Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

"We're in the same regiment, I can't let you down."

"It's not that bad," Da Meng joked with a laugh. "You yourself are a big asset."

"You flatter me, Sister Meng is the one who is truly formidable."

“You two have had enough,” Sasha couldn’t stand it anymore. “Save the mutual flattery for when you’re in front of the camera. What are you going to say if you say it now?”

Blizzard raised an eyebrow and said, "Of course they fought during the interview; we've always been at odds."

“Exactly,” Da Meng chimed in, “They’re always bickering behind the scenes.”

"Can't you two be a little more composed like me?"

Blizzard and Dream simultaneously looked Sasha up and down, and said in unison, "What hair on your body is associated with composure?"

"Fake friendship, fake friendship," Sasha sighed.

Tomorrow is the mixed doubles semifinals, and since Blizzard is out of business, it's only natural that he'll become Sasha's sparring partner.

Even Sasha, who usually takes training and playing ball very seriously, wouldn't act like this, barely exchanging more than a few words with Blizzard even while drinking water and wiping away sweat.

Blizzard looked at Sasha with a complicated expression, but Sasha's eyes were only on the ball, not on her.

She regained her composure.

Back in the dorm that night, Sasha remained silent. After washing up, she lay down but didn't greet Blizzard with her usual cheerful "goodnight."

Blizzard stared at the ceiling, while the words from Qiu Shiyue's text message floated in mid-air, darting back and forth.

She didn't want to look, so she closed her eyes.

"You really fell asleep like that?"

Just as she closed her eyes, Sasha spoke up. "Aren't you going to say anything to me?"

Blizzard briefly opened its eyes, then closed them again.

Good luck in tomorrow's game.

Sasha didn't say anything more.

After a while, Blizzard heard the sound of someone turning over next door. After waiting for a while, she slowly turned her head to look.

Sasha was curled up on her side, facing her, her head buried in the blanket. Blizzard knew she was really going to sleep, so she turned her head away.

*

In the mixed doubles semi-final, we didn't have an advantage at the start, trailing 6-11, and our opponents were full of confidence.

At the start of the second game, Sasha served with a low stance, her eyes sharp, tossing the ball and hitting!

Push the ball over the net at a shallow angle without adding spin. When the opponent hits it back, I unleash a powerful, wide-angled topspin shot, full of momentum.

They chased point by point, while the opposing team defended point by point.

Shatou relentlessly pursued him, while the person opposite her was drenched in cold sweat.

How come the opponent's disadvantage only lasts for one game?

In the second game, Sha Tou won by two points, and her opponent became wary. In the third game, she launched a strong attack and suddenly became very fast, widening the score gap little by little. The score was 11:3, and the opponent won.

They breathed a sigh of relief.

In the fourth game, Sasha and Datou changed their tactics, not letting go of any scoring point and focusing only on the small white ball. They also won the game by 2 points.

The opponent tried to replicate the turnaround in the third game, but found that they couldn't shake Sha's head at all.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Shatou won the match 4-2 and advanced to the final, where they faced Yuanman.

The two won the first game 11-6, and then won the next two games in a row, but the process was not as easy as the overall score of 3-0 seemed.

The fourth game was also the decisive game, and the score was very close. Yuanman knew that if he lost this game, he would have no chance.

They came on strong, and after Sasha lost points one after another, she repeatedly wiped her racket, muttering to herself.

Big Head quickly came over, switched the racket to his right hand, patted Sasha on the shoulder, and comforted her, "It's okay, it's okay."

This gave her tremendous encouragement.

The two comforted and relied on each other, winning the deciding game 14-12 and securing victory.

Sasha excitedly clenched her fist and shouted. Da Tou threw down his racket, spread his arms, and jumped for joy towards the audience. He then turned around and walked towards Sasha.

The two embraced for the first time after the race, and their bib numbers 1002 and 2001, which had been side by side, became parallel.

*

"The competition is over, everyone's on the bus, so you don't have to worry about me saying anything that might affect my performance now, right?"

On the bus, Sasha looked down at the blizzard beside her. "I know you're not asleep."

Blizzard slowly opened his eyes and handed over the phone.

Sasha turned on her phone, and the text message filled the screen.

Sender: Qiu Shiyue.

She reads quickly, but that doesn't prevent her from understanding the meaning.

"I don't believe you were instigated by her to use the 2nd and 3rd Regiments as punching bags when you fought them. It must have been for something else, right?"

“You understand me.” Blizzard took the phone and put it in his pocket. “I don’t know why Qiu Shiyue thinks a few lines of text can sow discord, but she’s right about one thing. You debuted as a double champion, while my only championship was in women’s doubles with you.”

“You’ve grown too fast, I’m almost falling behind you. I’m eager to prove myself,” Blizzard chuckled self-deprecatingly, “though I haven’t really proven myself much.”

Sasha put her hand on her leg and said, "Let time prove that you have your own wings and don't need me to carry you."

"Thank you."

Blizzard said, "I'm touched—if only your hands weren't so ruthless."

She was wearing shorts, and Sasha's hand, which had been resting on her lap to comfort her, was now sliding up and down.

The lewd actions paired with the baby face somehow don't seem so vulgar.

Blizzard is helpless

Only she could do that.

*

Back in Beijing, they immediately began intensive training in preparation for the Jakarta Asian Games.

Qiu Shiyue's reputation has improved considerably during this period.

The coach also spoke highly of her.

Blizzard paid a little attention to her.

Qiu Shiyue's current state is just like everyone else's daily routine: training on time, after training, and extra training.

Because she was difficult to manage at first, she became a "good child" in the coach's eyes after she became more disciplined.

They are already "good kids," so they need to put in double the effort to become "good kids."

What's wrong with this world?

Sunday afternoon shouldn't have been a day off, but considering everyone had just returned and worked hard, we still gave them half a day off.

The holiday was short, and I didn't have enough time to go home. I ended up staying in my dorm watching game videos, and then going to the stadium after dinner.

"It's been so long since I've had any duck products, why didn't you buy any?" Sasha opened the video call and realized that something was missing from her hand.

“Oh, she quit,” Blizzard said.

Aunt Qian did not refuse.

Her trips to and from South Korea were quite expensive, and Qiu Shiyue couldn't possibly give her money. Her savings were dwindling, and she desperately needed this extra income. Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked her friend Tiantian if she wanted to buy anything as soon as she returned to the team.

Tian Tian contacted Blizzard before the competition specifically for this matter.

"I had my friends take the last batch I bought. They all said the portion was generous and the taste was great, and they even shared it with others. Aunt Qian has been getting a lot of orders lately."

"I called you last time to ask about this, but I didn't because you were competing. It's not that important anyway—these are things my friend sent me. Do you think these are worth fifty yuan?"

Blizzard opened several pictures sent by a friend.

I knew at first glance that this was definitely not something that could be bought for fifty yuan.

If one is taken by mistake, it's impossible for every single one to be taken by mistake.

There is only one possibility.

Aunt Qian knew it was her who made the purchase.

Seeing that Blizzard hadn't replied, Tian Tian asked, "Since she's got such a generous portion now, and you're back, do you want me to place an order for you?"

"Tian Tian, ​​you don't need to buy them for me anymore."

I'm afraid she might put something in there.