Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

"Actually, let me tell you, don't be fooled by Sys's harmless appearance. She's actually very cunning."

"Most women's teams practice with other women, but she insists on practicing with the head coach. That's just too much."

"Also, Meng is getting old and should retire."

"Eel has never won a championship more than a few times, I don't know why we keep her around."

“What’s most infuriating is that Blizzard,” Qiu Shiyue said angrily. “She does nothing but target me all day long. She even stops Brother Tou from talking to me. It’s so infuriating.”

"Shut up, you're polluting the air," Fang Bo said bluntly.

“These are all true,” Qiu Shiyue said, still trying to convince Fang Bo to believe her.

Fang Bo didn't want to argue with her, so he turned on the back seat light.

"Why are you turning on the lights... You, it's all of you!"

Qiu Shiyue looked up at the lamp and realized that three pairs of eyes were staring at her from behind.

Thinking about how she had exaggerated her words, she couldn't help but swallow hard and moved forward a little, afraid of being beaten.

Sasha remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic. "You play against Datou because you're always clinging to him. Whenever there's a free player around, he'll pull them over to play with him first. It's not just me, but you only dare to slander me."

The eel's voice wasn't loud, but it was full of momentum: "When I won the championship, your IQ hadn't even been developed yet."

“Since Sister Meng isn’t here, I’ll speak for her.”

Blizzard stared intently at Qiu Shiyue.

"Your youth is an advantage in your eyes, but it's nothing to Sister Meng. No one is eighteen forever, and there will always be people who are eighteen. Even if you live to be eighteen three times, your achievements will not surpass theirs."

"Also, if Brother Tou tells you that Gunsuan wants to talk to you, then I have nothing to say."

“You’re eavesdropping on me!” Qiu Shiyue said.

Blizzard patted Fang Bo on the shoulder.

Fang Bo glanced at the rearview mirror, and at Blizzard's prompting, turned off the rear lights and unplugged the dashcam, saying he wanted to save electricity.

Qiu Shiyue felt a growing unease: "What are you trying to do? Are you planning to hit someone?"

The blizzard's voice rang out, "Are we attacking people?"

"No," Sasha replied cooperatively.

"I just wanted to teach that rabid dog that was biting people a lesson, does anyone have any objections?"

The three of them shook their heads.

well.

Blizzard was gearing up, and Fang Bo parked his car on the side of the road.

Eel unbuckled Qiu Shiyue's seatbelt, and Blizzard dragged Qiu Shiyue from the passenger seat to the back. The scene was then censored.

Blizzard warned, "Don't hit her face, pinch her inner thigh!"

Fang Bo silently got out of the car, squatted down in front of the tire of the car in front, and muttered, "Why is it flat?"

He glanced at the swaying car and secretly rejoiced that he had run fast; the inside of the car was truly brutal.

Knowing she was in the wrong, Qiu Shiyue swallowed her anger and returned to the gymnasium.

When I woke up the next day, the inside of my thighs was completely bruised.

She went to complain to the coach, who then called Blizzard and the others together.

There are witnesses all around Blizzard, proving that Blizzard never touched Qiu Shiyue.

Qiu Shiyue said her scars were still there, and Blizzard said, "You must have pinched yourself and framed us for it."

Qiu Shiyue was so angry that her blood rushed to her head, and she almost fainted because her vision went black, but she had no evidence.

The coach snorted coldly: "Always complaining, affecting internal harmony. Qiu Shiyue, go, 10,000 meters."

Qiu Shiyue went to run laps with a long face. Because her legs hurt, she could only run with her legs spread apart, her posture was strange, like a toad.

……

It's almost Chinese New Year, but they can't go home. Every day they wake up is training. Special days are also training days for them, nothing special.

Chen Meng learned that Qiu Shiyue had been told she was too old in the car, and she realized she had seen through Qiu Shiyue, so she stopped giving her a friendly look.

Everyone knows Qiu Shiyue has a sharp tongue, so no one wants to spar with her.

Da Tou already kept his distance from her, and now it's safe to say that if Qiu Shiyue is within a hundred meters of him, he'll immediately stay away.

However, he and Sasha are getting more and more in sync. Occasionally, when they feel like it, they team up for mixed doubles, and they have a great rhythm and play with great feeling.

The two began to communicate more and more, and even interacted on Weibo, which made Qiu Shiyue green with envy.

Sasha said to Big Head: I guess you weigh 200 pounds now?

Big Head replied: You're asking for a beating again, aren't you, Little Bean Bun?

Sasha: You idiot.

He had never spoken to her in such a familiar tone before.

In that instant, Qiu Shiyue wished she could steal Sys's account and take his place.

……

On New Year's Eve, the cafeteria prepared dumpling wrappers and fillings, inviting everyone to make dumplings together. The cafeteria's multimedia system played the Spring Festival Gala live, and everyone gathered together, which helped to dispel some of the loneliness of not being able to go home.

Sasha held the dumpling wrapper and helplessly stuffed an enormous filling inside.

The blizzard remained silent.

"Are you planning to use one bag to finish the whole pot?"

Sasha looked at the torn dumpling wrapper, then at Blizzard, and said, "Isn't this good? One is enough to fill you up."

Blizzard: "...Yeah, then why don't you just make meatballs?"

"Good idea." Sasha grinned, but her hands didn't stop; she was still going to wrap the filling inside.

I fiddled with it for five minutes, but I still couldn't wrap a single dumpling properly.

Blizzard sighed and took the things from her hands.

"Don't spill the filling, I want it this big."

She saw that Blizzard hadn't thrown away the filling; instead, it had pinched the two dumpling wrappers together, rolled out a large new dumpling wrapper, and stuffed Sasha's giant filling inside.

The chubby boy passing by hesitated, then said, "A normal bowl of dumplings holds eight or nine, but yours only holds one per bowl."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "If the coach makes me lose weight again, I can just say that I only need to eat one dumpling per meal."

Big Head, his hands covered in flour, awkwardly fiddled with the dumpling wrappers, completely lost. When he looked at them, a deafening silence fell over them.

"Blizzard, are you planning to apply for a Guinness World Record for the largest dumpling?"

"It's what I wanted to do, hehe." Sasha smiled as she took the large dumpling from Blizzard and set it aside.

Blizzard clapped its hands and started wrapping the dumplings again.

Sasha began to seriously learn from Blizzard how to make normal dumplings.

"Xue, why didn't you say I was being silly, and instead made me a new, bigger dumpling wrapper?" Sasha said a little embarrassedly. "I thought you would say I was wasting money."

Blizzard deftly pinched a decorative edge onto the dumpling and said casually, "I'll do whatever you want to do. If you can't finish it, I'll eat it. There won't be any waste."

Actually, Blizzard wanted to say something else.

Even if we can make dumplings together every year, we can only do it six more times.

If Qiu Shiyue had left the national team voluntarily within these six years, instead of because of Blizzard's efforts, she would never have had the chance to make dumplings with you again, in this life or the next.

Sasha covered her face in admiration, "You're so kind~"

She forgot she still had flour on her hands and smeared it all over her face.

Blizzard chuckled, "It's turned into a cat face."

Sasha tried to wipe it with her hands, but the more she wiped, the more it spread.

Big Head looked over, smiled helplessly, and handed her a piece of paper.

Sasha wiped away most of the flour, and the fine hairs on her face became clearer, covered in white flour, making her look like a glutinous rice ball.

Blizzard couldn't resist taking out his phone and snapping a picture of her.

Looking at the adorable Sasha, she really wanted to take a bite.

"How stupid, you got flour all over your face."

Blizzard's lips twitched; it was that annoying voice again.