Looking around at the stunned expressions of surprise, Old Zhao gently huffed, his face brimming with pride. "You didn't believe me before, so why are you all acting like you've seen a ghost now?"
The group debated for a moment, and one person said, "Hey hey hey, Old Zhou, are you done yet? Lend me the binoculars."
"I haven't finished yet, wait a bit longer."
"What do you mean you haven't finished? I haven't even had a look yet, and you've been looking for so long," another person added, "It's my turn now."
"I want to have a look too."
Suddenly, the colleagues started arguing, purely because they hadn't brought binoculars, and there was only one pair in the entire travel group.
"Let me have my fill first, I want to look too."
This group of people actually started fighting over a pair of binoculars.
