Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

We arrived late, so we had no choice but to eat whatever was available.

Big Head walks in front, Sasha stands at the back, and Blizzard's plate is placed in the middle.

Sasha ordered hot and sour shredded potatoes, braised eggplant, pan-fried ribbonfish, and stir-fried shrimp for Blizzard.

After getting their food, the person in front of them, Da Tou, dragged her tray forward while Sasha got more food for herself.

Big Head and Sasha had similar tastes and made their choices quickly. Seeing Sasha choosing so carefully, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you still angry?"

Sasha didn't even look up: "I want this salted duck."

The auntie gave her a full spoonful.

Big Head then said, "What do you want for your birthday? I'll buy it for you."

Sasha pushed him forward to get more food.

"I told you I'm not angry, I'm not angry. Why are you being so fussy, you big man?"

"Then why didn't you touch my racket when you left the court? So you're still angry."

Sasha said to the cafeteria lady, "Auntie, give him some sesame tofu."

"I don't need it, I don't like eating that." Big Head moved the plate away.

Sasha feigned surprise, "You don't like it? I thought you were so petty, you would like sesame seeds."

Big Head: "...See, I told you you'd be angry."

Sasha was so annoyed by him that she didn't know what to do.

"Who wants the last chicken leg?"

The cafeteria lady at the last window held up the last braised chicken leg, looked at Da Tou, and then at Sasha.

Big Head remained silent, only staring at Sasha, waiting for her reaction.

Sasha: "...Give it to him."

"Hehe, it's for me!"

The aunt put the chicken leg on a large plate, saying, "You're not being polite at all. I thought you would be considerate of girls."

"She's better than me, so I don't need to give way to her."

After saying that, he winked at Sasha.

See, I'm affirming you.

Unfortunately, Sasha only had eyes for the food and didn't even look at him.

Blizzard saw the two chattering away from afar and knew that giving them space was the right thing to do.

However, when they came back, Sasha kept rolling her eyes, and Da Tou fluttered around like a little bird trying to get Sasha's attention.

Sasha sat opposite her, and Big Head carried two plates, placed the Blizzard food in front of her, and then sat down next to Sasha.

Blizzard glanced at the three people's plates. "Wait, why do you have a chicken leg but I don't?"

Big Head shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth. "Sasha gave it to me."

Blizzard looked at Sasha.

She rolled her eyes: "Hush money."

"?"

Sasha took a bite of duck meat angrily: "This kid is so annoying. He keeps asking me if I'm angry that I lost to him. I'll give him a chicken leg to shut him up so I can have some peace and quiet. The world is finally quiet."

After explaining, she added, "I'm not being biased."

Blizzard nodded understandingly.

Big Head added fuel to the fire: "She's biased, biased towards me. Hehe, you don't have a chicken leg."

War is about to break out.

Blizzard and Big Head were locked in a fierce battle with their chopsticks, all for a chicken leg.

"There's so much food, why are you fighting over it? There's enough for everyone," Sasha tried to calm things down.

Blizzard: "We're not after chicken legs."

“It’s you—” Big Head continued, “Your favoritism.”

Even eating a meal can't be peaceful.

She grabbed the chicken leg from the large plate and devoured it in a few bites to their astonishment, her cheeks bulging as she ate before she could even swallow.

"I've eaten it, no one can take it from me."

Blizzard glared at Big Head: "Declare war!"

"Alright!" Big Head accepted the challenge. "When we get back, Sasha and I will team up, and you can find another person to help us out, so we'll do mixed doubles!"

"Okay!"

Sasha: "? I never said I was going to hit anyone."

Big Head suddenly turned his head: "Can you bear to see me lose?"

Sasha: "...I'll hit him."

Fortunately, Blizzard and Big Head weren't really trying to kill her; they dragged her to play again right after the match.

The match didn't start until after dinner.

Liang Tiantian was dragged from the next table by Blizzard. Before she could figure out what was going on, Da Tou shouted from behind Sasha, "Come on! Let's go!"

He instinctively started to catch the ball.

It wasn't until they lost 16-14 and were pushed back to the previous pool table by Blizzard that they realized they had just played a small match.

He put down his racket and went to ask Blizzard what was going on.

Blizzard was heartbroken about losing the final point, saying, "Bro, I'm in a bad mood after losing, go to the convenience store and buy me a bag of shrimp chips to cheer me up."

"Row."

Big Fatty turned to leave, but after a few steps he turned back: "Wait, didn't you miss the last ball? Why do you want me to buy it for you?"

Blizzard looked at him with resentment: "You've been locking me close to the table the whole time. The ball is hitting me in the face and I have nowhere to retreat. Shouldn't you have bought it?"

"Besides shrimp chips, what else do you want to eat?" He turned and walked away very quickly, then answered himself, "Do you want potato chips? Yes, okay, I'll buy them for you."

Blizzard put down his camera, took a sip of water, and rested for a while.

Sasha went to the bathroom to wash her face, and Da Tou walked over to Blizzard and picked up the water on the ground and slurped it up.

After putting the water down, approach the blizzard.

"That's so kind of you! You know how to let Sasha have some fun!"

Blizzard stopped swallowing and, still in a drinking posture, looked at Big Head.

Seeing that the other person was genuinely grateful, he silently put down the water bottle.

"What if I told you that this is all the strength I have?"

Big Head choked: "That can't be right. I thought you were just playing around when you hit backhand. I thought you were deliberately holding back."

"Okay, that's enough."

The blizzard broke through the defenses and turned to leave.

Big Head chased after her and walked ahead of her.

"Your backhand wasn't strong before, but it shouldn't have had so many openings. Were you slacking off?"

"The sweat I produce during training can solve the drought in Africa."

"So you're in a relationship?"

Blizzard: "I think I know why Sasha rolled her eyes at you. You really talk too much."

Especially now when she needs to be alone.

Big Head covered his mouth in surprise: "They really talked?! Tell me who it is, and I promise I won't tell anyone."

Blizzard raised an eyebrow. "Nobody's going to tell?"

Seeing that there was a chance, Da Tou immediately promised, "I won't tell anyone!"

"Sasha isn't going to tell either?"

"I... will try not to say."

However, he probably couldn't keep it from her.

He quickly realized, "Sasha doesn't know who that person is either?"

“Not only does Sasha not know,” Blizzard said mysteriously, gesturing for Big Head to come closer. After he did so, Big Head whispered, “Even I don’t know who that person is.”

“'…”

Blizzard shoved the empty water bottle at Big Head: "Put this trash away."

She didn't wait for Sasha to go back to the dormitory together. Da Pang asked her for something to eat, but she wasn't interested in it and asked Da Pang to save it for her.

After leaving the venue, I ran to sit on a bench next to the outdoor playground.

There's no wind tonight, and the air is a bit chilly.

He came out still wearing his training short-sleeved shirt without a jacket, and his arms were covered in a fine layer of goosebumps.

She rubbed it with her hands.

It turns out that she's now so bad that people think she deliberately let the team win.

I used to be unhappy about being number two all the time; now I wonder if I won't even be able to keep being number two anymore.

She looked at her hands, then at the clapper.

What on earth is going on?