Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

I was walking with Sasha to the venue after Blizzard's lunch break when I received a call from Qiu Shiyue, which was not surprising at all.

She answered the phone with one hand and had the other hand free to stroke Sasa's hair; it felt so good.

"I called you, but you didn't answer."

Qiu Shiyue was furious: "No, even if the porridge is hot and then cools down, it's still porridge, isn't it? Just take it with you, why are you asking so many questions? Cough cough cough."

"I was just worried about bringing the wrong thing. If I followed your instructions strictly, how could I have made a mistake?"

Blizzard sounded aggrieved, but Qiu Shiyue felt like she'd swallowed a fly.

If you say she doesn't help her teammates, she does ask them for help very seriously, but the problem is that she takes it too seriously.

"It's really something to ask you for a favor..."

Blizzard laughed heartily: "Don't worry if you need me to do something; there's nothing I can't mess up!"

Qiu Shiyue rubbed her temples.

I can't order takeout here, and I don't have the energy to go out to eat. It's really unbearable.

"Never mind, I'm hanging up—"

“Call me if you need anything,” Blizzard paused for a moment. “I can’t help with big things, and I’m unwilling to help with small things, but just remember, call me if you need anything!”

"Beep beep..."

The phone went dead.

Blizzard was in a good mood and put his phone in his pocket.

“When we were getting food, I really thought you were going to help her,” Sasha said.

Ever since Blizzard told her about the things on Qiu Shiyue's phone, she felt that Qiu Shiyue had warped values. Occasionally, when she felt sorry for her, the thought of these things would make her lose interest.

"Since I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well treat this as a game of monkey entertainment."

Sasha chuckled softly.

"My heart wasn't hard enough, which gave her the opportunity to trample on our sincerity."

"Remember the hand warmers we gave her in Italy? She didn't appreciate it at all, threw them in the trash, and even filmed it, scorning our hypocrisy and condemning our cheap concern. Sigh, really..."

“She blocked us from seeing her videos, but I managed to see them by sneaking into her fan group. That’s when I realized that a person’s kindness can only be shown to others. No matter how intelligent a monkey is or how well it can speak human language, it can never become a human.”

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Qiu Shiyue was starving, so she covered herself with the blanket and planned to go back to sleep, thinking that she wouldn't be hungry anymore once she fell asleep.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

She muttered irritably, not intending to open the door, but the knocking persisted.

Qiu Shiyue got out of bed, put on her slippers, opened the door, and found no one outside. There was a takeout box on the floor, still steaming.

It looks like a takeout box from the cafeteria.

She picked it up and saw that it was a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork.

There was also a sticky note with only a few words: "Eat something hot and get some rest."

Although there were only a few words, he recognized them as Brother Tou's handwriting, absolutely!

She jumped for joy, but fearing she might spill the porridge, she closed the door, placed the porridge on the table, and clasped her hands together in utmost devotion, muttering something under her breath.

I untied the lid, took a sip, and was moved to tears.

"I felt it, I felt your love."

She sent a photo to Da Tou, but it showed that she had been blocked.

what happened?

Qiu Shiyue bit her nails and thought for a long time. She realized that her brother was just stubborn but soft-hearted. She stopped being sad and happily started eating.

Blizzard saw that Big Head had just finished bench pressing, and Sasha handed her a bottle of water.

She drank her water and walked towards Big Head.

"You seemed quite relaxed this afternoon. Do you think Qiu Shiyue would give up bothering you?"

"I've blocked him."

After adjusting his breathing, Da Tou got up from the machine, picked up the cup, and took a few sips.

"It's because I've been too worried and given her too much face that she keeps harassing me. If there's anything, I ask her to email me to avoid direct contact."

Blizzard said, "You can't treat someone like her too much like a normal person. Normal people have a sense of propriety and shame, but she has no shame, no sense of boundaries, and no sense of proportion. She's just unbelievable."

“Oh, by the way,” Blizzard said, screwing the bottle cap back on, “on your way to the venue after lunch break, I saw someone stop you. You signed an autograph for her. So, are fans allowed in now?”

"Are you face-blind?" Big Head said. "You can't recognize Aunt Qian from the cafeteria if she's not wearing a uniform and apron? She asked me to write a few words for her, not an autograph."

She must have mistaken it for a fan.

"You still carry paper and pen with you? I use my phone to take notes. I haven't written anything in a long time, except for writing self-criticisms."

Big Head: "Just wait until your limbs degenerate."

After he finished speaking and was about to leave, Blizzard suddenly remembered something.

"Can I tear off two sheets of your paper? Just write something useless on them."

Big Head looked at her suspiciously for a moment, then picked up his backpack, found his notebook, looked at it, and tore off two or three used pages to give to Blizzard.

"What, you want to collect my calligraphy?"

Blizzard folded the paper: "I'd like to keep your confidence as a keepsake, so I can use it when I'm feeling cowardly."

Sasha came over to call Blizzard for training.

"Ok."

Blizzard turned around, and Sasha saw the paper in her hand and her eyes lit up: "Oh, this thickness is just right."

Sasha took the small paper square that Blizzard had just folded, "Our table is finally no longer crooked."

Big Head: "...You took this just to prop up the corner of the table?"

"correct."

Sasha's voice was crisp: "Blizzard said my handwriting is worth collecting, and they won't let us use my notebook."

"..."

The world where only the big head is injured has been achieved.

He picked up his phone and deliberately exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my god, the cardboard box sent me a message!"

Sasha: "What's wrong?"

Big Head looked at Blizzard and said, "Cardboard Box said that Blizzard's heart is too biased, it's all gone to his own country."

Blizzard didn't punch him, but answered very seriously: "I'm afraid I won't be able to get through security and board the plane."

"Why?" This time it was Big Brother's turn to ask.

Blizzard feigned shyness. "Because Sasha lives in my heart, it'll be overweight."

Sasha's eyes sparkled: "You love me so much!"

Big Head: "You're so pretentious."

Inner monologue: Thank goodness you're not a guy, you're too good at this!

Qiu Shiyue came to train on the afternoon of the second day.

The coach earnestly advised her to go back and rest, and if it really didn't work out, she could be allowed to go home on leave.

Qiu Shiyue felt that the coach cared about her a lot, and she was overjoyed, but she had to pretend to be strong, perfectly demonstrating what being pretentious really means:

"Cough cough, coach, I can cough cough, I can keep going, I don't want to cough cough miss training anymore cough cough."

Blizzard walked by and said, "Do you have a QQ number living in your throat?"

Qiu Shiyue glared at her.

Liu Guoliang said earnestly, "Colds and coughs are really contagious. With you here, I'm afraid you'll make a whole bunch of us sick."

As Liu Guoliang spoke, he took a mask out of his pocket, put it on, and took a step back.

"Master, you're so hurtful. Aren't I your own disciple?"

Liu Guoliang: "The watch."