The Sea-Watching Mode of Old Store Street

Upon hearing Tom's name, Huangmao was surprised and exclaimed, "What? Tom? You mean that little rascal Tom? No way!"

Liu Lian carefully scrutinized Huangmao's expression and speculated, "Do you know Tom?"

"He's tall, thin, looks malnourished, and has a penchant for handicrafts. He's a tough guy with a kind heart. I hope the Tom you know isn't the one I'm talking about. But with a unique name like that, I doubt there's another one," Huangmao explained.

Pointing at Huangmao, Liu Lian exclaimed, "Brother Hao... Ouyang Haotian... Oh my... You're the good friend of An Ge mentioned by Tom, Ouyang Haotian?"

Everyone stared at Ouyang Haotian as if he were an alien, leaving him bewildered. "You... all heard about... me... from that guy?"

All nodded in unison.

Slapping his forehead, Ouyang Haotian muttered, "That jerk! Why didn't those ants just bite him to death while he was asleep?"