"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?"
Du Lingxuan spoke into a gold microphone with superb reception. It was a genuine gold microphone, something Eileen had dug out from a box.
Jiang Han and Yu Sitong sat together, watching Xuan Bao's laptop screen. Lines of fan comments from Rainy Night Club's commentary channel appeared across it:
"Holy shit, Xuan!"
"I can hear you, I can hear you! Xuan Bao called for me—she has me in her heart!"
"She's really here! Xuan, holy shit, Han! Fuck, Lin!"
"I knew Xuan Bao wouldn't miss commentating on this match, boohoo, she's so sweet, I'm crying to death."
"Watching a match without Xuan Bao's commentary is like petting a cat without petting Cat Han—your taste and refinement..."
Teacher Yu and Teacher Ji had also made an appearance. Though the comments calling them the [Three Wheelchair Heroes] caused a subtly unpleasant feeling, they went all out for the sake of their reputation.
It really did feel like a waste to watch a match without turning on the commentary, so they switched it on.
Besides, Xuan Bao had Commentary Plus. Might as well not let it go to waste.
"The Sapphire Cup finals, ahem... Teacher Ji, what do you think?"
Du Lingxuan clearly wore the expression of someone who wanted to slander Jie Bao to death, yet she put on airs, coughed twice, and invited someone else to speak. Truly, she was a pure, unadulterated bad brew.
Teacher Ji Haijun was utterly blunt. "Of course I'm backing our rising star, Bli—Alesha! Isn't Alesha a hundred times better than Jie Bao? Let me tell you, Angelite is already a blazing setting sun—the most beautiful afterglow, the finest sunset..."
Teacher Yu picked it up like they were performing a crosstalk routine. "...Angelite, your career has