Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

No wonder Qiu Shiyue reacted so strongly just now; it turns out I touched a nerve.

"For this reason, the coach didn't punish her or say much, which can be considered as being considerate of her."

Eel nudged Blizzard, "Now it's your turn to tell me, how do you know Gao Yuan told me?"

Blizzard: "I'm only slightly nearsighted, but not blind. You two have been talking head to head for so long, if I can't see anything, I'm doomed."

I see.

The eel took a sip of water. "Want to play a round?"

"Row."

Sasha stretched her arms and legs as Blizzard moved around, and looked this way.

"Let's play a game," Blizzard said.

Sasha, who was at the table next to them, stopped practicing her serve and called out to Da Tou, who was passing by, "Da Tou, let's play a game."

"Row."

Big Head put down the towel and walked to the other side of the slouch table.

"Hey, let's just play together, so we don't take up an extra table. Sasha and Big Head can play, and Eel, we'll play on the same side."

"So we're playing mixed doubles? And you're a guy?" Eel asked with a laugh.

“Okay,” Blizzard chuckled, “but Xin-ge knows more about hermaphroditism than I do.”

As Xu Xin bent down to pick up the ball, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He looked up and around. The four people at Sasha's table were laughing heartily at him, which puzzled him.

Four people play one game, and whoever gets 11 points first wins.

Sasha serves.

Although it was a friendly match, she didn't just go through the motions. After a high toss, she hit the ball, and the eel, positioned close to the table, successfully caught it and hit it back.

Big Head took over, spiked the ball, and Blizzard couldn't catch it.

This is Blizzard's first time facing Big Head. Even when they usually face each other, it's just training with male players to improve their strength.

Whether it was watching him on TV before or his daily training now, nothing made Blizzard realize Big Head's strength as much as this ball.

The ball spun rapidly towards her, and although she caught it, she had no chance to control its direction and it bounced straight towards the ceiling.

Now she'd seen it for herself; even though she didn't catch the ball, she still yelled, "Good shot!"

Big Head: "It's good that you didn't catch the ball."

"I'm praising you, can't you tell?"

“I could tell,” Big Head grinned slyly, “I just wanted you to say it again.”

Blizzard: "..."

Big Head's ball skills are obvious to all. She's not just loafing around at Blizzard. Although she and Eel don't have a high level of teamwork, Blizzard still managed to take three points from the other side when they were both playing their own game and trying to catch each other's balls.

The tacit understanding between Sha Tou and the others was evident from this moment on, which surprised them as well.

The last ball, served by the eel.

The four of them stared intently at the small white ball, their nerves on edge as it rose into the air.

The ball went over the net, Sasha gave it a light push, Blizzard caught it and hit it diagonally, Big Head's long legs covered two miles in one stride, and he hit the ball over.

Eel quickly defended, but Sasha had already anticipated the ball's position and was in position waiting. When the ball came, she intended to spike it, but she didn't have the opportunity, so she temporarily changed her posture and caught the ball over the net.

Each ball is shorter than the last.

Sasha changed her posture at the last minute, and used even less force, just hoping to get over the net.

This is bad news for Blizzard.

Even if she included the length of her hair, she could only watch the ball bounce and tumble away in front of her hand.

The eel patted her shoulder. "It's okay, I did my best."

Blizzard felt only relief.

"If I were a man, I could call you my sister right now."

She got up and rubbed her lower abdomen.

The eel seemed to have discovered a new continent, and reached out to flick her little belly.

"Yours is comparable to Sasha's. Did you two steal the pig's fish food? It looks so thin in recent photos."

Blizzard slapped her hand away: "These are all my treasures."

Sasha chimed in, "That's right!"

Then he explained, "After more than a month of getting along, the two of them have stopped fighting and have a very good relationship. Pig is thin because when we feed it, it always lets Pearl eat first, making it a true gentleman fish."

"Exactly. It's obvious you didn't watch my video carefully." Blizzard accused Eel of being perfunctory.

The eel raised its hands, "I was wrong, I will punish myself, I will go back and read the whole feeding diary and take notes."

Blizzard: "Forget about the notes, the chicken legs for dinner are ours."

Eel wasn't stingy; she was just curious how two people would split a chicken leg.

Blizzard: "Of course we can't give you any more. I'm telling you to shamelessly ask for two more."

eel:"……"

Sasha and Blizzard left excitedly, shouting that they would eat the cafeteria out of business tonight, leaving Eel alone with a long face.

She looked at the guy wiping his sweat and said, "We both lost, but it feels like I'm the only one being punished?"

Big Head chuckled, "Their eight hundred hollow tricks are perfect for dealing with you."

At dinner that evening, Eel kept his promise and gave his chicken leg to Blizzard.

Blizzard didn't want it.

“You need to eat too, to replenish your strength and nutrition. I’m telling you to go and get two—remember to ask Aunt Qian.”

The eel felt a little embarrassed, but nodded anyway. It returned less than a minute later. "Aunt Qian isn't here."

"Huh? Not here?"

She had discussed it with Aunt Qian three days ago. Knowing that Aunt Qian was good at making braised food, she would buy some as snacks, which would also be another way to increase Aunt Qian's income.

She's relying on her parents now, so directly giving them money isn't reliable, and Aunt Qian wouldn't want it.

"Then I'll go find another window." As Eel was about to leave, Blizzard called after her.

“The aunties all know you and know how much you eat. It’s strange that you ordered one chicken leg and then asked for two more.”

The eel laughed angrily: "You knew that, yet you still encouraged me to go. You were just teasing me, weren't you?"

She sat down angrily.

Blizzard didn't answer, but instead called Aunt Qian.

Before the call could be connected, Aunt Qian's friend, Aunt Li, placed a lunchbox on their table.

"Aunt Qian went out on something. She asked me to give you the braised chicken legs. Auntie has to go now."

Blizzard waved and thanked her, but the call still didn't go through.

She put down her phone, opened the lunchbox, and inside, besides chicken legs, were various vegetarian dishes neatly arranged in disposable containers: dried tofu, lotus root, potatoes, kelp, and everything else.

But she only forced the money for Aunt Qian's chicken legs onto her. Even if it exceeded the market price, she couldn't buy that much stuff.

Looking at the overflowing bag, the eel said, "When did you move? I didn't see you move, and these chicken legs just appeared by themselves."

"Eat first."

Blizzard seemed preoccupied, feeling uneasy but unable to pinpoint why.

Sasha's eyes lit up as she ate it. It was savory and delicious, perfect with rice or as a snack. It was really good.

There was too much food, and Blizzard wasn't in the mood to eat it, nor could he finish it, so he took a few boxes and put them on the table behind him.

Little Fatty installed a food radar and immediately smelled the aroma. He opened all the boxes, pushed them to the middle, and ate with everyone, praising the food highly.

While eating, I was thinking, "If this stuff were added to an egg pancake, wouldn't the flavor be even richer?"

He acted on his idea immediately, carrying a box of vegetarian food with him.

"You should eat less of this and eat more rice; you're still growing."

Big Head asked, "Then why are you carrying it around?"

"Me? I'm old, it's fine for me to eat more."

"...You're only three years older than me."