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He hadn't expected the piece to sound so good live, but it was even more pleasant than hearing a simulated scene on a computer.
The adapted wind instrument music looks very successful.
Yu Shou was conducting from above with great skill, and the first piece of music ended quickly.
Kitahara Hakuba's eyes swept around the music room, and he saw nothing but relief everywhere he looked. A moment later...
All the girls' eyes were on him.
"If this weren't for the judges of the competition, I think everyone's performance would have been passable."
His seemingly casual remark made all the members burst out laughing.
Chapter 216, Section 215: In that case, I will end it myself (4K) >>
Kitahara Hakuma clasped his hands together and laughed:
"Actually, those who know me know that I prefer story-telling pieces to technical ones. I hope everyone can feel all of this at all times and then translate it into music."
Members: "Yes!"
"This song is so erotic, which genius could possibly have translated it?!" Suzuki Yoshie couldn't help but complain.
Sakurako Yukawa said very frankly and without any guile:
"I think Eri played very well. I can only say that the oboe is indeed an oboe, it has a natural advantage in playing emotional pieces."
Eri Kanzaki pursed her lips, a barely perceptible groan escaping her throat, and suddenly glanced at Hakuba Kitahara.
Kitahara Hakuba subconsciously pretended not to notice and continued:
"But please rest assured, everyone's current level is definitely sufficient to handle the cultural festival."
“I still hope my skill level can be improved,” said Kaze Mizuno, who plays the clarinet.
Although Kitahara Hakuba was smiling, his words carried a suffocating pressure:
"If things get even better, I'll treat the songs for the cultural festival like a competition. Are you sure you can handle that?"
“Listen:” Mizuno Kase immediately shrugged and admitted defeat, “Never mind what I said, Kitahara-sensei, please continue.”
Kitahara Hakuba's gaze fell on the paper posted on the wall, which detailed basic practice methods and vocal part practice methods in great detail:
"But that doesn't mean I'll let my guard down. I'll still guide the performance of the pieces for the cultural festival, because I can't accept performances that are too bad."
Even those of you who aren't in the A section, please take this cultural festival seriously. It will be a valuable performance experience for you all.
"Because Kitahara-sensei is already deeply connected with us."
Sayaka Akamatsu said with a smile, and Hakuba Kitahara did not refute it.
She's right. People from other schools come in just to hear what makes the Shenxu Wind Ensemble qualified for the national competition, and how amazing their advisors really are.
If you don't play it well, it's like throwing mud in the face of their advisors.
Kitahara Hakuba picked up the sheet music from the table, his elbow peeking out slightly from under his shirt, and stroked his chin as he said:
"The climax was a bit chaotic; the French horns weren't playing in unison, the trombone glissando needs to be faster in the second half, and the tuba was too loud. Since we can't reduce the number of people, you'd better communicate and try to be a little quieter."
He quickly commented on and offered suggestions for the first piece of music. Familiar members already felt this was his routine, as his memory and hearing were extraordinary.
“Alright, let’s continue with the remaining two,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
He made steady progress on the remaining two pieces, and as before, Kitahara Hakuba gave him guidance after he finished playing them.
After the first round ended, Department B was eliminated from the First Music Classroom, and Department A resumed the tedious practice of the competition pieces.
The afternoon ensemble practice ended quickly, and Kitahara Hakuba took the saxophone section downstairs to the audiovisual classroom for special training.
After practicing her parts for an hour, Nagase Tsukiyo got up to leave.
"Nase-senpai, aren't you going to practice anymore?" Kuno Tachibana looked up at her.
"Hmm, I haven't finished today's exercises yet."
Kuno Tachibana raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of smugness and playfulness: "Third-year students must be really tired, but I'm fine."
Nagase Tsukiyo gave her a serene smile and said:
"If Junior Kuno has such strong abilities after only one year, the pressure she will face will only be less than mine after three years."
"::" Kuno Tachibana paused for a moment, then, realizing she was being overly friendly, pouted slightly and said, "I know that much."
"Then I'll take my leave."
Nagase Tsukiyo walked out of the section practice room carrying her instrument case.
