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

"Shooting uniforms are like armor, which can well protect the athletes' shoulders, waist, and legs, and reduce the impact on the heart when shooting."

"And the thicker the shooting uniform, the better it can support athletes for long periods of competition and maintain stability."

"Each athlete's shooting uniform is specially made. The quality of the shooting uniform and whether it fits is very important to the competition. It may be the difference between the first and second place."

~

"So important!"

The beautiful reporter pretended to be very shocked and asked, "What about your shooting uniform..."

"The equipment of our Binhai Shooting Team is sponsored by Keystar Group."

Shi Lei didn't wait for her to finish. He glanced at Song Lingyan and straightened his back with great pride: "Every air rifle team member changed into new shooting uniforms before the national championship match."

"The shooting uniform is made in Country H. It is thick and comfortable. It is really like armor. It can stand upright on the ground without the help of external force."

~

"That's great."

The beautiful reporter was very supportive: "With such good equipment, let us wish Shi Lei that he can shine in the next World Cup tour, perform his best level, win medals, and win glory for the country. "

"I will work hard."

Shi Lei also cooperated very cooperatively by raising his arms in front of the camera, making a gesture of encouragement for himself, and ended the interview.

The beautiful reporter was chatting happily, and turned her gaze to Song Lingyan with unfinished thoughts.

"Ahem, I'm going to check in my luggage."

Before Song Lingyan could figure out how to face the camera and let her parents recognize her, she coughed twice in embarrassment, grabbed her suitcase, and ran away like a gust of wind.

The comments in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

[Hahaha, running so fast. 】

[This is the true character, the little fruit is so cute. 】

[Did anyone notice the reporter’s expression?I was dumbfounded when I held up the microphone. It made me laugh to death. 】

[I saw that the corners of the beautiful journalist sister’s mouth were so twitched that she almost went into cramps. 】

[The little fruit is still cute and can make people happy just by appearing on camera. 】

[Such a cute Guozi sister, I can watch the live broadcast room for a whole day without eating. 】

~

Magic City, a rest house on the outskirts of the city.

"Wang Wang Wang."

Wangcai hunched his head and squeezed towards the coffee table, wanting to watch the live broadcast on his tablet.

Unfortunately, the space in front of the coffee table was too small. Song Weiguo and his wife sat side by side on the sofa, staring at the screen without leaving any room for it.

"Wang Wang Wang."

Wangcai let out another wave of dissatisfied barks, suddenly rushed to the coffee table, picked up the tablet computer and ran away.

"Hey, this stupid dog, why is it so crazy?"

Li Xiaoling laughed angrily, and just as she was about to stand up from the sofa and slap the dog, Wangcai had already rushed out of the living room with the tablet in his mouth, and the dog was nowhere to be seen.

"Forget it, let it go."

Song Weiguo was amused, smiled to comfort his wife, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and turned on the live broadcast.

"That's strange to say."

Li Xiaoling approached her husband and watched with him: "Don't you think Wangcai is a little abnormal? She seems to like this little girl very much. She has never been so affectionate with others."

"Fate."

Song Weiguo had a rare sense of humor: "Maybe the dog follows its owner. Like Wangcai, I also like this little girl very much."

"You can do it."

Li Xiaoling patted him and scolded him with a smile: "You've got yourself and the dog together."

"Haha, I'm serious."

Song Weiguo's tough face rarely showed some tenderness: "I don't know why, this little girl feels a little strange to me. A girl who is only 17 years old, the murderous intent that bursts out at the moment of shooting is exactly the same as that of a special forces soldier who has actually been on the battlefield. ." "Isn't this a bit too much?"

Li Xiaoling didn't believe it. She looked at the little girl rolling her eyes at the camera and looking hopeless. She couldn't help but want to laugh: "She is just a little girl who has not experienced much in the world. She doesn't have murderous intent in her as you said."

"You don't understand, it's just intuition."

Song Weiguo smiled and retorted: "This is a kind of intuition that only belongs to soldiers. Only soldiers who have actually been on the battlefield and killed the enemy can have telepathy."

"Come on, you're still telepathic."

Li Xiaoling laughed angrily and patted him again: "I have been married to you for 35 years, and I have never heard you say that we have any telepathy."

"Not with you, but with my daughter."

Song Weiguo laughed happily, and when he saw his wife's dissatisfied look, he stopped smiling for a moment and looked away in a sullen voice.

"Humph, not with me, but with my daughter?"

Li Xiaoling had no intention of letting him go. She grabbed his collar and asked, "Okay, then tell me, where is your precious daughter who has been gone for half a year and has no news at all? When will she come back?"

"Uh."

Song Weiguo was embarrassed and speechless.

"I won't read it anymore. I'll let you and Wangcai make me angry. I'm not in the mood to read it."

Li Xiaoling let go of her hand, pretended to be angry, and stood up from the sofa.

In fact, it’s almost dinner time and it’s time to go to the kitchen to cook.

"hey-hey."

Song Weiguo breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the sofa, and walked out of the living room holding up his mobile phone.

~

In the garden of the small building, one person and one dog were watching the live broadcast, engrossed in watching it. Li Xiaoling made lunch and called three times but no one responded.

Wangcai was lying on the lawn, staring at the tablet with bright eyes and a silly grin.

It really watches the live broadcast, and you can watch it for a whole day without eating.

Song Weiguo was puzzled. The more he looked at some of the little girl's little habits, the more they looked like his own daughter.

~

At this moment, the national team athletes at the Capital International Airport have successfully cleared customs and boarded the plane.

The double-decker jumbo aircraft, Airbus 380, taxied on the apron according to the tower's instructions, turned around at the designated location, and waited for the order to take off.

The beautiful reporter from China Central Sports Station abides by the regulations of aircraft navigation and regretfully shut down the live broadcast.

The screen picture changed. Wangcai barked unhappily, jumped up from the lawn, and kept circling around the tablet.

Song Weiguo came back from his thoughts, rubbed his brows, raised his head in confusion, and glanced at the blue sky.

Is it because he lacks exercise recently and is too idle?

Why is there a strange hallucination?

Do you see the shadow of your daughter in that little girl?

~

The Airbus 380 flew smoothly at an altitude of 26 meters and successfully arrived at its destination [-] hours later.

China is in continent Y and Peru is in continent NM. The time difference is 13 hours.

China is 13 hours ahead of Peru.

At 16:15 pm China time on the 16th and 2 am local time in Peru on the [-]th, the plane arrived at Lima International Airport smoothly and landed smoothly.

After flying for 26 hours, everyone was tired. After getting off the plane, they took the pick-up car from the competition organizing committee and went to the hotel to rest.

Song Lingyan entered the guest room and fell asleep. She slept for twelve hours at a stretch. It was two o'clock in the afternoon local time in Peru before she opened her eyes.

　Thank you Little Fairy and my peace of mind for your monthly ticket.

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　　(End of this chapter)