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

Chapter 50: Isn’t it just one month? Are you so reluctant to part with it?

"Okay, I'm afraid of you."

Xu Shaoxiong's eyes flashed with emotion, but what he said was full of disgust: "It's so verbose, like a little old woman."

"I am an old woman, aren't you the old grandpa?"

Song Lingyan was satisfied and winked playfully: "A grey-haired, old-fashioned couple."

"Let's go, you are the only one who talks too much."

The word husband and wife pleased Xu Shaoxiong. He put his helmet on her and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Song Lingyan stopped provoking him at this moment, and hugged his waist obediently from behind, letting him drive the car into the campus and deliver it to the downstairs of the dormitory.

"Go up."

Xu Shaoxiong leaned on the motorcycle, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and watched her go upstairs.

Song Lingyan wanted to say not to smoke. Smoking is bad for your health.

Seeing him holding a cigarette in his mouth, he looked almost exactly like that man, with a ruthless and heart-warming smile, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he swallowed it back.

"It's only for a month. Are you so reluctant to part with it?"

Xu Shaoxiong misunderstood her meaning and pinched her cheek lovingly: "Call if you miss me. I will answer when I have time."

"You said it yourself."

Song Lingyan smiled: "I can't go back on my word, I must accept it."

"Okay, don't regret it, go up, be good."

Xu Shaoxiong lost his temper by her, and held her in her arms and kissed her for a while before letting go.

Song Lingyan was satisfied, waved her hand, turned around and ran into the dormitory building.

Xu Shaoxiong stayed downstairs until the lights in the dormitory on the sixth floor came on. Then he put out his cigarette, put on his helmet, and left the college on his motorcycle.

~

The College of Physical Education went to QH Province, and there were only three shooting team members participating in this national championship.

Together with Coach Ge and Coach Liu, the group of five took the college's special car to the airport early the next morning.

Song Lingyan practiced pistols and brought two pieces of luggage, which were not too heavy.

The luggage of the two male team members, Shi Lei and Wang Hao, who were practicing the ten-meter air rifle, was not so light.

The two men's heavy shooting uniforms and firearms equipment filled a large suitcase, which weighed forty kilograms.

Coach Liu was worried that Song Lingyan would hurt her wrist while carrying the suitcase, so he took the initiative to help her carry the luggage when she got in and out of the car.

The attentive and attentive service was of the highest level, and the two male team members screamed and screamed while watching.

Not only that, the equipment used by Song Lingyan to participate in the shooting competition, including firearms, gloves, sunglasses, and various personal items, were all provided by Keystar Group.

She was wearing a brand-new sun hat, the latest brown sunglasses, sportswear, and a travel bag of the same color as the sportswear on one shoulder.

The young and carefree beautiful girl stopped in the airport lobby and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Isn't that Sister Guozi?"

"Yeah, it looks similar to me."

"What a coincidence, she actually took the same flight as us."

“She’s more beautiful in person than in the photos.”

"My skin is so good, white and pink, without a single pimple."

"As expected of the beauty!"

After a while, the airport hall was filled with the whispers of melon-eating people.

Some airport staff couldn't hold back their curiosity. They stuck their heads and kept looking in the direction where she was standing.

"Ling Yan, it's a shame that you don't play Douyin."

Shi Lei's eyes were hot when he saw it, and he licked his face and got close to the beauty: "With your current popularity, create your own account and post a few training videos. It will definitely become popular."

“It’s outdated to post videos, now it’s all about live streaming.”

Wang Hao was unwilling to be left alone and quietly came over: "A live broadcast account with dozens or millions of fans can make a lot of money, which is much better than us practicing shooting." "No time."

Song Lingyan was not interested in the live broadcast and simply rejected it.

“It’s okay if we don’t broadcast live.”

Shi Lei tried to please him: "Just do as I say, just take a few training or competition videos and upload them to your own account. Someone will definitely follow you."

"Let's talk about it after winning the world championship."

Song Lingyan saw it clearly and would not be easily deceived: "The current popularity is all in vain. Netizens chat and chat with each other when they have nothing to do, and treat you as food and drinks. Not many of them really admire you."

"Only by standing on the highest podium of the world championship and winning glory for the country can we truly deserve the title."

"Before you achieve your goal, don't be too proud. Stand tall and fall easily."

"Once you fail to get results, fail to hand in perfect answers, and fall from the altar, the direction of the wind will immediately change. There will be people who praise the high and suppress the low. In the end, it is you who will suffer."

~

"that's right."

Shi Lei rushed to agree: "It's because we are superficial, or it's Ling Yan who sees things clearly."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Coach Ge holding his mobile phone and watching the video, looking happily and smiling from ear to ear.

"What is the coach looking at?"

Wang Hao couldn't hold back his curiosity and quietly glanced at Coach Ge's cell phone.

"Hey, look, you two..."

Just one glance almost made his eyes fall out of shock, and he secretly winked at his two teammates.

Song Lingyan and Shi Lei moved in unison and slipped behind Coach Ge.

"what."

Shi Lei exclaimed: "The coach actually took a video of our training and posted it online?"

Song Lingyan's sharp eyes saw an even more astonishing fact: "And there are so many fans, hundreds of thousands."

Wang Hao complained with a grimace: "Coach, you are too uninterested. You secretly filmed the video without telling us anything, and you made a lot of money by yourself."

"This is not a candid photo, it's obviously an aboveboard photo."

Coach Ge stopped laughing and hit him on the head with the opportunity sign angrily: "Besides, this is not my personal account, it is the official account of our entire shooting team."

"Do you think it costs nothing to support you brats? If I hadn't worked tirelessly to get sponsorships from everywhere, the shooting team would have been sucked into the northwest wind."

"Uh."

Wang Hao was embarrassed, holding his head and begging for mercy quickly: "Coach, I was wrong, I don't dare to say nonsense anymore."

Song Lingyan and Shi Lei moved back to their original positions and put some distance between them.

Wang Hao: "..."

What about the promised teammate camaraderie?

These two guys ran away so fast, leaving him alone to be scolded, how unjust.

~

The capital of QH Province is Xingning, and it takes two and a half hours to fly from Binhai to Xingning.

Xinning is located in the northwest and has cold weather.

It's almost early summer in Binhai in mid-May, and it's still spring cold in Xinning, with the temperature dropping at least ten degrees.

The plane landed safely and after coming out of the airport, the five coaches and team members began to change uniforms.

Song Lingyan had cold-proof clothes prepared by her elder brother, so she was not afraid of the cold.

Wang Hao didn't bring any thick clothes and was shivering in his long-sleeved team uniform.

Coach Liu couldn't stand it anymore, so he took out a fleece jacket from his suitcase and threw it to him.

Wang Hao put it on with great gratitude, and finally he was no longer beautiful and cold.


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