Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

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Her face turned pale and then flushed.

Da Tou clipped the racket to a piece of cardboard and put it in his racket bag. He untied his headband, not wanting to linger, and carrying the headband and patellar strap, with his coat draped over his arm and his suitcase, walked away until he reached the exit before stopping to pack.

Qiu Shiyue was still standing there, not knowing what she had done wrong.

Wouldn't it be better to let them win?

They really don't appreciate kindness.

It's his birthday next month, so I'm not buying him anything.

I mean what I say, I'll cancel now!

I opened Taobao and selected a refund option, but the 300 yuan deposit was non-refundable.

Qiu Shiyue was furious. She opened the customer service window and unleashed a torrent of abuse: "You guys do high-end customization? You won't even refund a 300 yuan deposit? Are you making money off deposits?"

The customer service representative was very patient: "Hello, dear customer, the rules for our custom scarves are clearly stated, and we will also explain them again after you place your order. The deposit is non-refundable if you cancel your order."

"I don't care. You haven't delivered the goods yet. You can't force us to buy or sell."

"We hope you understand that your scarf has already been made and the QSY logo has been woven in, so we cannot accept a refund."

"So what? You can still sell it to other people with this abbreviation, even if it's cheaper. For example, Cheon Song-yi, she also has this abbreviation."

"Dear customer, as we stated beforehand, there is a seven-day no-reason cancellation period. You placed your order at the end of January, and it is now April, and production has already begun according to the schedule."

"You won't give me a refund, huh? Then I'll file a complaint against you."

Qiu Shiyue stopped wasting time and directly requested a refund and filed a complaint.

Customer service sent me detailed pictures of the semi-finished product. The initials were all hot-stamped in gold, which made it look really high-quality. It was worth comparing with so many other brands.

The final payment was 1200, which she simply couldn't afford.

Dad ignored her.

My mom gave her 300 yuan before the New Year, thinking she'd get at least 1,000 yuan in New Year's red envelopes, but all she got was a doll. She even had to beg and plead before she'd give me the money to donate masks. She's so stingy.

It's a pity I forgot about the final payment for the scarves, otherwise I wouldn't have donated the masks.

The main reason is, why is it that when Blizzard's family members donate masks, they get a document issued to praise them, but when it comes to her, it's like the coach sending out a string of firecrackers in the group chat?!

What a loss.

I felt a bit better after filing a complaint. I hope Taobao can be fair and just.

……

After trying out all the different combinations, the team pairings were finalized.

Blizzard tried pairing Sun Ming with Sasha and Manyu, while Qiu Shiyue did not participate in the project.

The mixed doubles pairs were Da Tou and Sa Sha, Man Yu and Gao Yuan, Blizzard and Da Pang. Da Meng was originally paired with Xiao Pang, but withdrew from the mixed doubles due to health reasons.

Qiu Shiyue got the lucky break.

When Little Fatty learned that her partner was her, he sighed.

"Why am I so unlucky?"

A group of people surrounded him, offering words of comfort.

Blizzard said, "Look at you, you're so worried you're practically turning into millet porridge. Hurry up and drink it while it's hot."

Fatty: "Does anyone on our team have a Didi (ride-hailing service) proxy?"

However, since it was the coaching staff's arrangement, Xiao Pang convinced himself that the coach would change the partners to select the best group in the future, and it wouldn't be the same forever, so he wasn't afraid.

The training camp days were monotonous, which athletes who had participated in several training camps before were used to, but Qiu Shiyue found it very difficult to adapt.

While the Beijing team can occasionally go out for extra training or order takeout, training camp is training camp, and meals are all eaten in the cafeteria.

Little Fatty didn't talk much during training with her, and left as soon as training was over. The second team's small group didn't come either. She was really bored.

When I'm bored, I try to keep myself occupied by watching Sasha's every move.

She's the first to notice when something changes in her.

When did Sys start wearing a headband?

Qiu Shiyue had been paying attention for several days and noticed that she had been wearing a white headband for several days, but then changed it to a black one.

That brand looks somewhat familiar...

While Sasha was in the bathroom, she hit a ball near the small white bag. When she bent down to pick up the ball, she saw the white headband in the bag. The brand looked very familiar.

I stared at it carefully for a long time, trying to find any signs that it was new.

Unfortunately, the wear and tear was too obvious. Even if she looked down on Sys, she didn't believe Sys would buy secondhand items.

There's only one explanation...

As if possessed, she slowly raised her hand—

"What are you looking for?" Sasha asked as she approached, wiping her hands.

Qiu Shiyue quickly picked up the ball and stood up: "I came to pick up the ball."

Sasha looked at the coach who was in charge of retrieving the balls: "Isn't the coach using a ball retriever? Why do you need to run all this way to retrieve them yourself?"

Qiu Shiyue remained silent, picked up the ball, and walked away.

Sasha glanced at her bag; nothing was missing, so she didn't think much of it.

With the hairband, Sasha had one more task to complete while washing up – shampooing the hairband.

After washing them that night, I stopped wearing them and returned them to Da Tou once they were dry.

"Why aren't you wearing it anymore? Didn't you say your sweat would sting your eyes?"

"Too much trouble, I still need to wash."

"..." Big Head said, "Then why don't you find eating troublesome, having to chew?"

Sasha picked out the ball and stuffed it into her pocket. "Eating is enjoyable, but doing laundry isn't."

Big Head handed her the headband, "Wear it. Give it to me after training every day. I can wash yours while I'm washing my own headband."

"That's so embarrassing."

Da Tou watched her grab the headband and put it back on, not noticing that she seemed embarrassed at all. She even wanted to go back to the dorm and wash his dirty clothes for him. He smiled helplessly and stood opposite her to catch the ball.

That evening, Qiu Shiyue's complaint came through. The merchant presented a lot of evidence, and the final verdict was in favor of the merchant; she lost 300 yuan.

She was so angry that she slammed her fist on the wall, and ended up twisting her little finger.

……

After nearly two months of intensive training, we were finally given a half-day off.

After discussing it, everyone decided to rest for one night on the 11th and go out to find food.

I found a restaurant and tried the roast goose and roast pork from Sham Tseng in Macau.

The pork chop bun is also good.

Besides the big head, the others also tried bacalhau and crab porridge.

"Big Head, how come you're allergic to seafood? This crab congee is so delicious, I feel like my tongue is melting."

Big Fatty put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. The crabs that grow in the brackish waters of Macau have a sweet and fresh taste. The porridge base is smooth and creamy, with crab meat, crab roe, and crab paste blended into the porridge. It's so delicious that he can't stop eating it. He quickly finished the porridge and got another bowl.

"Eat more if you like it." Big Head took the last bit of crab porridge off the turntable and placed it in front of him.

After Blizzard finished eating, he called the waiter over and asked for a bowl of seafood rice. He asked Sasha if she wanted some, but she waved her hand and said she didn't need any, as she was eating sawdust pudding and didn't want any porridge.

"Why are you still eating?" Big Head tried to open his single eyelids wide.

Blizzard: "Someone like you, with the typical seafood allergy that's a typical domineering CEO, can't understand the deliciousness of seafood."

Big Head pointed to a pile of shells in front of him, "The whole shrimp family is right in front of you, and you still want to eat all its relatives."

Even so, I still ordered one from the waiter.

Blizzard saluted: "Thanks, Mr. Wang."

"...This nickname makes me feel like I've suddenly developed a Mediterranean head and a beer belly."

"Mr. Wang," Sasha called out, "Could you also pack me a box of almond cookies? I plan to have them for breakfast tomorrow."