Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

At 11 a.m., Sasha's match began, and Blizzard, as one of the volunteers, escorted Sasha into the venue from outside.

After entering the field, sit on the sidelines to deal with any emergencies.

There were four people around, two of whom were also watching the game, but I didn't dare to bother them too much. I could only ask them a couple of questions occasionally. I didn't have enough information and didn't get any useful clues.

Disappointed, she got up to go to the restroom and accidentally bumped into someone across from her. She quickly apologized.

The boy waved his hand and said he was fine, but then clutched his chest and ran outside.

Blizzard is scared.

Is she really that strong? She only hit my shoulder, so why is she clutching her heart and running away?

He quickly chased after them.

I followed the boy to the sink outside the bathroom and watched him gag uncontrollably in front of the water, but he only vomited a little bit of acid.

"Are you alright?" Blizzard reached out to pat him, then withdrew her hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Should we go to the hospital?"

The boy waved again, and as he left, he couldn't help but gag, while his stomach rumbled.

The boy was embarrassed for a moment, then clutched his stomach and was about to leave.

Blizzard quickly stopped him, "Are you hungry?"

She searched her entire body and found only the carton of milk that Sasha hadn't asked for that morning in her pockets. She took it out and handed it to him.

Li Nan looked at the milk being offered, then at Blizzard's face, hesitated for a moment, and was about to take it when the hand withdrew. He felt a pang of regret.

"I don't think you can drink milk on an empty stomach. You wait here for me."

The blizzard rushed out in a flash. There were fans outside the stadium, but no vendors.

After searching around for a while without finding her, she had no choice but to return to the backstage area. She swept past Li Nan like the wind, and Li Nan couldn't even call out to her. He could only follow her footsteps like a weak shrimp.

Lifting the curtain of the venue, I saw her next to Sasha, who had just come off the stage, ransacking her place by taking away all sorts of snacks.

He only learned this time, when he participated in volunteering, that athletes carry food with them to replenish their energy.

This is the perfect opportunity; Sasha comes out with Blizzard.

Li Nan watched as the face, identical to the one in the photo, walked towards him. He remembered that this was the second photo sent to him by someone with the WeChat name "Yueyue," and this was the face in the photo.

The girl Yueyue described as "violent, domineering, and unreasonable" slipped a handful of food into his hand while he was in a daze.

Cookies, bananas, chocolate.

Blizzard's short, forceful word "eat" was so domineering that Li Nan couldn't refuse.

Sasha, who was following closely behind her, smiled and asked Li Nan to accept the gift, saying, "Did you not eat properly this morning? People don't pay attention to breakfast these days, but breakfast is very important. Be careful of low blood sugar."

Li Nan wanted to return the items.

"Don't be shy. I'm going back right now after my match. I have a place to stay, so don't feel guilty as if you're taking my food."

Sasha slapped Blizzard on the butt, "If anyone's stealing, it's her who stole it."

She told Blizzard, "When you emptied my bag, I thought I was on a ship and had encountered pirates. But the only difference between you and a pirate is that you're missing a one-eyed eyepatch."

The two chatted and laughed, but Li Nan's lips had turned white and he still wouldn't eat, only looking down at the thing in his arms.

Blizzard assumed he was embarrassed and quickly walked away.

Sasha took a few steps closer to Li Nan and said gently:

"I remember you."

In that instant, Li Nan felt tense from beginning to end.

What did she remember?

Did she see it?

He wanted to run, but the immense panic and his inadequate mental fortitude made his legs feel like lead; he could only desperately lower his head, unable to move his arms or legs.

Sasha continued, "You're so thin and you still helped me carry my luggage. You've worked so hard, and all of you volunteers have worked so hard."

The alarm bells in Li Nan's mind were instantly shattered.

He was such an inconspicuous person in the crowd, yet he was remembered after helping her carry her luggage on their first meeting?

Li Nan slowly raised his eyes.

Is this the same person that Yueyue described as someone who likes to pull dirty tricks, plays the game with underhanded methods, and trips her up in the national team?

He doesn't think so.

The way she stood before him was almost identical to the photo Yueyue had given him—clear, bright eyes, sunny and cheerful. Her voice was gentle, completely devoid of any derogatory connotations.

After Sys walked away, Li Nan finally came to his senses. His vision went black for a moment, and he quickly peeled a banana and ate it before slowly sitting down to the side.

He didn't skip breakfast; he hasn't eaten anything since last night.

Aside from the complimentary bottled water in the hotel room, he was reluctant to spend any money.

He had money in his card, which Jiang Yang had given him. He had already spent a lot on necessary accommodation fees, and if things didn't work out in the end, he didn't want to be left with no way out, so he could only cut back on food.

After his low blood sugar improved, he sent a message to Qiu Shiyue.

“I’ve already given you the video, but the second thing you asked me to do, I think I still can’t do it.”

Qiu Shiyue did not reply, and Li Nan called her, but there was no response.

He hasn't been able to contact this person named "Yueyue" since 8 p.m. last night.

He scrolled through the chat history, becoming more and more frustrated.

After sending Yueyue a video call yesterday at noon, I thought it would be over, but Yueyue still wouldn't let him leave. She even threatened that if he left, the sponsorship would be off the table.

He found it difficult to make a decision, considering the great risks he had taken and the considerable amount of accommodation he had incurred.

When she was wavering, Yueyue complained to him about how this athlete, Sys, bullied her in the national team.

When his conscience bothered him, Yueyue gave him a reason to stay.

He wasn't entirely after money; he also wanted to teach the "80s woman" a lesson as a loving father.

Although the methods were a bit dirty, Yueyue said that this Sys secretly filmed her private videos and spread rumors, so it was just an eye for an eye, and he acquiesced.

Yueyue told him to wait until that Boss Qiu got him a universal room key for the cleaners at the hotel where the athletes were staying, and then he could go in and take some private videos or photos of Sys. While he was still hesitating, he lost contact with Yueyue.

He couldn't get through to Mr. Qiu on the phone. He wanted to leave but was reluctant to, so he just waited there.

After waiting and waiting, I received a banana, a bunch of snacks, and care from the "violent woman" and the "80s woman".

The person who said they would help him gave him nothing.

When he first met Sys, he had some doubts. Was she really as terrible as Yueyue said? At that time, he thought it was possible to know a person's face but not their heart. Now it seems that although the person in the photo cannot move, their eyes do not lie.

Is he helping the weak and punishing the strong, or aiding and abetting evil?

I can't tell the difference anymore.