Zhu Qianying assumed the little boy had a particular fondness for the red team, she twisted open a bottle of purified water on the table, downing more than half in one go. Then, she started cheering for the red team along with the little boy's rhythm and tune.
"Go red team! Go red team!"
The little boy who was hunched over the table, turned his head in surprise and looked at her, then gave her a thumbs up and resumed his shouting at the river.
"Go red team! Go red team!"
After all this shouting, Zhu Qianying felt her blood boiling with excitement. Her voice overlapping with the little boy's felt even louder than the cheering crowd by the riverbank.
Perhaps due to the combined cheers of Zhu Qianying and the little boy, the crowd on the riverbank chanting "Go red team!" gradually overpowered the "Go black team!" cheers.
