Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

On the court, Xiao Pang made a high-quality return, while Sasha's return went out of bounds.

The commentator in the studio remarked: "I don't think it's necessary to be so aggressive when catching the ball."

The comments section was flooded with messages: "I only listened to the audio and didn't look at the screen, but isn't this mixed doubles? Why is the commentator only mentioning Sys's name?"

"Don't leave the previous sharp commentary."

Big Head is commentating on Sasha's mixed doubles match. This match was agonizing, and the next one will be too, as he will be commentating on the uncle-niece duo against Long and Ding Ning.

During the match, Da Tou was still in his active, slightly sluggish state. A comment on the live stream said, "They broke up three mixed doubles pairs, but it seems like he's the only victim."

During the match, Da Tou would occasionally offer a commentary, to the point that Xin Ge would cover his mouth if he heard it:

"sys is performing very consistently."

"The move was decisive and powerful."

When Sasha made a mistake, he said:

"A young athlete might feel very nervous playing alongside these older, more established players, especially after missing some scoring opportunities. The tension will only increase..."

Live chat: "Xin-ge: Bring me my size 43 slippers, I'm going to slap them in his face."

The host, trying not to laugh at the comments, turned to Da Tou to lighten the mood and asked:

"Big Head, give us your feedback on your old partners. What do you think of XX and Sys's performance in the match just now?"

Big Head's eyes were dull and lifeless, and his voice was weak and listless, yet he still couldn't resist praising Sasha: "I think Sys is in very good form, isn't she? She's more focused than in the first match, and some of her drop shots really brought out her strengths..."

The comment section read: "He looks like someone has hollowed him out."

The host was waiting for him to speak, but Da Tou didn't seem to be planning to say anything.

Comment: "Utter nonsense."

The host touched his nose, and seeing that he didn't intend to say anything more, reminded him again:

"So how do we comment on xx?"

"XX is still too comprehensive"—Da Tou's wise saying.

After he finished speaking, he continued to stare at the screen. The host noticed Xiaozao's expression and couldn't help but comment, "Why did LSW show such a mysterious smile at this moment?"

Xiaozao couldn't hold back anymore and laughed, as if she knew there was something going on.

The live stream finally ended, and Da Tou waited expressionlessly for the end of the day. Only after taking off his headphones and stepping out of the studio to breathe some fresh air did he feel like he had come back to life.

He took the jacket handed to him by a staff member and returned to his team.

Blizzard had obviously watched his livestream and called out to him when he saw Big Head.

"Brother, before the split, you were Wang Quan Fugui; after the split, you are Wang Fugui."

Big Head: "?"

The fat guy on the side asked, "Is it because of your temperament?"

Blizzard: "We're not allowed to compete anymore, hahahahahaha!"

"...I'm going to buy some oranges. You just stay here and don't move."

Blizzard chuckled: "I'll only eat two, the rest are yours."

Big Head quickly realized: "You're going to eat two? Just soak some orange peel in water and drink it. Those were bought for my great-grandson."

Blizzard couldn't argue with him anymore, so he said, "You wait, I'm going to tell Sasha."

She put on her coat and was about to go out when Big Head immediately blocked her way, quickly sliding to his knees and saying, "Tell me, what do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Blizzard grinned slyly: "Kung Pao Chicken, Shredded Pork with Garlic Sauce, Twice-Cooked Pork, Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs, Braised Pork Belly, Boiled Fish in Chili Oil, Sweet and Sour Pork, Mala Tang, Dan Dan Noodles, Zha Jiang Mian, Yangchun Noodles, Hot Dry Noodles, Xiao Long Bao, Sheng Jian Bao, Shao Mai, Spring Rolls, Sushi, Curry Rice, Pasta, Steak, French Fries, Fried Chicken, Hamburgers, Donuts, Tiramisu, Mousse Cake..."

"Me too," the fat man chimed in.

"Are you Can Can?" Big Head exited the food delivery app on his phone. "Do I look like diced chicken?"

Blizzard looked him over carefully. "Honestly, you do look a bit like poached chicken."

"Whoops"

Big Head punched Blizzard, grabbed her coat to prevent her from complaining, and forced her to come with him.

