Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Liu Guozheng was interviewed before the match:

"Everyone is still more concerned about who will play in the third match, because WCQ lost in the semi-finals. But as for me, I still believe in him as always, because I believe he has the potential to be an excellent athlete, especially in the crucial moments when he can go all out."

……

When Da Tou learned that the coaching staff was really going to let him play as the third singles player, he had mixed feelings.

"Are you feeling alright now?"

He shook his head. "Not good."

"Then how can you become an excellent athlete like this?" Liu Guozheng's gentle voice rang in my ears. "The finals are coming soon. Even if you lost before, would you not play if the coach asked you to? The Chinese team doesn't win every game 3-0. It's possible to lose. If you lose once and are asked to play again, you should become more courageous and confident."

Big Head was torn between excitement and fear, and chose to keep his head down and remain silent.

Liu Guozheng grabbed his shoulder and said, "Believe in yourself. I know this isn't your strength."

There were only about six hours between the end of the semi-finals and the start of the finals.

Liu Guozheng stayed silently by Da Tou's side, watching the boy's face, which was full of determination but also self-doubt, and understood his inner struggle.

……

Big Head packed his things, ready to go on stage.

Before entering the venue, he suddenly received a text message from Qiu Shiyue, which he deleted without even reading it.

He opened the messages sent by other people.

-"come on."

"Believe in yourself."

"Cover your ears and don't listen to what's going on outside."

"Your parents have always supported you."

Blizzard: "Sasa is preparing for the competition, and she asked me to tell you to do your best."

"Trust me, you will win."

Big Head: "Okay."

Everyone has high hopes for him, and he cannot let them down.

He chose to block out the noise from the sidelines, ignoring it, looking at it, and thinking about it.

In the first game against Zhang Wuji, the opponent played very aggressively from the start, trying to destroy Da Tou's determination and suppress his momentum with every ball.

Zhang Wuji led 9-7, but Da Tou remained calm and relentlessly pursued every ball, keeping the score close. At a crucial moment, a successful return of serve allowed Da Tou to tie the score.

Zhang Wuji returned the ball out of bounds, and Da Tou won the first game.

This is not just a point; it's the beginning of him regaining his confidence.

In the second game, Zhang Wuji adjusted his tactics.

Knowing that Da Tou excelled at rallies, he intensified his attack in the first three shots, employing a variety of tactics. Da Tou made many mistakes, which boosted Zhang Wuji's morale. He then used his last serve to launch a powerful attack and end the second game, winning the game back.

In the third game, Zhang Wuji's performance improved, while Da Tou struggled more and more, bringing the score to 6-4.

He was alarmed. Even if he was playing awkwardly, he couldn't let Zhang Wuji play comfortably. He increased the power and speed, and if he could jump up and smash, he would never let his feet touch the ground.

With the score tied, Da Tou (Big Head) reached match point as he fought harder and harder.

Zhang Wuji launched a quick attack, Da Tou changed to a straight shot, the opponent made a mistake on the return, Da Tou scored another point, and could no longer contain his excitement, he raised his arms and shouted towards the audience, silencing the doubters.

The final battle; if they win this one, the Chinese men's team will take the championship.

He is no longer afraid.

*

"Sasha, are you watching the live stream?"

Blizzard and Sasha had just finished practicing and were sitting there resting.

“No.” Sasha turned her phone screen to show her. “I’m watching a video of my opponent in the next match.”

"But I haven't asked whose livestream they're watching yet," Blizzard winked mischievously at Sasha.

Sasha was taken aback and rolled her eyes at her.

"Hehe, do you think Big Head will win?"

"Yes. What do you think?"

"Definitely." Blizzard replied without hesitation.

Her ability to "know" stems from her knowledge of the future.

Why do you think so?

Sasha turned off her phone. "He has a certain energy about him."

"How did you sense it?" Blizzard pressed for an answer.

Sasha packed everything, speaking casually yet with a firm tone:

"We are the same kind of people."

*

In the fourth round, Da Tou exploded into action, launching a full-scale attack on Zhang Wuji's weaknesses. With shouts of victory after shout, he completely unleashed his power, crushing his opponent and leaving them utterly helpless.

When the opponent returned the ball, he bent down to reach it, only to find that the ball was out of bounds.

He won.

Da Tou suddenly felt unsteady on his feet, so he dropped the racket and lay down on the ground, feeling relieved and having redeemed himself.

He got up and ran to the sidelines to high-five the coaches and players.

He did it.

Just like in Sister Dao's report: "An 18-year-old boy completed six hours of extreme growth, transforming from a boy into a man."

At dinner, Da Tou unconsciously ate two extra bowls.

On the way back to the hotel, the sky was still the same sky, but the air felt different.

He walked and walked until he was almost in the middle of the road.

"Move in a little further."

Sasha tugged at his sleeve and pulled him closer.

Big Head exclaimed dramatically, "How do you know I won 3-1?"

"...This is the fifth time."

"Five times? I actually said I won five times?"

Blizzard: "This is the sixth time, bro. You've turned into a broken record."

"Oh, I'm just so happy!"

He patted Sasha on the head and said, "I have so much more confidence in our mixed doubles."

Sasha smiled helplessly.

"So don't forget what you said, you have to pinch my cheek if you win."

"..." Blizzard was speechless. "This is the third time I've said that. Dude, let's be a little more reserved."

Big Head immediately let go of Sasha's hair, squeezed between the two of them, and pretended to pinch her, but Blizzard turned around and dodged.

"I believed so much that you would win, and you still tried to kill me?" Blizzard stood a meter away from him, clutching the arm that had almost been killed.

Big Head said fiercely, "I talked to you before the competition, and instead of comforting me, you cursed at me. I haven't even settled accounts with you yet. Tell me, who's stronger, me or an elementary school student?! If you don't, I won't take you to McDonald's when we get back to China."

"You're better than a primary school student."

Big Head was satisfied.

"...But you are more naive than them."

"Hey, I've got a short temper." Big Head sped up and took a couple of steps. Blizzard jumped in fright and quickly ran to Liang Tiantian's side for protection.

"Brother, if you and Big Head got into a fight, who would win?"

Big Fatty thought for a moment and said, "If you can control Big Head's head, beating him will be a piece of cake for me. Otherwise, I'm afraid he'll headbutt me."

What if I can't control myself?

Seeing the disappointment in Blizzard's eyes, Fatty's competitive spirit was ignited: "With his body that's as thin as a potato stuck in four chopsticks, how could he possibly beat me!"

"Okay then." It seems that eating more is helpful. Blizzard felt at ease staying by Big Fatty's side. "Bro, I'll bring you McDonald's when we go back to Beijing." Big Head was treating.

Big Fatty patted Blizzard on the shoulder with a hearty laugh, "With me here, Big Head wouldn't dare headbutt you."

……

"Xiaoxue and Dapang are laughing so happily, they must be crickets chirping at you." Sasha pointed at the figures of Blizzard and Dapang, who were looking at each other with mutual affection. They would occasionally gesture their head circumferences, and even if you couldn't hear their voices, you knew who they were talking about.

Big Head pointed at Blizzard and instructed Sasha, "From now on, you're to remove all her egg yolks, throw away all the instant noodle seasoning packets, eat the hamburger meat, steal the filling from the buns, and wet the toilet paper. Got it?"

Sasha: "...You're definitely more childish than an elementary school student—and you hold grudges too."