Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Back in Beijing, Blizzard had a few perks because of her injury; she could come and go freely with her parents while they were in Beijing.

Her parents found a guesthouse where they could cook. Except for breakfast, her father would take her there for the other two meals, treating her like royalty.

You should know that at home, if a woman doesn't serve the dishes while her mother is cooking, she will be deprived of the right to use chopsticks.

Unfortunately, the Emperor Experience Card is only valid for three days.

A blizzard saw them off at the airport.

Their behavior was perfectly normal; even their farewells didn't feel tragic, and all three felt their expressions were flawless.

She turned away and silently shed tears where no one could see her.

Ms. Xia held onto Bao Youcheng's arm, saying, "I feel like my daughter is getting further and further away from us."

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Qiu Shiyue had no special privileges, but she also secretly took a break for herself.

Anyway, it can't be at the Olympics, and nobody's watching it.

Qiu Shiyue thought to herself, "Anyone who's training hard is a fool."

I sneaked out at night when there were few people around.

She's an adult now and wants to go to places she's never been before.

I went to an internet cafe first, but it was boring and all I could smell was smoke.

Qiu Shiyue saw a brightly lit bar by the roadside and searched it online. She found that it mainly served singing and drinking and wouldn't be too chaotic. She was a little tempted.

Just in case, she wore a mask; she didn't want to be asked for autographs here.

Although there are no explicit rules prohibiting athletes from entering places like bars, everyone tacitly abides by them, except perhaps going to a karaoke bar at most.

She didn't understand the long list of drinks and ordered a beer.

My first time drinking beer, it was really bitter.

The corrugated body of the cup reflects the light from the overhead lamp, giving the ordinary cup a sense of life.

She tried taking another sip.

Blizzard should really taste this bitterness too.

As I passed by her room on my way out, I regretted not poisoning her fish instead of just throwing away some trash.

When the singer on stage sang with deep emotion, his voice was melodious and graceful. A bright spotlight focused solely on him, making him seem unattainable.

He downed a glass of beer in one go and slammed the glass down on the table.

She's quite attractive and a national athlete; she could find anyone she wanted.

Big Head... why can't you appreciate yourself?

The bitter taste spread throughout the mouth, but after swallowing it, a feeling of relief followed.

The journey from bitterness to acceptance takes only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

After finishing one cup, I ordered another.

The bartender handed over a glass of red liquid. "This is for you, that handsome guy."

She looked over and saw a man with a buzz cut raise his glass to her.

A crew cut with a big gold chain, a black short-sleeved shirt and tight pants—he's nowhere near as good as Big Head.

Not interesting.

She was looking for something that would make Big Head jealous, not a buy-one-get-one-free offer.

She refused, her mood ruined, and turned to leave.

But his path was blocked by the man with the buzz cut.

"Little sister, I'm offering you a drink, why won't you accept?"

Qiu Shiyue ignored her and walked straight out.

No trouble was allowed in the bar, and someone was keeping an eye on the crew-cut guy's movements, so he didn't dare to go too far.

As soon as Qiu Shiyue walked out of the bar, he immediately chased after her and, along with several others, surrounded her against the wall.

"They really don't give me any face."

"Do you even have a face? What face do you have?"

A green-haired girl behind the crew-cut girl went up and pushed her, causing her shoulder to hit the wall.

Qiu Shiyue looked around and found that the road was completely blocked. After being pushed like that, she became a little more restrained.

"Are you alright?"

The crew-cut man twirled the lighter in his hand. "I wanted to be friends with you, but you didn't give me the time of day. So, I'd like to borrow some money from you."

"robbery?"

"Don't put it so harshly."

The crew-cut man corrected her, "In a society governed by the rule of law, we don't do that kind of thing. We're just asking you to lend us our money."

Qiu Shiyue said, "But is it not necessarily still true?"

"I will definitely pay it back, but I can only do so when I have the money, right?"

The people behind him immediately echoed his words, and laughter filled the street.

Even when passing vehicles and pedestrians occasionally glance in this direction, they might only manage a fleeting look.

