Transmigrating into a Book: Beating Up the Little Tyrant Today

"Did your friends also ask you to buy things for them?"

"No, I gave them my contact information, and they bought it themselves."

That is not bad.

Aunt Qian knows those people aren't her, so she probably won't do anything funny.

*

Sasha was called away by her boss. Blizzard didn't want to eat alone in the cafeteria, so she went out, ate a bowl of noodles, and then strolled back.

Even with a breeze, the August nights aren't very cool. Today, it's foggy, the sky looks like it's been covered up, and it's not bright at all at six o'clock.

The bowl of noodles was a bit too much, but she didn't want to waste it, so she ate it all and then took a longer walk to aid digestion.

It's fine if it's not popular.

If the Three Musketeers were strolling around like this, they would have been chased by people asking for autographs long ago.

She suddenly remembered her only fan. She had been busy lately and hadn't logged into her alternate account. As soon as she logged in, the "ding ding ding" sound kept ringing in her ears.

When all the messages popped up, Blizzard saw that the girl named Xiaomei, who had a "violent aesthetic", had sent her 99+ messages.

She clicked on it and browsed through it casually. It was mostly edited videos of women's table tennis, and even more of them were videos edited by Xiao Mei herself.

It must have been tough on her; she doesn't have many highlight moments in competitions, yet she still managed to edit so much.

Before Blizzard could finish reading the message, Mei sent another one.

"You've already read it?!"

Blizzard replied: "So you live here now, right?"

"Oh dear, there are so few like-minded people, I can't find anyone to share with. I want to talk to you, but I can't find you. What are you doing? You're so busy."

Blizzard can distinguish between curiosity and malice.

Xiao Mei was just curious; she didn't want to pry into her life.

"I?"

Blizzard has given this issue a lot of thought.

What does she do?

Protect Sasha, kick away Qiu Shiyue, save Da Tou's racket, and incidentally complete the unfinished sports journey.

The traffic light in front of Blizzard turned green and then red again before she finally looked down and typed: "I'm just a brick, I'll be moved wherever I'm needed."

After replying to the message, she looked up and saw that the pedestrian light still had more than sixty seconds left. She then turned around and took a less lit road back to the stadium.

Xiao Mei was still chattering away, sharing all sorts of videos with her.

This is the first time Blizzard has seen itself through the eyes of others.

At the airport, she thoughtfully protected Xiaozao from being filmed in the face by malicious cameras. When Eel dropped something, she patiently waited for her. When Sasha was carrying a lot of things but her shoelaces came undone, she would squat down without hesitation to tie them for her.

She is simply unbelievably beautiful.

She doesn't remember any of these things.

"This, this passionate young man and this kind and sunny girl..."

Is it really me?

"You also think she's very beautiful, right?"

Xiao Mei tirelessly promoted Blizzard, saying, "Her kindness isn't something she deliberately shows off. As you can see, she doesn't have many fans, and even fewer people take pictures of her. When traveling in groups, if someone takes pictures of Ding Ning and Xiao Zao, she always tries to stay to the side. When Da Meng is signing autographs for others, she proactively helps with their luggage."

"She did these things not because she was in front of the camera."

“Look at the picture of her tying Sasha’s shoelaces. It’s in the parking lot at dawn. She squatted down so naturally. It’s definitely not the first time she’s done this.”

Blizzard was a little embarrassed and his heart was pounding.

This is my first time being an "idol," and I never imagined that being scrutinized by fans for every detail would feel like this.

I instinctively wanted to type "thank you," but then quickly deleted it.

"Things that are easy to do don't need to be exaggerated or praised."

Her words, spoken from her own perspective, angered Xiaomei.

"Last time, I thought you asked me to send a lot of Blizzard photos. I thought that even if you liked Sasha, you wouldn't look down on Blizzard. But how could you say that?" She sent the photos very quickly, which shows how fast she typed.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. I will say no more. Thank you for the autograph you requested. Three autographs represent three wishes. Contact me again if you need anything. Goodbye."

