lingyan, there is another 30-year-old mother-level veteran Ye Ping who performed well in the Asian Games and won two gold medals for women's individual and team.

Ye Ping not only won the Asian Games championship, but also won an individual bronze medal in the last Olympics and an individual silver medal in the World Cup finals.

Ye Ping drew number 26 before the game and was placed in the last group, the fifth group.

"Ling Yan, calm down, there is no need to put pressure on yourself."

As a veteran who has experienced many battles, Ye Ping was more relaxed in her warm-up before the game, with a gentle and indifferent smile on her face.

"We will participate in individual competitions together. No matter who wins the championship, he will get a ticket for the Chinese team to enter the Paris Olympics." "You are in group 3 and I am in group 5. Such a grouping , it is very beneficial to us, it is double insurance.”

"If you perform well and are ranked first, I will have less pressure and play easier."

"Similarly, even if you make some mistakes, don't be impatient. I'll give you the guidance. Play with a calm mind. It's your first time participating in an international competition. It's time to practice."

~

"alright, I got it."

Song Lingyan smiled modestly and answered obediently: "It's my first time to participate in a skeet competition. I'm lucky to have Sister Ping as my support."

"Haha, listen to it..."

Ye Ping was amused, she reached out and pinched her cheeks, which were full of collagen, and teased her with a smile: "This girl's clever mouth can bring the dead back to life."

"hey-hey."

The camera guy looked at it funny, grinning like a fool.

"We Yanyan are cute."

Wu Meng couldn't help but wanted to reach out and pinch her fair and pink cheeks.

Song Lingyan reacted quickly and leaned back quickly to avoid her claws.

The fans in the live broadcast room were so excited that they let out a wave of wolf howls.

[Let go of Sister Yan and let me come! 】

"Hahaha."

Wu Meng was so amused that she laughed invisibly.

"It's our turn, it's time to play."

Coach Liu has been paying attention to the game and interrupted the warm interaction between the women at the right time.

"coming."

Song Lingyan's momentum suddenly changed and she walked out of the lounge carrying a shotgun.

Wu Meng suppressed her smile, and followed her out with the cameraman.

~

Perhaps due to the snow, slippery ground and too cold weather, the results of the first two groups of contestants were not ideal.

Even a famous player from Country H, who won a silver medal in an individual event at the Asian Games, also made a big mistake. In the first round of 25 bullets, he only hit 16 disc targets.

Song Lingyan followed the third group of contestants out of the lounge and came to the fan-shaped target. She immediately noticed something was wrong.

After it snowed, the shooting range was covered with snow, and the endless white was very dazzling under the reflection of the sun.

Even if she wears brown sunglasses, she will feel uncomfortable after looking at the monotonous white for a long time.

"Whoosh."

A bone-chilling mountain wind swirled through the shooting range, picking up the falling snow on the ground, throwing the snowflakes into the air, and then falling down with the wind.

Normally, Song Lingyan might be in a good mood and enjoy the pastoral scenery covered with ice and snow.

However, when I saw this scene on the playing field, with a slight cold wind blowing, my mood was not so wonderful.

"Watch the wind speed."

Coach Liu obviously also thought about the impact of wind speed on the disc target and deliberately raised some points.

"Ah."

Song Lingyan gave him a reassuring look, indicating that she understood.

~

Game start.

The six players are ranked according to the numbers drawn before the game, with the smaller number shooting first.

Song Lingyan, No. 17, played second to last in the third group.

There were four players in front of her, and she was a little lucky. She kept her eyes wide open to observe their movements and the impact of wind speed on the target.

The players in front obviously noticed the problem of wind speed and secretly estimated the best time to shoot.

Thank you Little Fairy Water Group for my great monthly pass.

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