Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

A reporter asked Sasha, "Is this gold medal the best gift for your eighteenth birthday?"

Sasha thought for a moment, "Actually, it's not really, because there's the Youth Olympic Games coming up. If I do well at the Youth Olympic Games, it will be a great gift for my eighteenth birthday. Of course, this gold medal is also very happy and important."

"Did you ever imagine winning the gold medal with a score of 4:2?"

Miss: "I did think of it. Actually, we were well prepared for difficulties because the score was very close. Even after losing two games, we weren't panicked because he kept reminding me to fight for every point. After all, the balls were about the same, so there was still hope."

"You two have better chemistry than during the Open, and you communicate more frequently on the court."

"After nearly a month of closed training, our communication has indeed improved a lot."

"Now that you've won the championship, how would you rate Wang Chuqin's own partner?"

"My partner is quite cute, and he plays with great style on the court. I hope we can team up again next time," Sasha said with a smile.

Big Head's mouth and brain were fighting each other.

Lips: Are you going to let me curl them up or not? You're pressing them up and down so hard, they're giving me cramps!

Reporter: "Have you seen that your face-touching moment has gone viral online?"

Sasha nodded. "I saw it."

"Any comments? Why is he so willing to pinch your face?" The reporter couldn't help but laugh after asking, becoming a front-row spectator.

Sasha said in a serious tone, "Maybe it's because my face is fair and I'm a little chubby."

……

After asking Sasha, it was her turn to ask her lovely partner.

Reporter: "You've already won two gold medals at this Asian Games. What does this mixed doubles gold medal mean to you?"

Big Head answered very seriously, covering all aspects:

"I think the significance for me is that it gave me more confidence. Because before the closed training and before the semi-finals, I felt really bad. I didn't know if it was my level, the ball, or my form. I felt like I couldn't play the ball as well as I wanted. Maybe after the team event, I was able to unleash my full potential in the mixed doubles."

"I felt that even when you were behind in the score today, you didn't seem flustered."

"Because this is the last game, I wasn't thinking about the outcome. I just wanted to do my best on every point."

"Well, your other teammates still have matches to play. Now that your Asian Games journey is over, what kind of celebration do you two have planned for tonight?"

Big Head couldn't help but laugh as he thought of something, "Celebrating... isn't pinching someone's cheek a celebration?"

Sasha was smiling like a little sun.

Human beings are all the same in their love of gossip, and the reporter was completely taken aback after hearing it.

After the final group photo of the athletes, it was finally over.

As he left the stage, Big Head took two quick steps, approached Sasha, and pressed his doll close to Sasha's doll to touch it.

Sasha smiled, her eyes crinkling, accepting his childishness.

……

On the bus from the airport back to the stadium, Da Tou, who had caught up on sleep on the plane, turned around several times to share various interesting stories with Sasha.

Blizzard, who was sitting next to Sasha, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey bro, let's switch places. I'm worried you'll twist your neck if you keep turning your head like that."

Big Head coughed awkwardly twice, "I'm not going to talk about it anymore, I'm going to sleep a little longer, okay?"

Blizzard watched quietly as he put down his tablet, took out his eye mask, put it on, and then immediately took it off, turning back to say, "This is the eye mask that so-and-so gave me. See how unique the design is—"

"Come on, Sasha, you come here." Big Fatty unbuckled his seatbelt, stood up, and made room for Big Head next to him.

Blizzard also very considerately got up.

Big Head hurriedly said no, no, he really wouldn't say anything more.

But his eyes were always on Sasha's movements.

Sasha burst into laughter, tossed her bangs aside, put down her tablet, and seemed about to get up. Big Head laughed even harder: "What are you two doing? Fatty, we were sitting perfectly fine—"

Sasha showed no affectation whatsoever and stood up to leave.

"Okay, I'll stay here."

Big Fat's butt was still dangling in the air before he sat down, when Big Head slapped him and lifted him up again. "Why don't you sit in the back? I suddenly remembered I need to review the game with Sasha."

Big Fatty had seen through it all and switched places with Sasha.

Big Head's mouth was stretched all the way to his ears.

The teammates around them, upon hearing the commotion, would glance over and know exactly why they had switched positions. They didn't find it strange; it was just an ordinary thing.

Blizzard sat in Sasha's original spot, with Big Fatty next to her.

"The secret thoughts of an eighteen-year-old boy can't be hidden." Big Fatty muttered under his breath.

Not only did hearing him speak make me want to laugh, but just seeing the big fat Blizzard made me want to laugh. I didn't know he was so funny.

She smiled silently, afraid of disturbing others. Big Fatty asked with concern:

"Little sister, close your teeth quickly, be careful not to catch a cold in this hot weather."

Big Fatty waited for Blizzard to finish laughing, then pointed to the gap between the front seats and showed it to Blizzard: "Look at Big Head's worthless appearance."

Blizzard secretly checked and saw that Big Head had seized the opportunity. He proudly showed off the photos on his tablet to Sasha, and would also inadvertently reveal a few pictures of him taken by fans that he had downloaded from Weibo:

"Oh dear, look how badly I played in the semifinals, and you still took so many photos of me, tsk tsk tsk—do you think this one is cute?"

The blizzard withdrew its attention.

Back then, Da Tou would give his sister a hard time when she lost the ball, and she was at a loss for what to do.

now--

She and the fat man exchanged a knowing smile:

Three months ago—

Big Head: I'm expensive.

Three months later—

Big Head: I'm willing to marry into your family.

I've been watching the games these past few days, so I haven't been updating much. I might not be able to update again tomorrow for the finals. Love you all! (?? 3(???c))