She came quickly and left quickly.

Blizzard smiled helplessly, wondering what was going on.

She replied, "Sorry, I didn't mean anything by it," logged out of the account, and put her phone away.

I glanced at my watch and continued walking, but unexpectedly I saw an old acquaintance.

On the side of a residential building, Aunt Qian was wearing a mask and looking down. The person in front of her was blocked from seeing by the protruding wall.

Is it Qiu Shiyue?

That can't be right. They don't usually meet in the lounge, so why would they come here?

Blizzard struggled for a long time between staying and leaving.

Aunt Qian is no longer the Aunt Qian who used to share delicious food with them and take care of them in every way.

"One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near Qiu Shiyue gets stained black." Now, Aunt Qian's appearance seems to have changed.

If she's really plotting something, it's good to know more.

She looked down at her phone casually, while listening intently to what was happening on the other end.

"...You have money to stay in a hotel, but not money to give me living expenses?" It was a boy's voice.

Blizzard put its ears away.

She wasn't interested in Aunt Qian's private affairs, so she didn't continue walking. There was a small alley nearby, so she went in.

The road was a bit narrow, and a boy wearing a baseball cap was standing at the entrance of the alley, leaning against the wall.

"Excuse me."

The boy paused for two seconds before turning to the side.

After returning to the sports headquarters, Blizzard's stomach finally felt less full. She went back to her dormitory to grab her bag and headed straight to the stadium.

From the moment I entered until I put my things down, my eyes were constantly searching.

"Looking for Sasha?" Big Head asked, leaning closer.

"She hasn't come back yet?"

"She's back." Big Head pointed to a pool table. "She was just here."

Blizzard glanced around again and spotted Qiu Shiyue. She was about to serve when she noticed Blizzard's gaze, rolled her eyes, and served the ball.

Qiu Shiyue is here.

Blizzard hurriedly called Sasha, her phone ringing in her small white bag. She was about to go out to look for her when Sasha came out of the bathroom after taking only two steps.

"Where are you going before you've even practiced?"

Blizzard turned around and saw that Sasha was alright, and without realizing it, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The two returned to the pool table side by side to begin warming up.

"Qiu Shiyue is looking for you?" Blizzard asked.

"How did you know?" Sasha asked curiously. Hadn't she just come back from outside? "Did you plant a camera on me?"

“I’d like to.” Blizzard gestured for her to look at Qiu Shiyue.

When Sasha looked over, Qiu Shiyue quickly looked away.

"Look at her expression, she seems to be looking forward to us having a fight."

Sasha said, "When I came over alone just now, Qiu Shiyue was really happy and even said she wanted to practice with me."

"What??"

Blizzard, who had been pressing down on his leg, suddenly jumped up. "I just went out to get some noodles, and she's trying to steal my girlfriend?"

She calmed down a bit. Sasha was only warming up now, so she definitely hadn't fought her yet. Blizzard sat down again.

"She didn't say anything more?"

"No."

That's it?

This isn't like her. Shouldn't she be taking advantage of my absence to sow discord between Sasha and her?

……

After practicing singles for two hours, Sasha and Datou started practicing mixed doubles.

In the short time it took Blizzard to take a sip of water, nine out of ten seconds were spent on Qiu Shiyue.

For eight seconds, Qiu Shiyue was normal. In the last second, when Blizzard was about to look away, she caught a glimpse of the broken look in Qiu Shiyue's eyes as she looked at Da Tou.

...Big Head's good days are over.

After training, Da Tou slowly packed up all his things back at the dorm. The gym was already empty.

He turned off the light and went out, glancing down at the time, when a dark shadow appeared in front of him.

"Brother Tou, how have you been without me by your side while you were away competing?"

It is Qiu Shiyue.

Big Head rolled his eyes. "I'm as happy as if it were New Year's Day."