Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Qiu Shiyue was helpless and could only eat a whole steamed bun with tears in her eyes. There were no pickled vegetables, only the fragrant smell of the toilet.

She regretted not appreciating the small plate of pickled vegetables that had been placed in front of her.

She cried, but her mouth was stuffed with steamed buns, so she couldn't count on anyone to save her.

Blizzard just watched her eat, finally venting his anger at having to write a self-criticism.

After she finished stuffing her mouth with the steamed bun, she patted the crumbs off her hands and turned to leave.

Hopefully, she will remember this lesson.

She had just left when she heard retching sounds coming from the toilet.

……

When Blizzard returned to the training facility, everyone was practicing in an orderly manner.

Ten minutes later, Qiu Shiyue came out of the bathroom, glaring angrily at the blizzard.

She wished her gaze were a knife, piercing the blizzard with countless holes.

As noon approached, everyone was starving and didn't have much energy left to play ball.

Ma Rong proposed a bet: "Xu Xin, let's play one game, just one game, one game to decide the winner. Whoever loses the ball first has to give the other their chicken leg for lunch and also admit that they are a woman."

Can Xu Xin refuse to fight?

This is a war wagered on gender and chicken legs!

The two players served, aiming for stability rather than excitement.

They went back and forth, neither giving an inch, running all over the place trying to catch the ball.

In the end, neither of them was willing to admit defeat first, so someone even brought them a stool to sit on and continue fighting.

The two fought so fiercely that the onlookers were covered in cobwebs, and they still hadn't decided who was the winner.

Liu Xiaozao checked the time. "It's twelve o'clock. I'm not watching anymore. Let's go eat."

Blizzard nodded. "Eating is more interesting than watching them play ball. I think there's braised pork today."

"What, braised pork?"

The two players turned their heads at the same time, and in that instant, the ball landed on the ground. It was unclear whether Xu Xin missed the table or Ma Rong failed to catch it.

"How does this count?"

Zhang Jike looked at Liu Xiaozao, and Liu Xiaozao looked at the blizzard.

Just as she was about to suggest it was a draw and they could play again next time, she heard Qiu Shiyue clapping. "Easy! Give me all the chicken legs, you two can play women's doubles now!"

Blizzard: "You're a real genius!"

Liu Xiaozao tapped Blizzard's forehead with her finger: "Children shouldn't use foul language."

Blizzard: "Swearing makes you feel better."

"...soliciting nonsense."

Blizzard chuckled.

Ma Rong and Xu Xin agreed to play again next time, and after putting away their rackets, they went to the cafeteria for lunch.

Qiu Shiyue squeezed between the two and even tried to hold their hands.

They weren't used to it, so they didn't hold hands.

Ma Rong said, "Holding hands makes us look too much like Long's dad and Xin's mom, I won't hold hands."

Xu Xin: "Why are you the dad and I the mom? No way, Dragon Mom, Xin Dad!"

The two bickered as they headed to the cafeteria to begin the second round of their competition, seeing who could grab a chicken leg first.

They chased each other, and the two long legs quickly left the short-legged Qiu Shiyue behind.

When she arrived, they had already formed a circle and were eating together.

Qiu Shiyue carried the tray with a wronged expression, but they had filled the table, so she could only sit on the chair next to them.

Seeing that they were chatting and laughing without including her, Qiu Shiyue deliberately spilled her yogurt and then tugged at Zhang Jike's sleeve:

"Brother Ji Ke, do you think I'm stupid?"

"cough cough"

Blizzard choked on its own saliva.

Liu Xiaozao: "What's wrong with you?"

Blizzard and Qiu Shiyue said, "I feel like you're two pigs, because one pig isn't enough to describe how stupid you are."

"How dare you call me stupid?!"

Qiu Shiyue spoke before finishing her rice, and rice grains flew all over Ma Rong's face.

He wiped his face. "You food-spitting warrior, aren't I far from you? You can still affect me from this distance."

-

Blizzard and Qiu Shiyue are still too young, and many of the exercise equipment used in physical training are simply not suitable for them.

Teacher Lin focused more on their running endurance, core strength, and ball training.

The two were of similar age, making them perfect sparring partners.

After an afternoon, Blizzard could barely lift his right arm.

Qiu Shiyue, who frequently uses the excuse of needing to pee to sneak off to the toilet to slack off, is in much better condition because she spends half an hour in the toilet each time.

So when it was time to eat dinner, Blizzard was so tired that he didn't even want to pick up chopsticks and ate with a spoon, while Qiu Shiyue still had the energy to carry her plate around trying to get close to people.

Qiu Shiyue came to Zhang Yining's side:

"Sister Yi Ning, I like you so much! I've always been your idol."

"?"

"No, no, I mean you've always idolized me."

"..."

She left Zhang Yining speechless, still unaware of what she had said wrong.

She carried the plate to Chen Meng and said, "Sister Chen Meng, although you are older than me, you joined the team a little later than me, so in a way, I am your senior."

Chen Meng, who had just joined the team at the age of sixteen, was still quite naive. When she joked, "Then I will learn from my little sister... my senior sister."

This phrase, "Junior Sister," greatly pleased Qiu Shiyue.

If someone politely jokes with her, she gets all cocky.

"Haha, that sounds really nice. Could you please take my tray to the recycling area for me later? Thanks, I'll look after you from now on!"

When Chen Meng saw that she was leaving, she actually left the plate behind.

After silently finishing her meal, Chen Meng was about to pick up Qiu Shiyue's plate when Blizzard pulled her back.

"I come."

If Chen Meng isn't allowed to take it, she'll definitely feel bad about it.

So Blizzard said she would come.

After Chen Meng left, Blizzard wouldn't give her the package; it would just leave it there.

The cafeteria requires diners to take their trays with them after eating and put them in the recycling cart at the entrance. The aunties wipe the tables so that the next person can sit down and eat, which greatly increases the efficiency of table turnover.

Qiu Shiyue is so lazy that she even treats people differently based on their status.

Why doesn't she dare to order the Great Demon King around?

Because she was afraid of being scolded.

Sure enough, for the next month, Qiu Shiyue would target Chen Meng for food every time they ate.

She sat with the male team members while eating, trying her best to show off her cuteness. When she was almost finished eating, she ran to Chen Meng's side and left her plate for her.

Every time Blizzard told Chen Meng she would come and get it, she never did.

That morning, after Xu Xin finished eating, he suddenly saw Liu Guoliang at the door.

"Coach, why are you so late for dinner? There's nothing left."

"Leave me alone."

After finishing her meal, Qiu Shiyue didn't even bother to say thank you to Chen Meng; she just wiped her mouth and left.

He had only been out for a short while when Liu Guoliang caught him red-handed.

"Qiu Shiyue, come here!"

When he shouted that in public, everyone looked over.

Qiu Shiyue asked, confused, "Coach, did you call me?"

"After you finish eating, please take your plates to the food cart by the door. It's such a short walk, can't you just take your plates?"

"You have myasthenia gravis?"

"If you don't take it, I won't take it, and everyone breaks the rules, what's the point of having those rules and regulations?"

"We only have a short time for meals, so we need to be efficient and shorten everything as much as possible to focus on training. If no one takes a tray, where will the next person sit to eat?"

"Today, lift 100 light dumbbells each in the morning and afternoon, and see if you can still lift a plate!"

Qiu Shiyue argued, "It wasn't the coach, it was Chen Meng who flattered me. She said she'd get it for me, look—"