Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Despite his young age, he has quite the presence.

Her clenched fists and resolute gaze spoke volumes about her discontent.

The people behind the woman touched their noses, trying to find an excuse to leave, but she said there was no need to avoid them, and they should all listen to what Blizzard had to say next.

"Is there anything else you want to say? If not, then I will say it."

"Have."

Blizzard pointed to the chair, "This chair, if left in its original position, can be used to sit; if placed in the aisle, it can be used to block people. Its function depends on its location. Which location is correct should not be determined by others, but by the person who controls this chair, like me."

“Sasa tried to pull the ball back in that situation, which was what she needed to do at that point, and that’s where she should be.”

"I understand."

The entire commentary was broadcast live, and regardless of her perspective at the time, it's a fact that her words were ambiguous.

She wasn't unreasonable; if she was going to be hit, she should stand at attention.

The woman smiled slightly and generously suggested, "How about I apologize to Sasha?"

Before Blizzard could speak, a man behind the woman said, "Teacher Liu, you don't need to..."

"that is……"

"Whether she needs it or not depends on her decision; it's not up to you to decide," Teacher Liu said, looking at Sasha.

Judging from Blizzard's actions, an apology is the explanation she wanted, and it seems that she has achieved it. Now it depends on Sasha's opinion; I shouldn't make decisions for her every time.

But she still didn't let Sasha speak.

Making her choose at this point would be putting her in a difficult position.

Demanding an apology from the teacher makes her seem like a scheming girl who only lets her teammates take the lead while she hides in the background.

If they don't apologize, it will make Blizzard seem like a reckless fool rushing in, and they'll end up putting Sasha on the hot seat no matter what.

Blizzard wouldn't want to put her in a difficult position, and preemptively bowed to Teacher Liu.

"I apologize to the teacher first. I was very disrespectful at the beginning. Please forgive me."

Things aren't going in the right direction.

How did the girl, who seemed ready to sue someone, suddenly change her tune and apologize to her?

"You're really good at being flexible," she joked to the person behind her. "You were clenching your fists and looked like you wanted to hit someone, but now you're apologizing to me."

Blizzard said, "I didn't come here to embarrass you, but there are some things I just have to say."

"To an outsider, it seems like everyone knows what the optimal solution is in a crisis, but it's a different story when you're actually in the thick of it."

"You were able to express your opinion and apologize. You listened to what I, an unknown person, had to say, which shows that you are not a narrow-minded person."

Teacher Liu understood immediately: "You're implying something."

Blizzard nodded, smiling modestly: "It would be an honor for Sasha to have another senior to guide her."

Teacher Liu's expression was unclear. "But she has a coach. If she has any problems during the competition, the coach will provide guidance."

Teacher Liu was right, and Sasha nervously squeezed Blizzard's palm.

She has Coach Huang, why would she do this? If she gets Coach Huang's guidance, won't people think she has ulterior motives?

Even Big Head felt it was inappropriate and wanted to pull Blizzard away.

"Listen to me first."

She persisted, saying, "I believe that every coach in the national team is truly talented. Coach Huang laid a solid foundation for Sasha, while your experience will help her refine her skills. Different perspectives can help her grow more comprehensively, which is also a supplement and tribute to the coaching teaching."

Sasha looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Is she trying to expand her network?

After going around in circles, all for this?

Sasha looked away from her face, not wanting to disappoint her, and affirmed Blizzard's words to Teacher Liu.

"Just like in a match, you need to use your forehand and backhand together. Your guidance can help me to bring new variations to what the coach taught me."

Sasha is really smart.

Blizzard looked at her, pleased with their perfect understanding.

Looking at Teacher Liu again, she smiled humbly, a complete reversal from her initial attitude.

Teacher Liu did not answer, but only asked, "Then why did you pray for her but not for yourself?"

“With the Olympics just around the corner, Sasha needs help more than I do. I also believe that I will benefit from helping her now in the future.”

Blizzard laughed, "With stronger teammates, I have more opportunities to return the ball."

"Her growth is also my honor."

Blizzard had no idea what Teacher Liu was thinking. He simply added Sasha as a friend, smiled, said she had a good friend, and then left.

Sasha was still a little dazed looking at the new contact.

After a long pause, he asked Blizzard, "Did you figure something out again?"

"Do you believe me?"

"letter."

"Just trust me."

"Tell me about it," Sasha said, trying her best to look cute.

"Hmm... I'll build you a ladder."

Big Head interrupted, "What ladder?"

Blizzard remained silent.

Around this time next year, Coach Huang will leave the national team for family reasons, at which time Sasha will be without a head coach.

She admitted that she didn't have the ability to find a coach for Sasha, but she thought it would be possible to find a senior to give her guidance.

She didn't say it because she didn't want Sasha to be under the psychological pressure of losing something too early.

It's hard to say whether it will be helpful to Sasha in the future, so I won't say more.

Blizzard: "Just know that I'm not trying to offend anyone."

She winked at Sasha, and Sasha stopped asking questions.

The phrase "Her growth is also my glory" keeps echoing in my ears.

The three of them walked towards the cafeteria, and Sasha naturally walked to the middle.

Blizzard nudged her shoulder. "You're not angry with Da Da anymore?"

Sasha curled one corner of her mouth into a half-smile, "Losing makes me unhappy, but I can't get angry."

"What?"

Sasha: "When you're angry, your stomach is full of gas, so there's no room for food."

"..." Big Head drew inferences from one instance to another, "It seems the best time to defeat you is before dinner, at least you won't be angry for that long."

Sasha punched him: "You wish I would lose, you better be really tough."

"If I don't resist, I'll fall apart in two punches. Then you'll have to rebuild me and won't be able to eat."

They joked and played around until they reached the cafeteria entrance. Blizzard went in first, saying, "I'm a little tired from talking too much. I'll go get a seat. Sasha, you go get me my food."

Big Head: "You're getting cocky."

Blizzard glanced at him sideways: "Don't just stand there, go get me some soup. What are you standing there for? Hurry up!"

The two had no choice but to go get food.

Blizzard sat there looking at his phone and shaking his leg, seemingly relaxed and carefree, but in reality, he was trembling with fear.

I wanted to clear Sasha's name and make the teacher remember her, so I didn't say anything flattering. I just started to talk, and my attitude wasn't great. I'm really afraid I'll mess it up in the end.

Fortunately, we became friends. No matter what the future holds, it's an opportunity.

She thought and thought, and her gaze fell on two figures, one tall and one short, standing side by side getting their food.

Tsk, this big head is growing taller, why didn't he tell Sasha?

Blizzard quietly took out his phone and snapped a picture of the two of them.