Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

She didn't dare say much, afraid that Qiu Shiyue would discover her secret identity.

When I checked again less than five minutes later, I found that the comment had been deleted.

Controlling online comments is Qiu Shiyue's forte; why would she delete comments if she felt no guilty?

Sasa bought a bag of coffee, but Blizzard doesn't drink coffee, so Sasa didn't buy any for her, and Blizzard didn't go to pick it up.

Qiu Shiyue turned her back to them, and Sasha didn't force the money; she had learned her lesson.

Big Head looked at Sasa's coffees thoughtfully: "Why did you buy so many coffees?"

Sasa replied crisply, "I wanted to buy you a cup, but who knew you already had one."

Big Head, holding his coffee, said, "Keep your voice down a bit, you're asking for a beating."

There was another person watching the show next to them, grinning widely.

When Qiu Shiyue returned, she was sullen, but no one paid attention to her. She had insisted on coming along to put on a sad scene; no one had forced her to come.

Back in Beijing, the weather was getting colder.

Qiu Shiyue looked unwell and kept wearing a mask.

When she was feeling down, Blizzard wanted to annoy her: "Take off your mask!"

Qiu Shiyue glanced at Blizzard warily. "What?"

"Aren't you going to take a couple of breaths of smog for the people of Beijing?!"

Blizzard received a cold shoulder in return.

She watched with amusement as Qiu Shiyue dragged her luggage away, while Blizzard, carrying just a bag, easily caught up with her: "You're not going on stage, why are you bringing so many clothes?"

"Leave me alone."

"Hehe." Blizzard said cheekily, "Didn't you say you make a living based on your looks? Nice clothes won't help you. You just need to take off your mask, sit under the overpass, and you'll have money for food in no time."

"Aren't you annoying me?! Stop following me!"

Qiu Shiyue reached out to push Bao Xue away, but Bao Xue nimbly stepped back, and she missed.

"Don't take your anger out on me for not helping you with your luggage. It's not like I asked you to bring so much stuff."

Look at Qiu Shiyue, she has a schoolbag on her back, is pulling a big suitcase, and is carrying another thing in her other hand, all of which are burdens.

I brought her along to help, but she's the biggest problem.

When transferring trains at a destination, it depends on whether her luggage can fit in.

When she flew, her luggage exceeded the allowance, and she had to pay extra money for it herself, I don't know why.

She was sitting in the stands watching the game, and the cameras weren't even pointed at her; no one would care if she dressed up like a peacock.

Qiu Shiyue stomped her foot angrily, "I didn't provoke you, why did you provoke me?"

"Only officials are allowed to set fires, while ordinary people are forbidden to light lamps."

Qiu Shiyue turned and walked away quickly.

Blizzard didn't follow up.

Sasha caught up, and Blizzard casually took her bag. Sasha refused, but Blizzard, in his domineering CEO mode, said, "You have a shoulder injury, I'll carry it for you."

"fine--"

"Don't disobey me, you little thing."

Blizzard's gaze held three parts arrogance, three parts domineering, three parts pity, and one part unquestionable authority, which indeed intimidated Sasha. She stopped asking for her backpack back and said affectionately, "Is your brain blocked by spaghetti?"

Blizzard was taken aback, then suddenly became excited.

"That was the hardest pasta I've ever eaten, harder than my heart!"

Once the topic came up, Eel also swarmed over: "And that sausage with mashed potatoes, even if you add butter, milk, salt and so on to that mashed potatoes, no matter how many steps are involved, it's still just a lump of salty mashed potatoes with a slightly milky taste."

Sasha also started complaining, "That rice ball, the outside was burnt, but the rice inside was still undercooked."

Eel continued, "When that seafood noodle dish was served, I thought I was at a seafood market. It was all shells. My god, I carefully chose this place and still got a bad experience. The shrimp in the noodles even had poop inside them."

"Hahaha, luckily I can't eat seafood so I didn't order it that day, hahaha."

Big Head was definitely gloating this time.

The eel said, "But the fried seafood we ate at later was really good, and you missed out on it too."

"The desserts are really good. Even I, who don't like sweets, ate two pieces of tiramisu. Any place you go to will have delicious desserts, and they're all made to order."

Sasha nodded enthusiastically in agreement with Blizzard's words, "That handmade ice cream is delicious too!"

"Right, right...wait, that's not right." Blizzard realized, "Didn't I not buy you ice cream? How did you know it was delicious?"

Sasha realized she'd been tricked, and quickly called out to the air in front of her, "Wait for me!"

As Qiu Shiyue walked past Sasha, who was as swift as the wind, her gaze unconsciously fell on Sasha's back.

She was such a vibrant person.

Their excitement had nothing to do with her; Qiu Shiyue had lost count of how many times she had envied them.

I envy them for having common ground, tacit understanding, and mutual care.

Who cared about her? She had already started her period before she left. Everyone had hand warmers, even the boys, to warm their hands, but she didn't have any to warm her stomach.

She couldn't bring herself to ask Blizzard for money, so she turned her back on him. Why couldn't anyone see through her stubbornness and understand her heart?

After the Italian team finished their match, they went out for a stroll, but no one called her, so she could only stay in her room and sleep.

Everyone is targeting her.

……

Eel arrived at the dormitory first, greeted Blizzard, and then went inside.

When Blizzard returned to the dormitory, Sasha saw him come in, took her backpack and put it on the bed, and the two chatted.

"When I ran ahead of you just now, I think I saw that Qiu Shiyue didn't look too good."

"If she's not doing well, then I'm doing well."

"Get lost." Sasha saw right through Blizzard. "When Eel was living with Qiu Shiyue in Italy, he found sanitary napkins in the bathroom. If you're really that hard, why did you have Eel stuff hand warmers into Qiu Shiyue's bag?"

“I didn’t want her to be a burden to us. You see, she brought so much stuff when she went there, and she had to hold her stomach every few steps. I was afraid she would collapse and we would have to share her luggage when she came back.”

“That makes sense.” Sasha thought Blizzard had a point. “So I put it in too.”

"what?"

Sasha: "When we go out to play, we don't invite her because we're worried she's not feeling well. If we take her, when we eat ice cream or something, should we buy it for her or not?"

As expected, those who live in the same dormitory think alike.

The two lowered their heads and silently packed their things.

Finally, when Blizzard turned around to call out to Sasha, he saw Sasha looking up at him at the same time.

This unspoken understanding made Sasha chuckle twice, then her smile faded.

"Don't you think I'm being weak, considering how much she hurt me? But I can't bear to see girls suffering because of their periods."

As Sasha spoke, she kept glancing at Blizzard's expression, afraid that he would accuse her of being a pushover.

Blizzard sighed: "Then, given how badly we usually get along, why would you think I'm being hypocritical by secretly giving her a hand warmer?"

Sasha shook her head: "A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions."

Blizzard said:

"So, you do your good deeds, she does her bad deeds, each according to their own circumstances."

"However, when it's time to be firm, don't be soft-hearted."