Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

[For those who read it early, if you were reading the sweet romance chapter 188, please go back and read it again, because the sweet romance chapter was being investigated, and I have edited the chapter...]

“We’re working on it.” Sasha reached out and patted Blizzard’s injured shoulder. “But your wish seems to be really difficult to achieve.”

"Back then you said you hoped everyone would be healthy, and I said that was too easy. I was strong and healthy then, and I really didn't think health was a problem."

Sasha massaged her for a while longer and asked, "What were you thinking when you peeled off the kinesiology tape on the day of the finals?"

She was looking at her shoulder, and Blizzard was looking at her drooping, fan-shaped eyelashes. "I want your name to be forever enshrined on the Geist Cup."

Because I don't know when the system will erase my existence.

It can erase the traces of my existence, but it cannot cover up my past glory.

I will try my best to survive until the 23 Durban World Table Tennis Championships, so that my name and yours can be engraved in the long history of table tennis.

"The next World Table Tennis Championships is in 23 years, that's still a long way off. Why are you so confident in me?" Sasha said. "But I will give it my all!"

Blizzard pinched her earlobe. When you like someone, you can't help but want to touch them; that's called physical attraction.

Body language doesn't lie. Seeing her Crayon Shin-chan-like profile, I couldn't help but reach out and rub it. "Your eyes and profile are so round, like a ping-pong fairy reincarnated."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Blizzard etched her smiling face into his memory. "I remember all your wishes. I can't help you with anything else, but I'm very good at dealing with scoundrels. You can run all you want, and I'll take care of tripping up those bastards."

Sasha said, "I want to run with you, but don't stop and leave me to cross the finish line alone."

"it is good."

Even Blizzard themselves don't believe this word.

Sasha put on her headphones and eye mask to catch up on some sleep. She was about to take a nap when she noticed that the phone screen on the lap of the man sitting to her right had been sitting still for a long time. She tentatively called out, "Brother Tou."

He didn't turn around immediately, but he had clearly heard it.

In the past, if he had heard the two of them talking, he would have turned around and joined in the discussion, laughing and joking.

I didn't expect them to be so silent this time.

Big Head didn't turn around, but shook the eye mask in his hand to indicate that he wanted to sleep too.

Blizzard watched his helpless figure disappear into the distance.

Houston's mixed doubles went well, but they had no results in singles.

The Houston World Table Tennis Championships marked his first appearance at the singles World Championships, where he lost 2-4 to Calson, ending his run in the quarterfinals.

How could I not be sad after not winning a singles championship for 800 days?

Blizzard picked up her phone, wanting to send him a message to comfort him, but didn't know what to say.

In my mind, I summoned the great change I hadn't contacted in a long time.

"I have an idea that goes against the traditions of my ancestors, please help me."

Let's discuss.

"Give me a one-yuan coin from 22."

[This is truly going against the natural order; it's only December 21st, 2021!]

"Take a look and see if it works, and whether you have enough points to redeem it."

You have pitifully few points. If you have a little, you could use it to redeem food for Sasha. If you really want more, I'll have to force you to use it.

"You said before that you could force the host to make three choices. I don't have any points but I want coins. Can I use that to force it?"

【Yes】

"Change it."

Her palms suddenly felt warm, and she quickly clenched her fists and poked Big Head.

"Guess what year the coin in my hand is from, and I'll give it to you if you guess right."

He lifted the blindfold, tilted his head to look at her fist, and then put the blindfold back on.

Blizzard emphasized, "It was the year you regained the men's singles title."

Da Tou thought about the sentence structure for a moment, and realized that she was not referring to the time when she had won the men's singles championship, but rather the time when she "regained" it. He then took off his blindfold and turned to look at her.

"Today is the last day of 21, and I'm still on a plane. Tell me, where did this champion come from?"

Blizzard said, "Take a look."

Big Head reached out and took the coin. It was shiny and the number 2022 looked brand new, as if it had just been rubbed.

He held it in his hand, looking at it with a puzzled expression: "You ground down the last '1' and carved the '2' instead?"

"Shouldn't your focus be on the idea that the Macau Championship is coming up soon, which means you have a good chance of winning at that time?"

He stopped sleeping and kept examining the coin. "Amazing, I can use this to play games with others now."

"...Give it back to me." It's a waste of her worry about him not being in good shape.

Big Head chuckled and patted the chubby boy next to him: "Wake up and guess what year this coin is from. If you guess wrong, give me two hundred; if you guess right, give me one hundred."

Little Fatty stared blankly, "You could have easily picked my pocket while I was sleeping, but you woke me up and robbed me in a seemingly civilized way—do I look that easy to fool?"

-

It was quite late when I landed. Before going to bed, I logged into Blizzard's official Douyin account and received many more private messages than before.

She couldn't reply to everyone equally, so she didn't dare click on the links and just scrolled down, seeing many messages of encouragement for her.

I scrolled down to the bottom and finally found the account "Violent Aesthetics." I had sent her a message a long time ago to cheer her on and to always support her. Because I wasn't following her, she could only post one message.

Blizzard clicked into the homepage and found that Xiao Mei had been following him since before she had achieved any results. She also went to the Houston World Table Tennis Championships and posted a lot of her photos.

Blizzard replied to her private message: "Thank you for your support, I will continue to work hard."

Unexpectedly, the other party read it instantly, and it kept showing that the other party was typing.

After using the restroom, Xiaomei returned the message.

"Ahhhhh, you actually saw me! I was editing your video. I thought you were having delusions from staying up all night. But I knew staying up late would bring you rewards!"

Blizzard chuckled, "Get some rest, there's no rush."

"Okay, okay, go to sleep early, Happy New Year."

Xiao Mei was very excited, but dared not say much. She restrained her emotions and did not write a long message. She was already very happy to receive the message.

Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Happy New Year! I'm really happy, but I still want to ask, my last message was sent several years ago. Why did you choose to reply this year? I'm really not accusing you, just purely curious. It's okay if you don't answer; I'm already very happy. I will always love you!"

After following Mei back, Blizzard was about to go to sleep when he saw her message. He thought for a moment, then sat up and replied.

"I wouldn't dare reply unless I win a championship at least once."