At this time, at home.
Father Xia Chuanliu and mother Huang Lanxin also saw the scene of Xia Ping's victory. They were
so surprised that they almost jumped up from the sofa and were excited to the extreme.
"Haha, he won, my son won."
Xia Chuanliu was proud: "I didn't expect my son to win the high school fighting competition. Now I
want to see who can look down on me."
"Although I can't, my son can."
Huang Lanxin was also extremely happy: "Promising, my son is really promising." She knew how
high the value of this high school fighting competition was, and the champion of each session was
bound to be admitted to Yanhuang University.
There is no doubt that her son will have a promising future.
"By the way, I have to call my relatives and friends. If there are any happy things, we can share
them." Suddenly thinking of something, Xia Chuan showed a treacherous smile.