Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

As Da Tou passed by from the side, Qiu Shiyue quickly blocked his way.

He reacted quickly, taking half a step back, his arm almost touching her.

Qiu Shiyue was very hurt. "I watched the video of the final of the warm-up match. Sys was discussing tactics with you, and his face even brushed against your shoulder, but you didn't dodge. Why can't you avoid me?"

Da Tou tightened the strap of his satchel; he had no obligation to answer that question.

Qiu Shiyue was determined not to give up: "If you don't tell me, I won't let you leave."

Big Head gave her two looks that seemed to say she was an idiot.

"Your top priority right now is to delete those romance novels. Not everyone thinks you're domineering and interesting just because they feel their path is blocked."

Qiu Shiyue got anxious and started to take action.

Big Head's movement skills are truly impressive. He dodged backward and shifted his body, and Qiu Shiyue didn't even touch his bag strap before Big Head bypassed her and walked away.

Qiu Shiyue wanted to pursue him, but he was too tall and had long legs. By the time she got close, Da Tou had already entered the men's dormitory.

"Young lady...or young man?" The dormitory supervisor hadn't turned on the lights, only a single light bulb illuminating the area in front of the main gate, making it difficult for him to see clearly. "Which dormitory are you from? I've never seen you before."

"What about me looks like a man?" Qiu Shiyue moved closer to the old man's window so he could see clearly. He was so old and his eyesight was failing that he couldn't tell if someone was a man or a woman.

The old man shook his head. "It certainly doesn't look like a man... but it doesn't look like a woman either."

Qiu Shiyue was filled with anger.

Big Head was angry with her; even an old man could anger her. She kicked the door angrily, making a "bang" sound, and then ran away.

"Hey, little auntie... I don't even know what to call you anymore, why are you so short-tempered?"

Big Head opened the door and entered the room, while Team Leader Long sat on the bed, half asleep.

"Are you going to open the door or set off a cannon? Boom!"

"Brother Long, it wasn't me, it was the voice downstairs," Da Tou explained in a very low voice, no more than three bars.

"Then, then go to sleep," Long mumbled sleepily as he lay back down. "Let's set off fireworks again tomorrow, I want to see them too..."

Big Head: "Then Qiu Shiyue will have to fry one for you."

The next morning, right after morning exercises ended and before she even had breakfast, Qiu Shiyue was dragged away and scolded.

"In the middle of the night, instead of sleeping, you're running down to the men's dormitory and kicking down doors. Do you think the security cameras are just for show? I just praised you not long ago, what are you trying to do?"

As Blizzard passed by Qiu Shiyue, he added insult to injury: "She was secretly following Datou, trying to abduct Minnan."

Qiu Shiyue turned around and glared at her.

"Go, go, go eat, stop talking nonsense here." The coach waved for Blizzard to leave quickly.

"Why are you following Big Head? What, are you too big and fat for the girls' dormitory to fit in?"

Qiu Shiyue pouted, "I just wanted to find an opportunity to congratulate him on winning the warm-up match, nothing else."

“I told you, don’t treat the surveillance cameras like they’re just for show,” the coach glared. “The cameras clearly showed Big Head being chased through the gate like he was being haunted, he was practically flying, and then this old man stopped him. All you do all day is do these inexplicable things. 10,000 meters, go!”

"I haven't eaten yet..."

"You can eat after you finish the run. I'll have Blizzard keep an eye on you. If you're even a meter short, you'll have to run a hundred meters!"

The blizzard hadn't gone far; everyone heard it.

"What? I can't see her? Then I can't eat either?"

……

Blizzard sat on the edge of the rubber track, shielding his forehead from the sun with his hand.

"1...3...7 laps, can't you hurry up? I could hang a carrot on a donkey's head and it would run faster than you."

Qiu Shiyue ran to the blizzard again, drenched in sweat, her bangs sticking to her face.

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly saw Sasha walking towards her, carrying breakfast in her hand.

