After lunch, Ouyang Shuo received a call from Song Jia.
"Woodsy, the Battle of Zhuolu, will you participate?"
"Of course!" Ouyang Shuo proudly said. In front of Song Jia, Ouyang Shuo always felt relaxed. he says what is on his mind without any fear and without the need to hold back. Just like a child, showing off his achievements and everything to Song Jia.
"Hmph, smug!" Song Jia said helplessly against Ouyang Shuo's childish acts. Yet not knowing why every time Ouyang Shuo showed off to her, she could see as if the quiet little boy back in high school who always studied in the corner of the classroom had time-traveled and appeared right in front of her again. She felt a pleasant and gracious feeling lurking in her heart.
"Your brother's Tianshuang Village, has it been upgraded to grade 1 town yet?"
