Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Eel: "I think you could compile a complete list of Chinese idioms."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The blizzard emitted a barbell-like laugh near the eel's ear.

Eel picked at her ear. "Which organ is making that sound?" She took out her phone and pointed it at Blizzard's mouth. "Laugh again and I'll record it and let them hear if it sounds like someone's goose has run away."

Blizzard tightened his backpack, ready to unleash his power, when a notification popped up on Eel's phone.

"Newcomers bullying newcomers, unknown players making a big fuss over nothing."

"Who is this talking about?" Blizzard saw it at a glance and clicked on it immediately. "Let me see whose gossip this is—my goodness, am I acting like a big shot? Do I even have any cards to play?"

Which unscrupulous public account is making fun of her?

The fish inside is so big, there's nothing left to write about?

This article extensively quoted a blogger's pictures, text, and videos, prompting Blizzard to quickly search for "Little Fish Bubble" on their phones and play the most popular one directly.

The car is coming.

Even after the car arrived at the hotel, Blizzard could still hear the man's indignant voice on his phone.

This is the latest video, posted five minutes ago.

"...I really can't believe that someone who has only participated in a few competitions already has fans. Is it because making money from fans is too easy for you? You've lost your way?"

"It must have been tough for that girl all by herself. She came all this way to find you, and you even pointed your finger at her in public. Although it affected you a little, she wasn't even there when you lost. So, being bad is being bad, so stop making excuses!"

Upon arriving at the hotel, Blizzard listened to the sounds through Bluetooth headphones and followed Eel inside.

There were fans waiting outside, but she wasn't among them.

She was so engrossed in the video that she didn't look up; only the eel was waving to everyone.

Eel swiped his card to enter the room, followed closely by Blizzard.

"What are you looking at so seriously?"

Sasha was eating potato chips when she saw the two of them come in. Blizzard didn't even look up as she entered, put down her backpack, and sat down without even checking if it was a chair.

Sasha screamed, "Ah! You almost sat on my instant noodles!"

Blizzard quickly got up, shifted his position, and sat back down on the bed.

"Oh no, you haven't showered or changed your clothes yet, you're not allowed to sit!"

The eel screamed and dragged Blizzard off his bed, leaving his clothes half-undone and hanging around his neck.

Blizzard finally looked up: "I feel like I'm living with two screaming chickens."

Sasha asked the eel, "What's wrong with her?"

The eel sighed and showed her Blizzard's palm.

……

Inside the bathroom, the eel was taking a bath behind the frosted glass, Blizzard was washing his blood-stained hands at the sink, and Sasha was leaning against the door frame, occasionally feeding Blizzard a couple of potato chips.

"You really let your fans come to Hong Kong to watch your match?"

Blizzard chuckled wryly: "If Qiu Shiyue is considered my fan, do you think I can boss her around? Besides, she's more like a hater."

Sasha nodded: "When did she run away from the team?"

Blizzard doesn't know.

Anyway, Qiu Shiyue always manages to slip away through some loopholes. When the coach finds out, he punishes her with a written apology and running laps. That's really the worst punishment he can give her.

Why?

Because I need to control the situation as much as possible, Qiu Shiyue's departure must be related to you.

Suddenly, a loud noise startled Blizzard, and Sasha by the door also trembled, dropping several potato chips and feeling extremely distressed.

Quickly pick it up and stuff it into Blizzard's mouth.

When a person is on the phone or focused on doing something, they will accept anything you offer them.

Blizzard didn't pay attention to Sasha's scolding for being so easily startled; she only responded to Da Biao's words in her mind, and casually chewed up the potato chips and swallowed them.

- Let me give you an example, like sneaking out. If she really gets kicked out by the coach for sneaking out, does that mean my mission failed?

【Yes】

- So if I orchestrated her sneaking out, and then the coach kicked her out of the national team, would that count as me succeeding?

Theoretically, yes, but the determination depends on the specific circumstances.

Blizzard understood; she had a great idea.

-Then I can lure her into committing a serious crime, such as murder or arson, which is an unforgivable offense. If the coach doesn't expel her, the law will strip her of her political rights.

[There's a risk; she might be kicked out. But if you don't want anyone to know, don't do it in the first place. You're staying here until the Paris Olympics. Are you confident that the world's "hat uncle" won't be able to find you during this time? Also, to protect herself, it's very likely that Qian Qiu Shiyue won't implicate you and drag you down with her.]

That makes sense.

Sigh, it seems like we can only wait for Qiu Shiyue to make a mistake, and then let the mistake snowball until it finally explodes.

-How about I take a gamble? Do you have any explosives in your blind box? I might as well just take Qiu Shiyue down with me, so she won't keep disgusting me all the time.

[Whichever method you choose to kill her, aren't you afraid of affecting those around you? A member of the national women's stunt team is either illegally possessing weapons or has a murder charge. What about national security? Besides, you're a public figure.]

"No, I've already transmigrated into the book, why are you being so serious? Can't you just turn a blind eye?"

If you weren't so meticulous, why did you remove the autographs that were placed with them? Wasn't it just out of fear of something happening?

Blizzard remained silent.

Then he came to his senses.

The eel, having finished its bath and steaming hot, was being rocked by Sasha from side to side.

Sasha: "What do you mean by 'transmigration into a book'? What do you mean by 'meticulous'?"

Eel: "Are you going to turn a blind eye to this little fish bubble?"

"Nothing, oh, what?"

Eel held her phone close to Blizzard and saw that two minutes after they entered the room, "Little Fish Bubble" had updated another video of her "indifferently" passing by fans.

The caption reads: "She's definitely a big star, she didn't even look at us! She was exhausted like an eel, but she still greeted us with a smile. What kind of people like her?!"

Blizzard: "..."

Anyway, everything she does is wrong.

My past life was ordinary, but in this life I'm experiencing what it's like to be noticed.

Although it's cyberbullying.

The comments on "Little Fish Bubble's" videos are all one-sided, with some posts being simply unbearable to read.

Fearing she might overreact, Eel quickly took the phone away.

"Let's not watch anymore. You were so angry just now that you didn't react for so long. We were all scared."

I'm a little frustrated, but not scared.

"Quickly check the release time. If I go down now, will I be able to find her in time?"

The eel checked the time; seven minutes had passed, and the distance was less than 100 meters.

"Do you want to go down? Do you want us to come with you?"

Blizzard shook his head, put on a hat and mask, changed out of his team uniform, put on a regular jacket, and took the elevator downstairs.

Because athletes frequently return to the hotel, there are also fans at the entrance.

If you want to find fans, you have to infiltrate their ranks.

She slowly took out Sasha's support banner from her pocket.