Blizzard yelled for Big Fat to save him, but he yelled at the ceiling, "Sister, where are you?"

...Calling him is less helpful than calling him "a piece of char siu".

She tried her best to break free from Da Tou's grasp, but even after using a full set of Dragon Tail Swings, she still couldn't escape.

"Behave yourself, I'll treat you and Sasha when we get back to Beijing."

She immediately became obedient.

"Okay, don't forget about Sasha's favorite shrimp."

Big Head loosened her coat, and the bitter expression on his face in the studio vanished, replaced by a smile: "Okay."

Big Fatty might as well change his name to "Hears All-Hears," and now he's chimed in again: "Me too!"

He was met with double eye rolls from Blizzard's CEO.

*

The Chinese national table tennis team is ready for military training on the 13th.

When they started lining up, Sasha was always pushed to the front row.

“How can someone as tall as me stand in the front row?” Sasha argued.

Da Meng gave him a push, "Come on, you're so tall."

Sasha: "1.624 is 1.5 meters, rounded up, and rounded down again to 1.7 meters. I should be able to stand in a row with an eel, not with you?"

Da Meng pinched her cheek: "You're rounding up or down, or you'll get a beating."

“Don’t worry, Sasa,” Blizzard patted her on the shoulder in support, “You’re so tall, Corn Seven, you can jump high enough to hit Dream’s knee.”

Da Meng burst into laughter, while Sasha shifted her focus, tickling Blizzard's funny bone. "So, you're not planning to sleep tonight, are you...?"

Blizzard skillfully dodged, and Da Meng helped catch Sasha, so the person being tickled immediately changed.

Sasha laughed so hard she almost fell over, yelling for Eel and Jiajia to save her.

"What are they talking about that makes them so happy?"

Big Fatty nudged Big Head to make her look at the women's team.

Big Head glanced at it, took a sip of water, and said, "Hmm."

“This isn’t like you,” the fat man said.

Big Head put down the bottle and crunched: "I see you just want to have some fun, I'll help you—"

"Whahahahahaha!!!"

That laughter is absolutely amazing!

"Whose cow has escaped?" The blizzard immediately stopped its crunching and began searching for the source of the sound.

Looking around, I saw Big Head being tickled by Big Fatty, laughing so hard he couldn't straighten up.

I was sitting on the floor, but now I can just cover myself with a blanket and go to sleep.

"Still scratching me? Don't overestimate yourself!" Big Fatty was extremely excited, controlling Big Head's wrist and letting him twist it on the ground like a Tianjin twisted dough stick.

Blizzard summarized Big Head's laughter as follows: "It's great that you can hear Big Head's laughter without even turning on the TV."

*

During formal military training, we get up early to raise the national flag, go for a morning run, eat, and practice standing at attention, squatting, and marching. The training includes standing at attention, which is an extra part of regular training, but the intensity is manageable.

Aside from training time, there was even more free time than usual. The girls' and boys' dormitories were much more lively, with the washrooms and toilets all in one place, and laughter could be heard either in the dormitories or in the washroom.

"Hey, have you seen that trending topic?" The female team member asked, washing her socks while chatting with another person.

Qiu Shiyue, who was in the toilet, was about to get up, but upon hearing this, she squatted down again.

"That Blizzard from Team One is trending again. An uncle donated masks to the Sports Federation to do a good deed without leaving his name. Later, when the team checked the surveillance footage, they recognized him as a family member of a team member. It turned out that he was Blizzard's father from Team One."

"Yes, the N95 masks that were delivered are very hard to buy outside. We have masks provided by the team, but our families don't have enough. They said they'll divide them up equally when we get back."

Another person chimed in, "Now everyone online is saying that Blizzard is a prophet, that she can predict the future. I heard that some people are actually asking her to tell their fortunes, both openly and secretly."

"Really? I'd like to find her too, but I don't know what kind of person she is."

"What do you want to count?"

"I want to calculate... is it any of your business?" She nudged the other person's shoulder and continued washing clothes with a playful laugh.

Is this what they call being able to tell fortunes—a matter of chance and coincidence?

Great joke.

Qiu Shiyue pulled up her pants and stood up.