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

Ji Yanze's eyes flickered and he felt a little guilty: "You use money to do things, why do you ask so many questions?"

"You are really an inexperienced young man."

Xu Shaoxiong threw his bank card back, stood up with his hands on the table, leaned forward, and whispered a warning against his ear.

"Go back, don't do such stupid things again. If you are looking for me, you might as well be looking for Yanyan. She can easily ruin his reputation."

"Smoke?"

Ji Yanze took a breath and looked shocked.

"Humph."

Xu Shaoxiong was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him anymore. He snorted a disdainful breath from the tip of his nose and left the cafe.

When he pushed the door open, he looked back again. The young man who was still sitting there, already stunned, hesitated for a moment, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and sent a message to Song Lingyan.

Song Lingyan was sleeping soundly and didn't hear any movement, so naturally she wouldn't reply to him.

Xu Shaoxiong didn't wait for a reply, smiled to himself, put away his phone, got in the car, and put on his helmet.

The motorcycle roared and disappeared into the vast night.

~

At six o'clock in the morning, the biological clock wakes up on time.

Song Lingyan opened her eyes, touched her phone and looked at it. Her eyes widened suddenly and she sat up from the bed like a corpse.

[Ji Yanze came to me to teach his manager a lesson. 】

Xu Shaoxiong's information came into view. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief and read it again.

Eleven words, one too many, the meaning expressed is very obvious.

【You agreed? 】

Her fingers trembled as she typed out a line of words, highlighting her nervousness.

【No. 】

This time, Xu Shaoxiong didn't let her wait and responded instantly.

It's fine if you don't!

Song Lingyan breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a while, and replied to him again.

[Leave this matter to me, don’t worry about it, be careful yourself. 】

There was no movement in the dialog box for a long time.

She smiled helplessly and dialed Ji Yanze's number.

Ji Yanze answered, his voice a little hoarse, obviously he didn't sleep well at night.

"Where are you?"

Song Lingyan asked angrily.

"apartment."

Ji Yanze answered weakly.

"Meet you at the door of the store at seven o'clock in the evening."

Song Lingyan almost used a commanding tone, not allowing him to refuse.

"it is good."

Ji Yanze agreed and hung up the phone.

~

During the morning training, Song Lingyan was obviously out of shape. The dumbbell fell from his hand and almost hit Coach Liu's foot.

Coach Liu was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground and hid three meters away.

Just kidding, if he was really hit, his foot would definitely be crippled and he wouldn't be able to recover for at least three months.

"Uh, I'm sorry, coach."

Song Lingyan looked at the frightened Coach Liu, smiled coquettishly, and handed him a bottle of water to express her apology: "Drink some water to calm down the shock."

"Xiao Song, what's wrong with you?"

Coach Liu noticed that something was wrong with her and asked with concern: "Those who are preoccupied can even lose focus during training."

Song Lingyan said casually: "There were mosquitoes in the dormitory last night, so I didn't sleep well."

"Oh."

Coach Liu believed her and gave her some advice: "There are a lot of mosquitoes in summer, so if you don't put up a mosquito net, you can sleep more peacefully."

Song Lingyan shook her head: "I don't like mosquito nets. They can't be suffocated without ventilation and are uncomfortable." "Then you can only use electric mosquito coils."

Coach Liu looked at her absent-mindedly and decisively changed the training plan: "Well, since you are not in good condition, you will not practice dumbbells today, but use sandbags instead."

"Uh."

Song Lingyan looked at him staying away from him and looking cautious, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

"alright."

For the sake of the coach's feet, she put down the dumbbells and picked up the sandbag herself.

"The five-kilogram sandbag is a little heavy for you right now."

Coach Liu breathed a sigh of relief and moved closer: "Don't hold on, take a rest if you can't hold on, and relax your muscles before continuing."

"Ah."

Song Lingyan tried to hang a sandbag for the first time, but she looked cautious and did not show off.

She hung the sandbag on her arm and straightened her arm, trying to maintain stability.

Hanging a sandbag is different from lifting dumbbells. There is no support from the shoulders, and the weight is all below the elbow.

The weight of five kilograms hanging on the small arm is almost like a weight.

After a while, her arms began to tremble slightly, and the sandbag slid down inch by inch.

Song Lingyan had never truly felt the difficulty of fighting against gravity like at this moment.

Finally, her strength was exhausted and she could no longer hold on. Her arms drooped and the sandbag slid down her wrist.

"5 minutes."

Coach Liu held the stopwatch and nodded with satisfaction: "It's my first time hanging a sandbag and I can hold on for 5 minutes. That's pretty good."

"Does this really work?"

Song Lingyan wiped her sweat with a towel and expressed doubt again.

Coach Liu nodded solemnly: "We must believe in scientific training methods."

"Is hanging a sandbag considered a scientific method?"

Song Lingyan didn't believe it: "Science and technology should at least be linked to advanced instruments. There are so many training equipment that are not used, so we have to use such an old-fashioned method?"

"Don't underestimate the sandbag."

Coach Liu defended himself seriously: "Coach Ge used this method to train his arm strength, and his stability improved rapidly. He was successfully shortlisted for the national team, won a medal at the Asian Games, and brought glory to the country."

"I'll go, it's indeed Coach Ge."

Song Lingyan complained angrily: "This physical training method is indeed passed down from him. If I continue to train according to this plan, I won't really become like him!"

Coach Liu was a little confused: "What does it look like?"

"It's just that after training, I overeat."

Song Lingyan gestured with Coach Ge's round belly with her hand: "The figure is out of shape, deformed, just like Coach Ge."

"Hahaha."

Coach Liu understood and burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

Song Lingyan glared at him angrily.

"About this, I can assure you that it will never turn into what you said."

Coach Liu had laughed enough, took out his phone, opened the gallery, found an award-winning photo of Coach Ge when he was young, and held it up to Song Lingyan's eyes.

"If you don't believe me, look, this is what Coach Ge looks like after training. He maintains his figure very well and is not out of shape at all."

"No, is this Coach Ge?"

Song Lingyan looked at the tall, thin and handsome guy in the photo and found it hard to believe that he was Coach Ge who now weighs 100 kilograms, has thin hair, and has a beer belly.

"That's right, it's Coach Ge."

Coach Liu held up his mobile phone and sighed: "Actually, time is not only a butcher's knife for women, but also for men. Coach Ge has just passed fifty, and he is already so old that he can no longer see the shadow of his past."

"Uh-huh."

Song Lingyan nodded like a duck pecking at rice, expressing her agreement: "If you don't tell me, you will never know that this is Coach Ge."

"Now, you believe it."

Coach Liu looked amused, put away his phone, assumed the posture of a coach again, and began to lecture. (End of chapter)