Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Blizzard paused in his eating, holding back his words.

She didn't want to be scolded by the coach on her first day back.

Seeing that she hadn't attracted attention, Qiu Shiyue stopped and increased the sound of gagging.

Unbearable, no need to endure.

She slammed down her chopsticks and yelled, "Are you crazy?"

Qiu Shiyue looked aggrieved, "I'm sorry, I just feel a little nauseous..."

"Did you just find out you're disgusting?"

Qiu Shiyue covered her mouth, her constipated expression vanishing, and she said arrogantly, "You, who are you calling disgusting?"

“You, didn’t you say you were disgusting?” Blizzard repeated.

"I meant I'm disgusting, but not that I'm disgusting in general. You, I—"

She was so anxious that she stammered, "Are you insulting me?"

Blizzard: "I was just confirming what you said, how could that be an insult? If it really is an insult, then you are the one insulting yourself."

Qiu Shiyue knew she was being subtly insulted, but couldn't find any loopholes in her words. She was still upset and hadn't eaten her fill. Feeling utterly humiliated, she left in a huff.

This guy was honest for a while, but his sharp tongue remained unchanged.

Even though I dislike her, she still got on the bus with me for the training camp in Lingshui, Hainan.

It seems she will also participate in the Tokyo Olympics simulation competition.

Blizzard bit his nails, not understanding what the problem was.

The simulation competition selects the most suitable athletes to compete, and the athletes learn from each other's strengths and make up for each other's weaknesses.

It's unfair to athletes who have trained diligently for years but have no real strengths to participate in mock competitions, especially those who have never had the opportunity to compete in major tournaments.

On the way to Hainan, Blizzard stared at Qiu Shiyue's retreating figure, still unable to understand.

Her phone vibrated, and she looked down.

It was Jiang Hao, the girl I met when I mingled with the volunteer team during the National Championships, who sent me a message asking if I would be going to the Olympic simulation competition.

Blizzard replied, "Yes."

"It's great to see you again."

She sent an emoji, "But I'm not a volunteer this time."

Jiang Hao: "I know you're an athlete, and you're a good person too."

"Is it that obvious? We haven't even worked together long and you've already figured it out [playful, JPG]"

Jiang Hao sent a group photo of the Chinese national table tennis team discussing the donation to Qatar, and at the bottom of the photo, her back was visible.

"You can recognize me in this?"

Jiang Hao: "I shouted so enthusiastically that day that the marketing accounts edited your video and even included me in it, so it's hard not to remember you."

"Even if that weren't true, I'll still remember you. Our major requires memorizing a lot of things, and someone as unique as you, I certainly wouldn't forget."

What's your major?

"Guess it."

Blizzard thought for a moment, "Medicine?"

"Guess again"

"police?"

Jiang Hao replied, "Law."

"That's good." Blizzard replied to the message and was about to put his phone away when another message came from the other end:

"But what I'm talking about is nothing compared to Jiang Yang, the genius of our department, who truly has a photographic memory."

Blizzard instinctively wanted to hit me, but I think I recognized the name.

But this is someone she will only come into contact with when she becomes a teacher at the No. 1 Middle School.

It's the music teacher who wanted to pursue the art teacher.

But Jiang Hao is a law student, so it shouldn't be the same person.

It might just be a case of the same name.

Blizzard replied: "Every industry has its masters; you can learn from them if you have the chance. By the way, do you know Qiu Shiyue?"

“I was just about to tell you,” the other end replied faster, “I wasn’t originally selected this time, but an athlete was added at the last minute, so I was chosen again. Guess who I was assigned to?”

"...Qiu Shi, Yue?"

"Yes! Most other athletes are protected by two or three volunteers, but she was protected by five! I was one of them."

"I also heard that she's one of the sponsors of this simulation competition. There were limited cameras on site, so she had three of them, but they were all private. That's still pretty extravagant."

After a moment's thought, Blizzard immediately searched for Qiu Shiyue's father on Baidu.

He owns multiple businesses, including real estate, catering, and tourism. With such a large portfolio, even if Qiu Shiyue's parents divorced, her mother wouldn't have looked so haggard that day.

She sent a screenshot of Qiu's father's Baidu Baike entry, and Jiang Hao immediately replied: "This person appeared when the on-site advertising space was being set up, demanding that his wine occupy the center position. I remember it very clearly."

"This is Qiu Shiyue's father."

No wonder.

Jiang Hao's words added another layer of worry to Blizzard's already heightened concerns.

It seems like she had a tough time during the period when her parents divorced.

Simply put, they are short of money.

If Qiu's father hadn't given her support, no matter how much Qiu Shiyue acted up, she would only have a limited repertoire and wouldn't have been able to leave Beijing. If she were caught red-handed, her skills wouldn't have been anything special, and there wouldn't have been any compelling reason for her to stay. Being kicked out would have been just around the corner.

But having money makes all the difference.

Take Sasha, for example. Her journey of pursuing her dreams is so inspiring, but it's inseparable from Ms. Gao's support and love. However, there's also a practical issue: money.

Basic necessities like food, clothing, shelter, and transportation all cost money.

She had no idea what Qiu Shiyue had gone through in the short two weeks since she returned from Macau.

All we know is the support behind her. If all we ask for is a chance for Qiu Shiyue to participate in a mock competition, it's not like we're making her go to the Olympics, or asking her to sit on the referee's bench. She even brought her own cameraman. Getting her on the field would be a piece of cake.

If she continues to have support behind her, as long as she doesn't go too far, she doesn't need to worry about being kicked out of the national team.

Besides, she's really become much more honest in the past year or so, except for her sharp tongue. Even if she's bad at heart, she can't just expose her true nature to others.

……

After arriving in Hainan, Qiu Shiyue became a nouveau riche.

They're giving Da Tou a custom-made scarf and buying Hainan pearl necklaces for the female team members.

As long as the necklace isn't poisonous and you're not asking for a favor, you'll naturally be happy to receive a gift.

When giving gifts to others, she would say, "I don't buy things for other boys, only for girls. Boys' things are too hard to choose, they have too many demands, they're hard to satisfy, and they're not cute at all. So I like you guys, and I only buy things for you!"

Blizzard and Sasha are not included.

Eel came over for a visit, holding a necklace box in her hand, looking completely bewildered. "Qiu Shiyue insisted on giving this to me on the way here, saying that everyone should get one. What does that mean?"

"They're calling us inhuman, huh?" Blizzard said.

The eel scratched its head. "What...you don't have any?"

“She’s trying to publicly isolate me and Sasha. How pointless.”

"I'll go return it to her," the eel said, turning to walk out.

"Wait a minute." Blizzard took the pearl necklace from her hand and examined its luster, shape, and size against the light.

They weren't perfectly round, but the luster was good. A string of these would cost at least three or four hundred yuan on the market, and she bought a dozen or twenty at a time, which was no small sum.

"Keep it. It's not easy to get anything from her, especially since she gave it to us willingly. Why should we repay her?"

“Her motives are impure, and I don’t need her necklace.”