The crew-cut man's henchman waved his fist in the air, and no one dared to look over.

Qiu Shiyue lowered her head.

If Da Tou could save her at this moment, she would definitely repay him with her body.

Wishes are beautiful, but there aren't that many coincidences in the world.

The man with the green hair who had just pushed her started hitting her again, saying, "Speak up, are you mute?"

Qiu Shiyue pondered for a moment, "I can give you the money, or you don't have to pay it back."

The crew-cut man thought he had misheard and repeated to his follower, "Did you hear that, Sister Jing? No need to pay me back. I told you there are more opportunities in big cities."

"But I have a condition."

"You said."

"I have a nemesis, can you guys help me teach her a lesson?"

The crew-cut man immediately refused, saying, "I already said that I am a law-abiding citizen, and we won't go to jail."

“Hey bro,” the person behind him said, “didn’t you just get out of jail a few months ago? How come…”

The crew-cut man gave him a sharp rap on the head: "Shut up!"

Qiu Shiyue said, "Nothing is needed, just let her twist her ankle."

"That's it?" The crew-cut man looked at the green-haired man. "You women are really the kind who fight and tear each other apart. I thought it was going to kill someone, but it turned out to be just a sprained ankle."

He said to Qiu Shiyue, "Okay, ten thousand."

Qiu Shiyue said in disbelief, "It's just a sprained ankle. Even if the other party calls the police, you can just say it wasn't intentional and you won't go to jail. You don't need to ask for 10,000 yuan."

"We have so many brothers, there won't be enough to go around."

Qiu Shiyue gritted her teeth: "Three thousand."

The crew-cut man said, "Three thousand? Then I can't work for you. Of course, you still have to lend us that money."

After thinking it over, she finally took out her phone, scrolled through her contacts, and secretly turned on the recording function.

"Is five thousand okay? I really don't have any money left. This is all the money I have. Please don't make things difficult for me. If you don't make things difficult for me, you can have it all."

Upon hearing this, the crew-cut man laughed wildly and pinched her cheek. "Wouldn't it have been better if you had done this earlier? I still prefer your unruly attitude from just now."

The green-haired man glared at Qiu Shiyue and grabbed the man with the buzz cut's hand.

The man with the crew cut gestured to Qiu Shiyue: "QR code for receiving payment, transfer the money."

Qiu Shiyue was reluctant, but she could only use her last bit of money to transfer three thousand to him.

"How come it's only three thousand?"

Qiu Shiyue's voice was still pitiful, "I'll leave now, that's all. Please let me go first, and I'll give you the rest later, okay?"

The green-haired man couldn't stand her, so he used this as an excuse to slap her. Qiu Shiyue turned off the recording amidst her screams.

Great! I was just worried about under what circumstances this evidence would be interrupted to appear authentic, and now someone has delivered a perfect solution to my predicament.

After the recording was turned off, she no longer needed to hold it in.

He punched the girl in the stomach.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; no matter how incapable she is of shouldering heavy responsibilities in the national team, she can still hold her own for a while against them.

The green-haired man clutched his stomach and took a few steps back, while the crew-cut man glanced at him but ignored him.

Qiu Shiyue straightened her back. "I'll give you the final payment after it's done."

The man with the crew cut looked at her face, then at her shoes.

Although I don't know much about sneakers, these shoes look different from those sold in shopping malls, and I feel like I missed out earlier.

However, her punch just now looked quite powerful.

The right upper arm looks thicker than the left upper arm, and the thigh also has muscles.

The crew-cut man calmly withdrew his gaze, left his phone number, and led a group of people away.

Qiu Shiyue calmly walked to the roadside to hail a taxi, vaguely sensing that someone was watching her from behind.

After getting on the bus, I made the driver drive around the city a few times before I dared to say that I was getting off at the General Administration of Sport.

Then she started trembling uncontrollably and buried her face between her legs.

After the fear comes a thrilling excitement.

It takes a hundred days to recover from a serious injury, and now with a blizzard, things are getting interesting.