The thought that even if the blizzard didn't run away, it still wouldn't be able to eat properly made Qiu Shiyue feel a little better.

Blizzard sighed as he accepted the egg and the already-inserted soy milk from Sasha. He took a bite of the egg, a sip of the soy milk, and then looked at Qiu Shiyue panting heavily in front of him. He felt that even a simple breakfast had become delicious.

Qiu Shiyue, who had initially been somewhat at ease, instantly became uneasy again upon seeing how much she enjoyed the food.

"Sasha."

Suddenly someone shouted.

The way someone shouts "Sha" with emphasis on the first syllable and then softly on the second is so obvious that Blizzard knows who shouted it without them even turning around.

"Let's go, Big Fatty's free, he said he wants to practice with us." Big Head called to Sasha to walk together.

"Do you practice mixed doubles?"

"Ah."

When Qiu Shiyue saw that it was Da Tou, she immediately covered her face, not wanting him to see her like this.

This is really unnecessary worry.

Da Tou kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, staring only at the person speaking.

“Go back, Sasha. She’ll probably be gone for a while. Don’t wait for me,” Blizzard said.

Sasha nodded and turned to leave in sync with Da Tou.

Watching them walk away, Blizzard looked away and noticed that Qiu Shiyue had stopped running and was staring at Da Tou's back.

"What are you doing, slacking off?"

Qiu Shiyue looked at Blizzard: "But there are still two years until I return to the arena—"

"Returning to the competition while still suspended, she is determined to become the first person, no, the first woman in the team, to have a suspension longer than her playing time."

"Whatever you say."

She turned around and whispered to herself:

"Let her have some time first. Hasn't she heard of the saying 'the latecomer surpasses the early'?"

-

At 8:30 p.m. on August 22, everyone left the dormitory building and boarded a bus to go to the Capital Airport.

Ding Ning, Xin Ge, Long Dui, and other team members who were not participating in this Asian Games came to the dormitory building to see off the participating players and coaches.

Before boarding the bus, we lined up in two rows and took a group photo.

Blizzard felt they had made a name for themselves.

Behind him were coaches who were world champions, and beside him were future world champions. He was so happy that his eyes were practically popping out of his head.

She put her luggage down in the car, and Sasha got on first, excitedly greeting Blizzard and indicating that she had saved her a seat.

Blizzard sat down next to Sasha with a shoulder bag on his back. He glanced casually and saw that the light in Qiu Shiyue's dormitory room was on, casting a dark shadow on the window.

Noticing her gaze, the shadowy figure drew the curtains and turned off the lights.

Sasha excitedly pulled Blizzard for a photo, holding her phone up high to include Eel and Xing Tong behind her.

Gao Yuan and Da Tou, who were sitting next to each other, also craned their necks to get in the shot.

I flew for eight hours, but only got four hours of deep sleep. My arms and legs ached for as long as I slept.

Sasha washed her face and decided not to go to sleep.

The same goes for everyone else; long-haul flights are really uncomfortable.

Blizzard glanced at his teammates around him; most of them were also sleeping poorly, either sitting in a daze or putting their eye masks back on and closing their eyes to rest.

Few people were asleep, and she and Sasha spoke in hushed tones.

"Sasha, let me tell you a corny joke to cheer you up."

"Dogs bark, cats meow, what can chickens do?"

Sasha thought for a while but couldn't figure it out, so she asked Blizzard for the answer.

A wise look gleamed beneath the large head's eyepatch. He reached out, removed the eyepatch, and stretched out his arm, signaling Blizzard not to reveal the answer yet.

"Chickens...lay eggs, no, it can't be that simple. Never mind, you tell me."

"Opportunity favors the prepared mind."

"..." Da Tou rubbed his arms, called over a flight attendant and asked for two blankets, handing one to Sasha.

"I'll give you one," he said, intrigued. "There's a person whose farts are incredibly loud. Why is that?"