Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

I took a deep breath, trying to suppress my dissatisfaction. "I just feel that this environment isn't very suitable for studying." I tried to make my tone sound as calm as possible, after all, I would be spending the next few days here.

"Never mind, I'll pack it myself."

I started tidying up my room, only to find that the study materials assigned to me were severely lacking.

The key cutting-edge theoretical works are completely missing, and the workbook only contains a few incomplete pages.

A chill ran up my feet, and I realized that this training camp was probably going to be more difficult than I had imagined.

I immediately went to find Ling Yuanxin, the logistics staff member. He looked blank and said, "The documents? They've all been distributed. Did you lose them?" His tone was nonchalant, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

I suppressed my anger and explained that the other team members' information was complete, but mine was missing many important parts.

Ling Yuanxin waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, alright, I'll go to the storeroom and see if there's any more." Watching his nonchalant back, I frowned, and a sense of anxiety welled up inside me.

After finally gathering all the necessary information, Coach Zhao announced the training camp plan.

It was a densely packed schedule, from six in the morning to ten at night, filled with all sorts of courses and training.

I quickly skimmed through it and found that the plan was too rigid, completely following the traditional rote memorization and test-taking strategy, without taking into account my personal learning style and strengths.

I took a deep breath, found Coach Zhao, and hoped to communicate with him to adjust the training plan.

“Coach Zhao, I don’t think this plan is suitable for me…” Before I could finish speaking, Coach Zhao interrupted me sternly: “Unsuitable? This is the most effective training program we’ve developed based on years of experience! What do you, a student, know?” I tried to explain, but Coach Zhao wouldn’t listen at all and insisted on his own opinion.

The atmosphere in the meeting room grew increasingly tense, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

"Coach Zhao, my learning methods..." I spoke again, my tone tinged with helplessness.

Coach Zhao slammed his hand on the table. "Enough! Do as I say!"

I gripped the training plan tightly in my hand, my nails digging deep into my palm...

"I……"

I walked out of the meeting room without saying a word, clutching that meaningless training plan in my hand.

Back in my room, I crumpled it into a ball and threw it in the trash can.

I'm not stupid enough to follow his plan!

I know exactly what I need and how to learn it.

Upon entering the space, a refreshing atmosphere greeted me. I took down several original foreign textbooks from the bookshelf. These were precious materials that were simply unavailable on the market, and Gong Lin had to ask many friends for help to obtain them.

Over the next few days, I completely ignored the training camp's arrangements and studied at my own pace.

I immersed myself in the library, absorbing knowledge with great eagerness; the spiritual spring within kept me full of energy.

The other contestants all looked surprised when they saw what I did.

Zhang Xi and Qi Manyu hid in a corner and whispered to each other, their faces showing gloating smiles.

They probably thought I was just giving up and becoming self-destructive.

Hmph, little do they know, I'm holding an ace up my sleeve!

During the training camp, we had an opportunity to exchange and learn from international competitors.

Translator Sun was so nervous that her face turned pale, and she stammered as she translated the statements from both sides.

I keenly noticed that there were some discrepancies between what she translated and what I said.

Sure enough, not long after, John, the foreign contestant, walked up to me with an arrogant look and said in broken Chinese, "Miao Qing, we've heard you're very good, but we don't think you have any real skills." Mary behind him chimed in, "That's right, just a bookworm who only knows how to study."

A surge of anger welled up inside me, and I forced back my tears, coldly replying, "Is that so? Then let's settle this on the field!" John smiled contemptuously, "Alright, I'd love to see how badly you lose."

I returned to my room, overwhelmed by a mixture of resentment and anger that almost made it hard for me to breathe.

I wiped away my tears and stepped back into the space.

I refuse to believe that I can't win without Coach Zhao's guidance and complete learning materials!

I refuse to believe that I can't defeat these arrogant foreigners!

I picked up a thick, original English textbook, my gaze resolute…

I started organizing my notes, connecting all the knowledge points to build a complete knowledge system.

I browsed through the various materials I had collected in my space, and relying on my memories from my previous life, I actually compiled a set of learning materials that were more comprehensive and systematic than the materials provided by the training camp.

When I appeared in front of Coach Zhao with this thick stack of documents, he was stunned.

He flipped through the documents I had compiled, his expression shifting from doubt to surprise, and finally to a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

"You...you made this yourself?"

I nodded. "Yes, Coach Zhao."

Coach Zhao was silent for a moment, then sighed deeply, "Miao Qing, I misunderstood you before, I hope you can forgive me."

I smiled slightly, "It's alright, Coach Zhao. I believe that as long as we work together, we will definitely achieve good results."

The other contestants also looked surprised when they saw the information I had compiled.

Zhang Xi and Qi Manyu were dumbfounded. They probably never imagined that I could complete such a huge amount of work in such a short time.

That evening, I received a package from Gong Lin.

Inside was a brand new set of school supplies and a letter.

I opened the letter, and Gong Lin's strong handwriting came into view: Qingqing, I know you can do it!

No matter what difficulties you encounter, don't give up. I will always support you!

A warm feeling welled up in my heart; Gong Lin's support gave me immense strength.

As I looked at the letter, a smile involuntarily crept onto my face.

I went back into the space, took out the yellowed photo, and gently stroked my father's smile.

Dad, did you see that?

I will definitely win!

The first interactive quiz of the training camp began the next morning...

I picked up my pen, a confident smile playing on my lips…

Wait, this question...

I've seen this question before!

While organizing materials in my online space, I came across a similar question type in an original English textbook.

I quickly recalled the solution, my pen flying across the paper.

An hour later, I handed in my paper early.

The other contestants looked surprised as they watched me leave the examination room.

Zhang Xi and Qi Manyu whispered to each other, their faces filled with disbelief.

They probably thought I had given up.

Hmph, let them wait and see!

The exam results came out quickly, and I actually got a perfect score!

The news was like a bomb, causing an uproar in the training camp.

Coach Zhao walked over excitedly and patted me on the shoulder, "Miao Qing, you are amazing!" The other contestants also looked at me with admiration.

John and Mary's faces were filled with shock; they probably never imagined that I could achieve such good results.

“It seems we all underestimated you.” John walked up to me, his tone tinged with admiration.

Mary nodded. "Your skills are indeed very strong." I smiled slightly. "Thank you for the compliment. I will continue to work hard."

That evening, I received a call from Gong Lin.

"Qingqing, I heard about your results, congratulations!" Gong Lin's voice was full of joy. "I knew you could do it!"

"Thank you, Gong Lin." My heart was filled with sweetness. "I will continue to work hard."

Over the next few days, the atmosphere at the training camp changed dramatically.

The other contestants stopped looking down on me and started asking me questions.

Zhang Xi and Qi Manyu also put away their arrogance and began to study seriously.

However, the real challenges are yet to come.

Coach Zhao announced the content of the next round of training: team scrimmage.

We will be competing against outstanding players from all over the world.

"This competition will be even more brutal," Coach Zhao said seriously. "You need to be mentally prepared."

A surge of excitement welled up inside me; I longed for the challenge, I longed for victory!

The team competition began the next morning.

I took a deep breath and walked onto the field...

Wait, these people...

Why are they all...?