Amidst the clamor of shouts, the rhythmic beating of drums, and the crackling of firecrackers, the air was thick with excitement.
As the race approached the halfway point, two dragon boats surged ahead, clearly leading the pack and becoming the favored contenders for victory.
However, amidst the fervent cheers, a disagreement erupted between the two boys, Su Li and Gao Ming, who had previously stood united in their support.
Su Li's voice cut through the cacophony, his enthusiasm unbridled. "It's obviously the No. 8 boat that has the best chance of winning! There's no way it can be No. 10!"
Gao Ming, equally fervent and unyielding, shot back, "No way! It's definitely No. 10 that's going to win. It's been the fastest since the start, and the crew's moves are way better than the others. No. 10 is the champion for sure!"
Their friendly rivalry had escalated into a full-blown argument, leaving Gu Zi and the others to watch in amused exasperation.