Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

“I know!” Sasha’s eyes sparkled.

Big Head anticipated this and, just as Sasha spoke, stretched out his long arm and precisely fed the cookie into Sasha's mouth across the aisle.

"I told you, let Blizzard guess."

“When did you two say that?” Blizzard’s gaze swept between them. “Is there anything I don’t know?”

Big Head ate a cookie himself and mumbled, "Can't guess, can you? Because that person was wearing bell-bottoms."

"..." Blizzard silently pulled a corner of Sasha's blanket over himself.

Big Head is a cocky kid. Blizzard didn't guess it, and he proudly crossed his fingers, tugged at his cheeks, and flicked his bangs, doing eight hundred cool moves a minute.

Seeing that they had both spoken, Sasha was not to be outdone:

Question: There are sheep on the subway. When the train arrives at the station, a wolf gets on. But when the wolf gets off, none of the sheep have been eaten. Why?

The big-headed biscuit was being bitten with a loud crunch. "Sure enough, this is a question only a foodie would think of."

“I knew you wouldn’t know!” Sasha was completely in control. “If I tell you the answer now, it’s like you didn’t answer any of our questions. Two to one, we win. We’ll treat you to McDonald’s when we get back home.”

"Okay." Big Head looked like he'd been taken advantage of, but he still agreed readily.

Sasha: "Because... you can't eat on the subway, hahaha."

"..." Big Head slapped the armrest in frustration, clicking his tongue repeatedly, but Blizzard looked to him as if he had enjoyed it.

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Wasn't he the one treating? What's with all the smugness, teacher?

After another two hours of flying, we finally landed at Jakarta Airport.

While waiting for the bus, Da Tou and Sa Sha shared a little bit of knowledge.

"Did you know that a person's forearm is about the same length as their foot?"

Sasha looked surprised.

She rolled up her sleeves and took a quick look. "Impossible. My forearms are this long, how could my feet be this big?"

She tentatively measured her foot with her fingers, and it was indeed about the same size.

"Let's see whose arm is longer!"

Big Head brought his arm close to Sasha's, and the two of them were comparing arms seriously.

"I'm so tall, yet I'm so much shorter than you."

Big Head couldn't help but laugh: "What do you mean, 'tall'?"

"I'm 1.62 meters tall, which is about 1.7 meters. How can I not be considered tall?"

"...You're not just rounding up, you're rounding down by two or three. According to your calculation, I'm two meters tall, and everything below my neck is legs."

Sasha held up one index finger. "Then your legs are only one meter long—because your head also takes up one meter."

Big Head couldn't take it anymore. His outstretched fist changed into a pinching gesture the moment it got close. He bent and spread his two fingers towards Sasha. When he touched Sasha's soft cheek, the feel was so good that he couldn't help but rub it against her.

"Don't make trouble."

"You say stop making trouble, so why should I listen to you?"

Big Head, being cheeky, reached out and patted Sasa's head, only to be slapped away by Sasa.

The bus arrived, and the Guopin members lined up to exit the airport and put their luggage under the bus.

Liu Guozheng didn't see Da Tou and was afraid of leaving him behind when he got on the bus, so he turned around to look for him, and Bao Xue immediately noticed him.

"Coach Liu, Brother Tou is in the car."

Liu Guozheng looked in the direction Blizzard was pointing and saw that he was indeed in the car, sitting in the row behind Sasha, playing on his phone.

"You found it pretty quickly. I looked for ages and couldn't find it."

Blizzard chuckled.

To find Da Tou, you need to find Sasha first.

Finding Sasha is like finding the big boss.

Blizzard settled down next to Sasha, and the bus set off for the Asian Games Village.

Upon arrival, I quickly settled my personal belongings and, without much time to rest, went to the training hall to begin training that very evening.

Sasha had a red bag next to her containing the balls. She had been practicing her serves for over an hour, wiped her sweat, and put the bag aside.

Little Fatty walked up to her without her noticing, pointing at the red bag:

"Give me something to eat, I'm so hungry."

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Sasha opened the bag, and Little Fatty looked disappointed: "I've never disliked ping-pong so much before—this red bag, I thought you had the foresight to pack dinner in it."

Sasha was both amused and exasperated, and said that she had bananas in her bag, which he could have as a snack.

"Thanks, sis."

There wasn't much for Xiao Pang to eat at the Asian Games Village that evening. He looked through his phone's photo album at old pictures of himself with egg pancakes, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"If I had known I would miss it this much, I should have vacuum-packed a few when I came."

Da Tou also fantasized for a moment: "That bowl of instant noodles that I didn't drink the soup from was ultimately a luxury for me."

"Can you guys please stop talking about food at this time?" Big Fatty was really hurt. "I wasn't even that hungry, but you guys have made me feel hungry."

Big Head: "You're not a team player if you're not hungry, you have to be hungry!"

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In the team competition on the 27th, the first women's team match, Sasa played very smoothly and won the match 3-0 against Iran.

When they switched teams for the competition, Sasha walked behind Blizzard. "What are you planning to eat for lunch?"

Blizzard didn't hear a response for a long time, and when he turned around, he saw that Big Head was teasing Little Sister again.

He boldly pinched her cheek, but Sasha pointed a small finger at him with no threat: "Don't pinch me."

Big Head rubbed his cheekbone with the back of his hand again, and it didn't come down.

Blizzard: ...It's sweet, but why does Big Head's smile look so worthless?

The girl groups are doing well, and the boy groups are doing well too.

Xiao Pang, Da Tou, and Gao Yuan are the main members of the men's team, but none of them are Olympic champions.

Even the most experienced Little Fatty has only participated in the Asian Games once.

The new generation of boys, with an average age of just 18, will unleash a youthful storm at this Asian Games.

Lin Gaoyuan was not intimidated at all in this large-scale competition for the first time, and quickly won a point for China, achieving a winning start.

Little Fatty seemed to be in a more relaxed state. Even though things didn't go smoothly at first, he quickly scored another point after figuring out his opponent's tactics.

Blizzard was worried during the break before Da Tou took the stage in the third game of the men's team semifinals.

She found Da Tou, who was talking to his teammates.

Her gaze was so intense that Big Head couldn't help but notice it.

"Why are you looking at me? I have flowers on my face."

Blizzard clutched the hem of his clothes, hesitated for a long time, and didn't know what to say.

Tell me, you're going to lose to Xiao Xiao Lin in the third match, so why are you quitting?

how is this possible.

Before she could finish speaking, Big Head assassinated her.

Winning or losing is not something she can decide.

Blizzard sighed. "When we get back to Beijing, can I take home the McDonald's you treated me to?"

"...Listen to what you're saying! How can you be so greedy as to eat and take things?"

Blizzard gave a wry smile and left.

Big Head saw it all, but didn't take it to heart.

They assumed she was driven crazy by the food in the Asian Games Village.

*

He lost.

He lost to Lin, who is a year younger than him.

He sat on the sidelines, unable to understand.

Coach Liu Guozheng was beside him, waiting for him to catch his breath.