Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

"Dad, can I take a break during the Chinese New Year? I won't forget to train my physical fitness every day, but isn't it a bit cruel to make me train alone in the gym on a day when the whole family is together?"

After a friendly discussion between her father and mother, it was decided to give her a room as well, on the condition that she could not sleep without exercising.

Mr. Bao said: "Since you have chosen this path, you should know that the road to pursuing your dreams will not be comfortable. In order not to regret not practicing more when you are off the stage, you should treat every tomorrow as a final and cherish your opportunity."

"Yeah, I know." Blizzard gulped down a mouthful of noodles. These things didn't need to be told; they were already deeply ingrained in her mind.

But Mr. Bao was very dissatisfied with her attitude: "Opportunities don't come every day. Since you have them, you should cherish them. Do you think everything can be done over again?"

Blizzard was completely confused. He put down his chopsticks and straightened his attitude: "If I don't practice properly, then let me, let me disappear forever."

Ms. Xia's face turned pale. She quickly grabbed the table and spat three times, then slapped Mr. Bao across the face. "We're eating. What kind of oath are you forcing the child to make?"

Seeing that her father's attitude had softened, Blizzard finally picked up her chopsticks to eat.

Okay, okay, you only feel comfortable after getting slapped.

During the day, I take walks with my parents, and at night I exercise my glutes and legs with bottled water. After sweating profusely, I take a shower. During this time, my phone keeps ringing with messages, which are definitely group messages.

When I opened my phone, I saw that groups large and small were buzzing with excitement; everyone's New Year was different.

Sasha was probably at a relative's house. There was a cat at her feet, and she was very skilled at petting it.

Da Meng took a picture of her relative's child, who looked a bit like Zhang Jike. The child called Da Meng "Auntie" in a childish voice. Da Meng posted the video in the group and tagged Zhang Jike, saying, "I feel like I'm taking advantage of you a bit."

Blizzard responded with a series of "hahahahahaha".

Xiao Pang stood on the balcony and took a picture of the entire living room. There was a familiar figure on his empty table.

Blizzard zoomed in on the image and outlined the object: "Egg pancakes are quite something in your family, they've outshone the big fish and meat dishes at the banquet."

“That’s right.” Little Fatty’s voice sounded a little smug. “That shop owner doesn’t set up his stall on the first day of the lunar new year. I called him, and he made me the only one of his kind.”

"Freelancing means you're living the life of a beast of burden, working overtime whenever your boss calls, but it's also a new experience for the new year."

Little Fatty: "From now on, please call me General Manager Fan."

"He should be called Fatty Boss."

Little Fatty: "@Blizzard, this year isn't going to be over yet, are you not planning to go back to the Sports Federation?"

Blizzard quickly sent out a lucky draw red envelope, saying, "I was wrong, here's a red envelope for you to claim first."

Little Fatty was the first to click on it.

He got even angrier when he saw the amount.

"I only got 1.5 yuan out of 20 lucky draw red envelopes worth 100 yuan? An egg pancake with sausage costs 2 yuan."

Laughter echoed throughout the group chat.

Da Tou hadn't been active in the group chat, so someone tagged him: "@Da Tou, you've been so quiet, are you washing your hair? We won't wait for you to grab the red envelopes, because you'll have to wash your hair from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the second."

Two minutes later, Da Tou appeared: "@Big Fatty, did you install a security camera in my house? I've put the water from washing my hair in a mineral water bottle, and I'll wash your mouth when I get back to the team."

Big Fatty: "Then you have to take a sip before going through security, hahaha!"

"I really want to fly to your house and yell at you!"

Wisdom teeth

"+1"

Same as above

At midnight, amidst all the noise, the group chat turned into a flurry of fireworks pictures. Unfortunately, Blizzard couldn't display them here, so we just watched everyone else's fireworks and laughed like idiots.

While she was having fun, Sasha messaged her privately.

