Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

I glanced at my phone and realized I'd been sitting there for half an hour. It was so cold, and I was afraid of getting sick, so I dusted myself off and got up.

The streetlights at the corner were very bright, and there was a raised dark shadow on the waist-high bushes by the roadside.

Upon closer inspection, Blizzard realized it was a plastic bag.

I thought it had been forgotten, but its familiar appearance made me want to get closer. The more I looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.

He reached in and pulled out the item; it was indeed her coat.

……

Sasha opened the dormitory door and was drying her hair in front of the mirror.

Seeing that Blizzard was still only wearing short sleeves, he paused.

Why aren't you wearing a coat?

Blizzard changed into slippers, freeing his feet. "I didn't wear a coat when I went out."

"No way, you really didn't see that bag?"

He put down the towel and walked out, afraid that it would be thrown away as trash if he was late.

"I deliberately placed it so conspicuously, yet you still couldn't see it. I suspect you play basketball based on intuition—"

The moment my hand touched the doorknob, an arm pressed against my abdomen, and my shoulder felt heavy.

Blizzard pressed his face close to the nape of her neck, the scent of shampoo and orange-scented shower gel filling her nostrils, the warm touch making her feel at ease.

“I know you put that bag of clothes there. You didn’t call or text me; you only stop contacting me when you see me.”

Sasha remained motionless as she was held, until the wet droplets from her hair dripped onto her face, at which point Blizzard reluctantly straightened up.

"My coat is in my bag."

"So what are you putting on this show for?"

Blizzard tilted his head and smiled, "I'm a little tired, I want you to come to me so I can hug you."

“Then you now…” Sasha carefully chose her words.

Blizzard forced a smile, "Feeling comforted? Time for a shower! Time for bed!"

After saying that, he turned around and went into the bathroom without closing the door or taking off his clothes. He grabbed the showerhead and started showering.

Sasha silently closed the door for her.

After taking a bath and rinsing off the clothes, I changed into clean clothes, casually draped the wet clothes over myself, and I was all set.

Blizzard lay down and turned off the lights, only to find that Sasha wasn't sleeping soundly.

"Don't worry about me." Blizzard, who needed comfort the most, turned to reassure Sasha, "The thing a clumsy bird has in abundance is hard work."

……

Back in Beijing, Blizzard's alarm clock went off thirty minutes earlier than usual.

The blizzard, which had been slumbering all night, was turned off the moment the alarm clock rang, thankfully without waking Sasha.

I quickly got dressed and washed up, then slung my bag over my shoulder and headed to the training ground.

There were already people in the training field; she wasn't the first one there.

I had just taken off my coat to warm up when I heard the door open again.

She's not actually the most diligent.

Just a casual glance.

"Big head?"

He nodded in response and put his bag away.

"It's only six o'clock, why are you here so early?"

Big Head took off his jacket and trousers. "Continue warming up. I'll practice your backhand later."

Blizzard stopped stretching. "You..."

"Warm up quickly."

He took a sip of water, got ready, and began stretching in place.

Blizzard didn't ask any more questions.

Big Head coached her for half an hour, and then Sasha appeared carrying a small white bag.

Big Head and she exchanged a glance, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

After Sasha finished warming up, she took over Da Tou's position and continued practicing with Blizzard until eight o'clock before having breakfast.

Days go by in a cycle.

That day, the three of them had food in front of them, and they ate very slowly.

"I've been getting up early and training really hard, so I've lost my appetite a bit." Big Head slowly peeled an egg.

Blizzard: "...I should be the one saying that. I don't even have the strength to peel an egg."

The two of them took turns training her. One of them would get up early today, and the other would get up early tomorrow. She was the only one who always got up early, and she didn't even have a chance to catch her breath.

She knew in her heart that they were doing it for her, and she was truly grateful, but also truly exhausted.

Big Head glanced at her trembling hands and put the egg in her bowl.

"I don't want to eat it anyway, so you can have it."

Did you wash your hands after training?

Big Head felt perfectly justified: "I gave it to you because I realized I forgot to wash my hands."

Blizzard really wants to punch someone, but can't even lift a finger.

Qiu Shiyue was seething with resentment at the extra training that Da Tou gave her.

She bit her fingernails until they were pierced, but she still couldn't understand why Da Tou cared so much about Blizzard, while Da Tou impatiently told her to find the coach when she went to ask a small question.

She wanted to cause trouble for Blizzard, but considering that the ban had just been lifted, she decided it was best to behave herself. At most, she would spit at Blizzard's back as she passed by, but she dared not do anything more.

On Sasha's birthday, Blizzard said that even treating her to a big meal couldn't stop them from having a day off. After giving her a birthday present, they still ate in the cafeteria.

When life is fulfilling, time seems to fly by.

Every day is packed with activities.

At first, she was very grateful to Da Tou for sacrificing his rest time to give her extra training. She promised to speak well of him in the future, and as for Sasha, she would naturally treat her even better.

now--

Forget your roots!

That guy is so strict he's practically heartless! From now on, I'll definitely be the first one blocking the door!

*

Before they knew it, they were going to Macau to participate in WTT. Blizzard, who was always looking forward to resting, suddenly found himself without anyone watching him, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.

When the alarm clock rings, I habitually open my eyes.

The bed next to me was empty. I stared blankly for a few seconds, then shook my head and got up to go to training.

Perhaps it was because their eyes finally had time to look at something else that they noticed Xiao Li.

She seems to be in a bad state.

Following behind Qiu Shiyue, he was listless, his ball was limp, and he remained expressionless even when scolded.

Noticing that he was being watched, Xiao Li looked over.

The blizzard didn't hide; it calmly looked away.

At breakfast, Blizzard sat alone.

Without Sasha and Da Tou beside her, Xiao Li sat down opposite her with his plate.

"You're always so busy, I never find time to talk to you." Xiao Li chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Are you looking down on me now, and really want to laugh at me?"

Blizzard finished his porridge in a few gulps and stuffed the egg into his pocket.

"You said I'm very busy, I don't have time to laugh at anyone, you can eat slowly."

Xiao Li didn't follow.

On the way back to the training ground, Blizzard was holding an egg in his hand. With a forceful movement, the eggshell cracked.

She shouldn't have left; it looked like she was running away.

Looking at her now, I have indescribable feelings.

I want to go out for some fresh air.

He took out his phone to send a message.

"Hello Jiang, are you free? I'd like to invite you to dinner."