Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Qiu Shiyue watched intently, not even blinking, until the sixth game.

Chen Meng is currently trailing 2-3 in the overall score.

This is an even-numbered game, with the score at 9-8 at the start. This is her chance; she only needs to win one point to reach game point.

Chen Meng continued to serve long balls, but Xiao Pang easily caught up with a straight topspin and then took the lead in the sixth game with a side-step attack.

Chen Meng called a pause.

After a pause, things changed.

She caught up and reached game point in the game.

Despite repeatedly reaching game point, the score remained close, with neither player able to gain the upper hand. Then, a lucky shot allowed Chen Meng to narrowly win back a game.

In competitive sports, luck is also a form of strength.

As the seventh round approached, Qiu Shiyue was incredibly excited, even feeling as if she were the one standing opposite Xiao Pang. Unconsciously, she swung her arm and accidentally hit the person next to her.

She quickly apologized, keeping her head down for fear of being recognized.

This was the decisive game between the two.

Chen Meng scored the first point with a long-awaited steal.

Then, she took the lead by changing lanes and holding off Xiao Pang. Finally, she pulled back from the side after falling, winning the match 4-3 and giving the women's team a winning start.

The match between the world's number one male backhand and the world's number one female backhand was spectacular; Blizzard's hands were red from clapping.

After Xiaopang left the game, Qiu Shiyue immediately found Xiaopang's WeChat account.

I searched for a long time but couldn't find her. Then I suddenly remembered that she had been deleted last time.

I can only send him text messages.

"I watched your match live, you were really cool! Chen Meng is also very good, but she's a little bit behind me, so we should have a chance to play against each other and exchange experiences. So, how about we add each other back on WeChat?"

After sending the message, I saw the chubby guy wiping his sweat pick up his phone, look at it for a few seconds, and then look towards the audience.

Seeing him look over, Qiu Shiyue was overjoyed, but also distressed that she couldn't wave.

I suddenly realized I was a bit silly before. Why did I want to find someone similar to Da Tou? Why go outside? This is right here!

Besides, why make a choice? Why be hung up on just one person? As long as you don't let them know, that's fine.

She wanted both.

"Friend Verification"

Qiu Shiyue was thrilled. When she saw that Xiao Pang had added her as a friend through their shared group chat, she was so excited she wanted to jump for joy.

Little Fatty: "Send me a picture of your location."

Qiu Shiyue said shyly, "Are you afraid I'll lie to you?"

As he spoke, he opened his camera, turned his back to the field, made a peace sign, took a picture of himself with the field, and sent it over.

She was very satisfied. Although she covered her face, you could still vaguely see her beauty under the mask.

"How about it, do I look good?"

Comparing the pictures with the scene, Xiao Pang scanned the audience, his eyes finally settling on the black mask.

He lowered his head again, and immediately Qiu Shiyue received a message:

"Sit still and don't move."

She was overjoyed: He was coming to find her?!

Little Fatty texted again: "They've sent someone to arrest you."

???

What the hell?

She saw the staff member wearing a name tag on the sidelines being called over by the chubby guy and whispered a few words to him before they walked towards her in a flanking manner.

She immediately sprang to her feet, stepped onto the chair, jumped over the back of the chair, and ran towards the door.

Fortunately, she ran fast enough that once she was outside the gate, no one was chasing her, and she finally shook them off.

She angrily fanned herself with her work badge, deciding to go in later.

That chubby girl, really. You don't need to make such a fuss if you want to find her. Just tell her, and she can find a place to meet.

Send a message to Little Fatty: Why are you in such a hurry?

The message was not sent, indicating that the sender was no longer a friend of the other party.

Qiu Shiyue was furious and kicked the wall several times, but she kicked her fingernail and broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

What is this chubby guy up to? Is he playing hard to get?

She crouched against the wall, clutching her feet, and watched the game on her phone, deciding to wait a while before figuring out what to do.

She got unbearably hot after watching for only a few minutes, but she chose to endure it in order to see Big Head and ask Little Fatty for clarification in person.

Right now, the match is between Sasha and Xu Xin, and there's also a match between Eel and Blizzard. After they finish, it'll be the awards ceremony. We can just block them out after that.

As soon as the uncle-nephew duo started playing, Xu Xin showed no mercy, taking a step forward and scoring a point.

Sasha made frequent mistakes at the start, and Xu Xin took the opportunity to score two more points to take the lead. Sasha, awakened by the challenge, immediately turned on her "demon king" mode, which brought the first highlight of the match. She rallied for 21 consecutive shots, earning a standing ovation from the big shots on the sidelines.

Sasha missed the last shot and stuck out her tongue in disappointment.

Xu Xin won the game with a stylish side-step back serve, taking five points in a row.

During the break, Sasha received some helpful tips from her coach. She started the game with a forehand attack, taking the first point. With Xu Xin making a mistake on his return, she won the game back.

She wanted to strike while the iron was hot, but in her excitement she made a mistake and stomped her feet in frustration.

Xu Xin then scored consecutive points and won the third game.

……

The score is now tied at 3-3.

Xu Xin serves and then attacks with a side-step topspin, once, twice, three times.

Sasha executed a backhand counter-attack, her tactic succeeded, and she scored consecutive points to tie the game again.

Despite a few minor mistakes at the start, they were in excellent form and won the match 4-3.

While drinking water, Kong looked around and Blizzard patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't tell me I'm right in front of you, and you're looking around for me."

Sasha changed the subject, "There was a commotion in the audience just now, do you know what happened?"

"I don't know," Blizzard shook his head. "But you played really well just now. Little Jujube will play against the Dragon Team later, and then it's my turn. I'm going to warm up now. Oh dear, it's such a pity I can't see their match..."

"go Go."

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By the time Qiu Shiyue entered the arena, the match had already ended.

Before the awards ceremony, staff were tidying up the venue while athletes chatted and waited.

She sneaked in and even found a seat near the center.

It was so hot outside that she felt like she was being roasted alive, and even though the venue had air conditioning, she kept fanning herself with her hand.

With his other hand, he didn't forget to record a video of Big Head.

She wanted to laugh just thinking about the match.

Chen Meng won, Sys also won, the men's team must have deliberately thrown the game.

Xiaozao lost to the Long team; this truly reflects their level.

The competition was so fake, she wouldn't even bother participating.

She was especially happy about the last match, as Blizzard lost to Eel again and again, making a fool of themselves and becoming the eternal loser.

Then, she couldn't laugh anymore; her smile froze on her face.

Sys, who appeared out of nowhere, walked into Big Head's line of sight.

His hands were itching to move; he stretched out his arm and his hand touched her face.

Before Qiu Shiyue could even close her mouth in surprise, Da Tou seemed to think that wasn't enough. He stretched out his long arms, pulled her into his arms, rubbed her face, and whispered something with a gentle expression.

Qiu Shiyue, who had just been suffering from heatstroke, suddenly felt as if it were snowing in July at the venue, and her hands and feet were so cold that she couldn't control them.

An illusion must be an illusion.