Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

Qiu Shiyue calmed herself down and met Aunt Qian's unnatural gaze, not having time to dwell on the strange look on her face:

"Don't go back to your hometown. Find a hotel to stay in and go to Chengdu with them on the 23rd. During training, try to sneak in and do something underhanded. I'll continue to play the good boy in Beijing."

"I really didn't expect that they could still go to the Asian Games warm-up matches after losing. It makes me so angry. Now I want them to be so proud that they can't even get onto the stage for the warm-up matches!"

Aunt Qian was just happy, but now she has a long face.

Isn't this equivalent to asking her to run for mayor of Beijing?

She's just a cook, why make things difficult for her?

But she didn't dare admit she had no ideas. "Didn't you say this was just a warm-up match? It shouldn't be that important, right? Or should I wait until the official match to go?"

Her thought was to stall for time as long as possible.

Maybe she'll have the same good luck in the official match as last time, and lose without even lifting a finger.

There's no need to offend anyone, and Qiu Shiyue won't get angry.

Luck is limited; it's just a warm-up match, so it's best not to waste it.

To her surprise, Qiu Shiyue's face immediately darkened: "I've already given you a Chinese knot that I made myself, what else are you dissatisfied with? You can't even grant this small request?"

Aunt Qian sighed deeply.

Qiu Shiyue's tone left no room for doubt: "Now that we've succeeded once, we should keep up the good work. Whether it's a warm-up match or an official competition, it would be great if they didn't win even once."

Aunt Qian stammered, "It's just that I haven't been working and have no income..."

Qiu Shiyue frowned. Was this guy trying to play the poor card?

"Your lack of income is your problem. The decision to suspend your work was made by your superiors. What does it have to do with me? You wouldn't expect a minor like me to spend money on you, would you?"

Aunt Qian couldn't say a word.

After stating her demands, Qiu Shiyue didn't waste a second and took a taxi back to the General Administration of Sport.

There were two seats left on the bus, and there was no intention to let Aunt Qian sit with her.

Aunt Qian didn't dare go back to her hometown, so she clutched the Chinese knot and went to the bus stop.

She had just booked a room near the headquarters when the headquarters made its decision regarding her employment.

Aunt Li called her, her voice filled with excitement: "You can come back to work now! Are you at your hometown right now? Hurry up and buy a ticket, tell me your arrival time in advance, and I'll take two hours off to pick you up at the train station."

Aunt Qian was about to agree, but then remembered that Qiu Shiyue hadn't agreed yet, so she made an excuse to hang up and immediately called Qiu Shiyue.

"Am I more important than your work? Huh? Why don't you prioritize?"

Aunt Qian got anxious: "But if I refuse to go to work and they stop letting me do it, then I still won't be able to help you, will I?"

Qiu Shiyue fell silent.

We need to think long-term. If Aunt Qian doesn't come back this time, she probably won't be able to come back at all. There are still many important matches to come, so wouldn't that be a loss?

She paused for a moment, then said, "I knew you wouldn't want to give up your job. I'm still not that important to you. Never mind, go to work and don't worry about me."

He hung up the phone immediately after saying that, giving Aunt Qian no chance to explain.

Aunt Qian was afraid that Qiu Shiyue would be angry, so she typed a long text message with a lot of typos before sending it to her.

Qiu Shiyue deleted it without even looking at it.

What if someone finds her phone and tries to connect her with Aunt Qian? She's not being heartless, she's just being careful.

Aunt Qian repacked her luggage and prepared to return to the stadium.

When we got to the front desk, the young woman refused to give us a refund.

She just wasn't one to argue with people, so she silently pulled her luggage back to her room.

It's fine if they don't give her a refund. When Aunt Li asks her why she came so quickly and whether she didn't go home, she won't know how to answer.

Stay here for one night, and go back the next day; it'll feel like you've just returned from your hometown.

She lay on the soft bed, unable to fall asleep.

I don't know if it's because the room rate is too high or what, but I feel very depressed.

She went downstairs for some fresh air.

This isn't abroad; she knows the area well and won't get lost.

Here were familiar things, familiar scenery, and familiar...people.

Suddenly, she caught sight of a person with a backpack looking around at the intersection ahead. She immediately stopped and turned back the way she came.

She finally caught her breath after swiping her room card and entering the room.

After my emotions calmed down, I didn't know why I had to hide.

Close your eyes in pain.

-

Before the main force departed for Chengdu, they stayed overnight in Beijing.

Sasha was a little disappointed to find that the pearl hadn't formed yet.

But she quickly comforted herself.

"I know you didn't have children so you could see me win."

She slammed her hand on the tank, shouting, "Wait for me!"

Pearl was so frightened that she ran around wildly, bumping into the pig's belly several times.

Sasha pointed at the pig fiercely: "Be careful, don't bump into it. Pearl is a key protected object now."

Pig: Me? Hit it?

*

In her hotel room in Chengdu, Sasha lay on the bed, legs crossed, looking at the paper in her hand.

There were two words written on the paper.

Have a baby soon.

She sighed.

"Sigh, Pearl didn't even ask me to win quickly, but I'm asking her to give birth quickly. Am I going too far?"

Blizzard brushes his teeth in the bathroom and spits out the foam.

"If she asks you for something, are you afraid?"

Sasha chuckled, "I'm scared."

"Is the competition starting tomorrow? I'm a little nervous."

"Yeah, it would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous."

Blizzard rinsed his mouth, wiped it, and walked out of the bathroom.

"Then be more nervous tonight, and be more nervous tomorrow, then you won't be nervous tomorrow."

"Makes sense."

*

Before the match started, reporters were conducting interviews on the sidelines.

The reporter asked Sasha, "What are your goals?"

"Mixed doubles?"

After the reporter responded, Sasha said, "Then we can definitely compete for the championship."

The same question was posed to the main person:

"It's a challenge for me, as it's my first time participating in such a large-scale sports event. I hope I can shoulder this responsibility for the Chinese table tennis team."

Reporter: "Okay, thank you."

Afterwards, the two of them exchanged a few words.

After hearing Da Tou's answer, Sasha nodded in agreement, "Well said, you can do both of our interviews next time."

Big Head: "...Give me a compliment and then wait for me here, okay?"

Sasha chuckled and took the opportunity to run away, not giving Big Head a chance to refuse.

While he was adjusting the camera, he was caught by reporters again.

She was racking her brains for an official answer when the reporter asked, "Why did he (Da Tou) start pinching your cheeks?"

"He probably thinks it's funny, he keeps pinching my cheeks."

Sasha lowered her head to adjust the settings, but didn't forget to make a promise in front of the camera: "We said that if we play for the championship, I'll let him pinch me again."

The reporter chuckled softly.

The moment Sasha looked up, she saw another person involved behind the reporter. As Sasha looked over, the other person looked down and took out their phone to type.

Immediately afterwards, her phone rang.

Big Head: "Fishing Sasha, you keep your word."

I feel the timeline in the text is too slow right now; I'll speed it up a little later (??e?? ) )