It's a short video clip where Sasha arranges sparklers into a star shape, then stacks five more on top, with their heads facing each other, placing them at the five points of the star.

After being lit at the tip of the five sparklers on the top layer, they slowly burn until they connect with the five-pointed star. All ten sparklers burn together from the center outwards, gradually converging into a heart shape, crackling and flashing with a warm yellow light.

Even after the fireworks had finished burning, Blizzard couldn't bear to turn back.

Sasha didn't post it in the group; it was for her to see alone.

At the end of the video, Sasa, puffing out white breath and revealing her round face, said in her hometown dialect, "Xiaoxue, Happy New Year! I know you can't set off fireworks in Beijing, so I specially snatched a box of sparklers from a kid to show you the new tricks I learned. Aren't they great?"

"Wait, good heavens, you're the first hurdle for kids this New Year!"

"But I got scolded by the kid's mom, hehehe."

"I'll treat you to dinner when I get home."

"Okay!"

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the athletes' bus stopped at the entrance of the Sports Federation, and Blizzard helped them get off the bus with their luggage. They hadn't seen each other for several days, and even though they had been chatting in the group chat, they still had so much to say that they didn't stop until they parted ways at the dormitory entrance.

"Didn't you say you'd treat me to dinner? Let's go." Sasha put down her things and asked Blizzard to take her to dinner.

She checked the time. "Pack your things first, we'll go later."

At 5:30, she led Sasha along a familiar route, and now she knew what they were going to eat.

"I'm so angry I can't believe it. You're going to treat me to a meal at the cafeteria?"

Blizzard blinked. "What's wrong? Is it bad?"

"You...wait a minute," Sasha said warily. "Did you open the red envelope?"

Blizzard smiled and said, "Yeah, there was such a thick stack of red envelopes. I didn't even have the heart to open them when they were under my pillow. Later, I felt that the dormitory was not safe and I wanted to deposit them in the bank. When I opened them, I found that they were all brand new, consecutively numbered one-yuan bills. I'm sorry to have troubled you to go to the bank to exchange them."

"Hehe, fine, let's eat in the cafeteria then. The cafeteria is pretty good. Hey, don't hit me! Women use words, not fists!"

*

At the end of February, the Chinese national table tennis team departed for Shenzhen to participate in the "Strongest 12" direct qualification tournament, accompanied by Blizzard.

Watching them get into the car to go to the competition once again, Qiu Shiyue almost lost her mind.

She stood leaning against the wall, her blood rushing to her head, and she almost fell.

Looking back on all these years, the discrimination and neglect I've faced were all because I wasn't strong enough and I dealt with them blindly.

The more you try to shine on the field, the more you lose out. It's such a shame to waste three of your best years competing.

With over a year left in the suspension, should they continue their reckless battle with Blizzard, or should they conserve their strength, conceal their brilliance, and wait for an opportune moment?

Qiu Shiyue raised her eyes, watched the car's exhaust fumes as it drove away, and made up her mind.

She is by no means an ordinary person, nor does she admit that she is. She believes that as long as she pulls herself together, the scales of the world will surely tip in her favor.

But once you've gotten used to laziness, how can you change it all at once?

The toilet was also her favorite place to slack off.

Because she was concerned about Da Tou, she made time to watch his matches, but her attention was always drawn to Sys. She watched almost all of Da Tou's matches over the past few days, but didn't have time to watch Da Tou's.

It must be admitted that Sys is a strong player; she lost only a handful of matches in both phases.

Qiu Shiyue was dejected and in low spirits, but the commentator's words cheered her up again:

"In a previous interview, she (Sasha) said that people pinched her cheeks because she looked funny."

Liu Ding then chimed in, "Maybe only WCQ pinched her cheek."

"Hahaha, really?" The commentator burst into laughter.

Liu Ding: "Yes."

The commentator added, "I reckon Liu Ding also wanted to pinch her face."

"I don't have that opportunity yet."

……

So, now even the commentary community is starting to talk about them?

Where should we put her?