Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Blizzard has reached the finals in the Houston women's singles, and they're just waiting for tomorrow's final.

In the final, they will face eels again.

In the National Games in September, she lost to the eel again.

She was the "calamity" she could not escape.

Blizzard buried his face in a towel, unable to describe his current mood.

He hopes to win the semi-finals, but he is also afraid to face the eel. He has already developed a psychological trauma from losing.

After the last National Games, the reports about her were written like this:

"Nobody remembers second place unless they stay in second place forever—Blizzard"

"Clear all obstacles for the eel, then lose to her."

"She may not be number one, but she can decide who is. To Blizzard."

She was truly impressed.

After packing up and leaving the court, Shatou, who had already warmed up, prepared for the mixed doubles final. The three met in the tunnel.

Sasha tried to hug her, but Blizzard took two steps back.

"I'm covered in sweat."

Sasha hugged her tightly. "That was great. I saw the eel just now, and she even complimented you."

Blizzard chuckled, "I'll go change my clothes first, then I'll come watch your match later."

Big Head, who was following behind Sasha, approached her with a solemn expression.

That expression doesn't look like he's praising her.

Big Head said, "Last time you two went to Crazy Thursday after returning to Beijing from Tokyo, you didn't take me with you!"

"..."

Sasha: "When we get back, I'll make the chicken die for you again."

"Ok."

Blizzard: So easily fooled?

She quickly changed her clothes and watched the game from the stands, two seats away from Qiu Shiyue.

Congratulations on making it to the finals!

Blizzard didn't even spare her a glance.

"The National Games was an accident. I wasn't on Houston's roster because I had other things to do. I let you have a few days of peace and quiet. Now I'm free to do my thing."

"Being good isn't just about talking," Blizzard retorted.

"I also want to be good on the field, but unfortunately I'm a substitute and you didn't give me a chance."

Qiu Shiyue gave a charming snort, "So cold and heartless."

Blizzard ignored her.

On the court, Sha Tou scored repeatedly, and the players applauded and cheered excitedly.

Qiu Shiyue was anything but quiet, talking to herself as if to herself:

"As a substitute, I no longer have the opportunity to play, but I have other uses. Would you like to hear my story?"

Blizzard still ignored her.

"Then I'll tell you," Qiu Shiyue said, moving closer to Blizzard. "I can help you win tomorrow's finals."

Blizzard took a moment to ask, "How do we win?"

"If the final eel doesn't appear, wouldn't you be the winner?"

She said, "Think about it, you've faced her on the field so many times and never won. Don't you feel regret and pity? Don't you want to beat her once?"

"After defeating her, I gained not only honor, but also shattered the curse of the reports."

"You know what those reports are saying now, saying that Eel is your inner demon, and you can never defeat her. Even when you came off the field just now, your eyes were unfocused and unfocused, you were worried about Eel, weren't you?"

"So, do you want to cooperate?"

Qiu Shiyue's words drilled into her ears.

Blizzard gripped the fabric of her knees tightly with both hands. Qiu Shiyue keenly noticed her movement and saw her turn to look at her: "So what do you want?"

Qiu Shiyue was taken aback at first, then covered her mouth and said:

"Give me the lion's share for a few days, five days, no, three days will do, three days will do."

Da Tou doesn't like her simply because he doesn't understand her inner qualities. Give her a chance, and Da Tou will see her good qualities.

Blizzard looked her up and down a few times, his lips twitched, and he turned his face away.

Two minutes later, Shatou won the first game with an absolute advantage of 11 to 2. After Blizzard applauded, he said hello to Qiu Shiyue.

"Watch the game first, then we'll talk when we get back."

"Okay." Qiu Shiyue readily agreed and turned to look at the arena.

Her lips went from a wildly upturned smile to a limp, drooping expression in just a minute.

The two on stage, dressed in vibrant red, looked as bright as the sun and displayed perfect chemistry.

When you raise your hand, he knows it's time to leave the stage.

He strode forward, and she knew she had to fill the gap.

The left and right hands together form a complete "person," making the battle incredibly smooth.

After Sasha won the second game 11-5 with a powerful forehand smash, Qiu Shiyue couldn't sit still and wanted to leave.

Blizzard wouldn't miss a scene that could upset her, so they warmly invited her to sit down and watch it together.

"Don't rush off, we haven't discussed the specific details yet."

Qiu Shiyue posed a profound question: "Aren't you sad?"

Blizzard quickly replied, "I almost want to cry."

Sasha is so outstanding; how could that big-headed person be so lucky?

Qiu Shiyue looked displeased, unable to understand how she could be so magnanimous, but she still sat down.

In the third game, Hayata and Zhang Ben on the opposing team began to struggle.

After losing a point in the opening game, the player will try again in the next game to win back the lost point and score successfully.

In the following games, the two players played smoothly, with both offense and defense, and immediately won the next game after losing a point.

The opposing team kept the score close, calling a timeout when it reached 7-6. After the timeout, Da Tou scored directly with a serve, igniting the atmosphere in the arena.

Various colorful banners fluttered in the audience seats, and Qiu Shiyue glanced at Blizzard again.

She stared intently at the stage, shouting when Big Head scored and even louder when Sasha scored.

Qiu Shiyue couldn't understand her. Was it because she was a good actress, or because she was broad-minded?

When the score was 8-7, Hayata hit a forehand shot to the middle, and Da Tou instinctively swung his arm to hit it. Zhang Ben failed to receive it, and Da Tou's morale soared to unprecedented heights, his touch was off the charts.

As the saying goes, a moment of brilliance lasts only three seconds. On the crucial 9-7 scoreline, Da Tou made a mistake.

He looked down at the camera, then raised his hand and slapped his face.

Then they made another mistake.

The score is 9:8.

Blizzard clenched his fists, looking extremely nervous.

Game start.

Zhang Ben unleashed a fast, wide-angle attack, and Sasha, despite being out of position, returned the ball to the table with her forehand. She's truly fierce.

Da Tou's mentality was not affected. He moved quickly and even though his forehand return was deformed, he still managed to get the ball over the net smoothly. Zhang Ben squatted down to the lowest point but still couldn't reach the ball. He was secretly heartbroken while squatting down.

Sasha clenched her fist at him.

Big Head gave her a thumbs up.

Every shot on the court is the result of tens of thousands of swings off the court, forming muscle memory and solidifying the foundation to save the ball from danger.

10-8, match point and championship point, the last ball, Hayata went out of bounds, and we won!

Big Head shouted excitedly, and didn't forget to turn back to find Sasha, pull her into his arms, and the two embraced.

From playing as a minor to an adult, from nothing to something, they've come a long way, from the 17 Asian Championships, National Championships, Youth Olympic Games, to today's World Table Tennis Championships in Houston. Step by step, they've paved a flowery path to the championship.