Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

"No, no," Sasha quickly said. "Don't say that. You're such a good person, why would you talk about yourself like that?"

"What's so great about it?" Blizzard joked about the comments he saw online. "Look at me, I haven't won many championships on my own, but I win them all when I team up with you. You're the one who brings me good luck."

She got up and straightened her clothes, her back to Sasha.

"Don't take what those netizens say to heart."

“You think I’d get angry?” Blizzard raised an eyebrow at her. “I won’t let their words affect my mood. Maybe I would before, but not now. After all, they’re right, hahaha.”

Sasha was surprised: "Why would you think that?"

"Well, the most important thing for a person is to know their own limitations. I often tell Qiu Shiyue that, and I actually know my own level too."

"stop."

Seeing that she was still saying such things, Sasha put down her new racket and straightened her body.

The two looked at each other, and Sasha said earnestly:

"You're just great, you know?"

Blizzard casually replied, "Okay? Not at all."

"You are warm, generous, sunny and cheerful, and you never hold grudges against others. Although you can explode with some people, Jiajia and the others all think you have a good temper."

"You are very attentive and caring. When I had a fever and was sick, or when I strained my arm, you took care of me. I know that."

“You always carry very little luggage when you travel. I know it’s to help me and Eel with our luggage so that it’s easier for us.”

"As for training, needless to say, I've even thought about whether I should get up later tomorrow after training day after day, but you're practically a living alarm clock. You wake up as soon as the time comes, and you're always the last to leave the gym after training."

"If you're not good enough, why would we let you play? If you're not good enough, you won't win the championship even if you play. When you doubt yourself, you're also dragging down our teammates and our opponents."

Sasha could list all the good things about Blizzard with ease.

Blizzard choked up a little: "You know, I didn't mean it that way."

“We can laugh when we talk about our flaws, but we have to cry when we accept praise from others.” Sasha wiped away her tears: “Come on, give me a smile.”

"Waaaaah, I hate it... What are you doing?"

Birds chirped and chattered outside the window. Pearl, a fish on the windowsill that was pretending to be pregnant to get some treats, was attacked by the chirping and was so frightened that it flicked its tail in the fish tank.

Qiu Shiyue took two days off and didn't arrive until four or five days later. When she arrived, her eyes were swollen, which means she must have watched a lot of the Youth Olympic Games.

It's like peeling off dead skin from your fingers. You know it will hurt, but Blizzard still chooses to peel it off. The kind of intense pain that reaches the depths of your heart is indescribable. I imagine that watching the game was like that process of peeling off dead skin for Qiu Shiyue.

From the middle of this month until February next year, the Chinese national table tennis team has been participating in the club super league, interspersed with the Hungarian Open, and their lives have been proceeding in a steady rhythm.

During competitions and training sessions, cameras frequently recorded the athletes' lives.

However, the reporter couldn't get any information from Blizzard.

"Do you find the competition tiring?" "How do you prepare?" "Are there any mixed doubles partners you'd like to pair up with?"

Blizzard's answer was very straightforward; it's just a template, not difficult at all.

When the reporter tried to ask something else, Blizzard responded with a read message followed by random replies.

Reporter: "Are Da Tou and Sasha usually on good terms?"

Blizzard: "Everyone gets along very well."

Reporter: "Do they pinch each other's cheeks in private?"

Blizzard: "I really like sculpting Sasha's face; it feels good."

Reporter: "Big Head—"

“Big Head is over there.” Blizzard was caught by the reporter while taking a sip of water and kept asking, “Look, Big Head is right there. Ask him your questions.”

After saying that, he ran away in a flash.

The reporter couldn't get the information she wanted from the person directly, so she tried to get some gossip from Blizzard indirectly, but she just wouldn't listen.

"Looking for me?" Big Head walked towards the reporter, who then asked, taking the opportunity to ask:

"Is the training tiring?"

"..." Big Head glanced at him twice, "Aren't you tired from work?"

They finally managed to dodge it.

Blizzard found a secluded spot to eat a banana, and just then, Sasha was stretching her legs nearby when another reporter caught her for an interview.

She was eating a banana while watching the live broadcast up close.

The reporter randomly selected questions from the live stream comments to ask Sasha.

While waiting for the questions, let her greet the camera.

Sasha faced the camera decisively and said, "Hello."

So cute.

The problem begins:

Will Sasha grow her hair long in the future?

"Hmm...not for now."

What kind of milk tea do you like?

"I'm on a diet now, but I used to be able to drink any kind of milk tea."

When do you wear skirts?

"Oh my god!" Sasha exclaimed. "A skirt... I definitely wouldn't wear it if I wanted to, but the coach said I have to think about it before I wear it."

Will you continue to partner with Da Tou in mixed doubles in 19?

"I don't know, I'll have to wait and see." Sasha thought for a moment, "I guess so."

She answered quickly and sincerely; although she was in a hurry, there was no sign of her being perfunctory.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the arena: "Who's more handsome, Liu Ding or Da Tou? You can choose one."

Sasha didn't hear her clearly: "What the hell?"

She didn't hear clearly, but the onlookers did. The eyes of the masses are discerning, and they immediately answered for her:

"She definitely said her brother is handsome."

Sasha heard clearly this time, smiled apologetically, and put on her perfect balance: "Wow, I was afraid of offending him by asking me to answer, hahaha, I'll take the microphone off later and then sue you."

Even with his mouth full of bananas, Blizzard couldn't stop laughing.

Do I even need to remove the microphone? The answer will be the same whether it's on camera or not.

"When are you going home?"

"It'll probably be the first day of the lunar new year, and we'll probably have a holiday on the thirtieth."

The final question: "Would you like to team up with Little Fatty in mixed doubles?"

"Women's doubles?" Sasha thought for a moment, "Oh, mixed doubles. Sure, I'd like to team up with anyone who can help me win."

After finishing the interview, Blizzard had just finished eating a banana. She met up with Sasha and joked, "Master of misheard lyrics, is Big Head more handsome or am I?"