Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

"you shut up!"

"If she were alive today, she would still have to put up with a crazy mother like you. Isn't it better that she's dead?! Am I wrong?"

Surprisingly, she calmed down: "You're different from her."

Aunt Qian hung up the phone and ignored it no matter how many times it rang.

Li Nan knew he had said the wrong thing, and his hand holding the phone trembled. Qianqian was his sister, and even though they were half-sisters, he had never felt any distance between them.

He reflected on himself and sent a message to Aunt Qian.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that, but this is my last chance. Kind people know my situation and say they are willing to sponsor my university education. All I need to do is go to Anshan to meet them and sign an agreement. Please."

There was something else Aunt Qian didn't understand.

What a coincidence! She was just being used as a pawn in the past. But she wouldn't explain; anyway, he didn't have an ID card and couldn't buy a train ticket.

There was no blizzard in Anshan and during the Youth Olympic Games, but she trained as hard as those who didn't have any competitions recently, practicing until she was soaked in sweat.

Effort is not about last-minute cramming; results don't lie.

Instead of regretting not practicing this ball more during the match, it's better to treat today as a "if only I had known" moment for the future.

Your network is really important.

She's surrounded by incredibly hardworking people now, and she can't afford to give up. The gold medal is truly dazzling, and now that she has this chance to start over, it would be a waste not to give it her all.

In the past, I didn't care much about winning the championship when I faced Eel; I felt like it was just a more formal competition with her, but I ended up losing.

After listening to Qiu Shiyue's words, she made up her mind to compete for the women's singles gold medal in Jakarta. She met Eel again and lost again. It seems that she can't blame her loss on being lazy. It's because she's not good enough. So she needs to work harder in training now.

In the blizzard's peripheral vision, he caught Qiu Shiyue go to the bathroom; this was the fifth time this morning.

After Qiu Shiyue came out, she wiped the water off her hands and passed by Baoxue. Baoxue ignored her, but Qiu Shiyue was annoyed. When Baoxue returned from the bathroom near the end of the morning training, Qiu Shiyue deliberately blocked her way.

"You spent so long in the toilet, you must have had a great time slacking off."

At this moment, people passing by, unaware of the truth, actually cast curious glances at Blizzard.

Blizzard glanced at her. "It's almost noon. I'll go to your kitchen and cook for you."

"Yue, aren't you disgusting?"

As she spoke, she tried to push her, but Sasha was too far away to run away in time.

Blizzard didn't dry his hands and started slapping them wildly across her face.

"Ugh, how disgusting! How could you be like this?"

The blizzard strode away from her with steady steps. "Because I have no manners."

Sasha slung her little white bag over her shoulder and waited to walk alongside the blizzard, leaving Qiu Shiyue standing there, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws.

……

Qiu Shiyue just doesn't learn her lesson. She feels like she's gained something just because she goes to the toilet once or plays on her phone a little longer.

In the afternoon, the coaches held a meeting and disciplined themselves. Qiu Shiyue simply stayed in the toilet and didn't come out.

"She really doesn't mind the taste."

Blizzard admired her.

Sasha didn't reply. She looked over and saw Sasha grinning foolishly at her phone.

"What are you doing?"

Sasha waved her phone. "I'm looking at Weibo."

Blizzard opened his phone and, in sync with Qiu Shiyue, saw the fresh interaction between Sasha and Datou on Weibo.

Sasha exaggerated and urged him to keep trying.

Da Tou replied with a photo of Sasha pointing at his camera with a "Oh, you dare to take pictures of me like that" expression, along with the caption:

"Keep up the good work!"

Sasha was surprised he actually sent it: "I knew you'd send me a picture, you idiot!"

Big Head: "Pay attention to how you address Little Bean Bun."

Sasha immediately understood: "Brother Boss is so [mischievous]!"

Blizzard looked at the comments section and kept clicking his tongue. It was text, but it sounded like he was speaking and even being affectionate.

Sasha grinned foolishly, and Blizzard looked in the direction of Big Head, who was also there, holding his phone and grinning foolishly.

Dadi walked past Blizzard, who reached out to stop her. "Dadi, can you smell anything?"

"What?"

"It's that sour, stinky smell, it's really addictive."

Da Di scratched the back of his head. "Wasn't it Qiu Shiyue who was smelling the sour smell? How come you could smell it even though you're so far away from the toilet?"

"..."

The two were talking about completely different things. "Sister Di, you go ahead and do your work."

"Then I'm leaving—"

"boom"

The noise coming from the bathroom startled Da Di. "What? Is Qiu Shiyue blowing up the toilet?"

Qiu Shiyue looked at the comments section under Da Tou's Weibo post, where his conversation with Sys had the most likes and was at the top. She had also seen the photo there.

She left the cubicle and kept washing her face, hoping that opening her eyes was just a hallucination.

Under what circumstances would a boy raise his phone to take a picture?

The images he wanted to preserve.

Blizzard went to the bathroom to check on the situation. Qiu Shiyue was frantically washing her face. Her phone was splashed with water, but it wasn't hard to see what was on it.

Qiu Shiyue noticed the blizzard and immediately put away her phone.

Blizzard watched like a spectator:

"This is the price you pay for slacking off. Tsk tsk, you probably won't even have an appetite for dinner now. Good for you, you're saving food for the country."

Qiu Shiyue stared at her departing figure, wiped the water off her phone, and made a call.

Have you arrived in Anshan yet?

"We've arrived, and everything's ready. Do you really want Daddy to do this?"

Qiu Shiyue said, "If we do it according to the original plan and it succeeds, I'll come to your place to celebrate the Chinese New Year this year."

"Um—okay, don't worry, it's nothing."

"And don't forget to pluck a few strands of Li Nan's hair, remember to include the hair follicles."

Mr. Qiu was puzzled. "What do you need his hair follicles for?" He thought for a moment, then suddenly defended himself: "You don't think he's my illegitimate son, do you?"

"Don't overthink it, Yueyue. Although I've been with your stepmother... your Aunt Huang, for many years, your sister was born after you. Before you, we didn't have any children. I don't know this boy at all. If you hadn't told me to contact him, I would never have met him..."

Qiu Shiyue almost gritted her teeth to pieces.

"Shut up."

It took me a while to calm down after hanging up the phone.

What did Dad just say?

Before she was with him, he and that vixen didn't have any children. Does that mean he was already cheating on her before she was with him?

She banged her head against the door hammer, and she was completely distraught.

"What did you say? Why is she reacting so strongly? Is she trying to harm herself?"

At Sasha's prompting, Blizzard turned around and observed three seconds of silence for the innocent door panel.

"If she really wanted to harm herself, she should have banged her head against the wall instead of the door. Look at her hands. Her head looks like she's banging her head against the door, but when she gets close to the door, her hands push the door back so it doesn't hurt at all."

"What is she putting on this for?" Sasha asked, puzzled.

Seeing that Big Head hadn't left yet, Blizzard raised an eyebrow and said, "It's a self-inflicted injury ploy, isn't it? I'm used to it."