Passing through the elevated walkway, a magnificent orange-red hue spreads across the sky, making the clouds appear like burning flames, while countless fragments of gold dance in the shade of the trees in the courtyard.
It's such a nice day. She thought that she hadn't given Kitahara-sensei a gift since the last time she had lobsters, so she thought it would be better to give him something another day.
Simply giving him money won't work, nor will giving him valuables; he definitely won't accept them.
It might be better to send food like last time, so we can eat together.
Thinking of this, a gentle smile appeared on Nagase Tsukiyo's face, and the light shining through the window gilded the girl's features with a soft golden edge.
"Moonlit night."
At that moment, a clear, cold voice transformed into a profound sound, sweeping towards her.
Nagase Tsukiyo stopped at the classroom door and found that her seat had already been taken, and the other person was giving her a scrutinizing look.
It was Saito Harukori; her long hair blended seamlessly with the sunset reflected on the floor.
Nagase Tsukiyo involuntarily gripped the handle of the instrument case, but still tried to remain calm as she stepped forward and said:
"What do you mean by this? If you want this table and chair set, I'll give it to you."
Saito Harutori raised her head and said solemnly:
“I heard from Kitahara-sensei that the three of you are going to Tokyo together.”
Nagase Tsukiyo's breathing slowed for a beat, but she quickly regained her composure, her delicate and aloof face remaining completely calm.
"So what? What's it to you?"
Saito Harutori frowned deeply and said in an unfriendly tone:
"Are you here to cause trouble?"
"Aren't you the one looking for trouble? This is my spot."
Nagase Tsukiyo stared at the charming and pretty girl before him without changing his expression and said...
"It's amazing that you would take the initiative to come and talk to me. You must have heard everything from Kitahara-sensei, right? It's about Eri and I going to Tokyo with him."
Saito Haruka gently bit her lower lip:
“He told me today, and I’m very angry.”
However, Nagase Tsukiyo smirked, flicked her long hair over her shoulder, and said in a teasing tone:
"How can you blame Kitahara-sensei? After all, you're two-faced, a habitual liar, and quite malicious, aren't you?"
The person I'm angry at is you.
Saito Haruka gripped her hand tighter, her gaze shifting downwards with alarm.
The setting sun's rays fell on her legs in the moonlight, faintly revealing the veins beneath her skin, almost as if she were gritting her teeth and saying:
"She kept it from me because she wanted to get closer to Kitahara-sensei."
"Yes, I kept it from you because I wanted to get closer to Kitahara-sensei, but so what?"
Nagase Tsukiyo's delicate face remained unchanged as she calmly said, "Our friendship has become like this because of Kitahara-sensei, hasn't it? If you want us to go back to the past..."
Be honest with us.
Suddenly, Saito Harutori slowly stood up, her thighs shimmering with the same luster as her hair, and her fair calves slid back in her chair with a jarring sound.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, her hands clenched into fists, and a resolute expression appeared on her beautiful face:
"In that case: I will end it myself."
Chapter 217, Section 216: Because of Qingniao, she looks very pitiful (4K)
Nagase Tsukiyo's pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingertips turned white from the force.
Although their relationship wasn't as clear as before, neither of them ever explicitly stated it.
"What do you mean? Do you want to break off our friendship?" An incredulous look appeared on her face.
Suddenly, Saito Haruka's gaze swept over Nagase Tsukiyo's shoulder, pierced through the gap in space, and noticed the girl outside.
Outside the classroom window, Eri Kanzaki stood like a still statue, quietly gazing into the classroom where light and shadow intertwined.
A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, yet it did not disturb the slightest bit her calm and profound expression. In her world,
Only a silent gaze remained.
She was both like an innocent child and a wise observer, a strange blend of indifference and endearing charm.
It's hard to look away.
Nagase Tsukiyo also noticed Saito Harutori's gaze, turned her head to look, her eyes widened slightly, and her soft lips parted:
Value Partner:
"Now, what should Haruno do?" Kanzaki Eri's slightly pursed lips revealed a faint sense of detachment.
Saito Haruka placed her right hand on her left arm, her beautiful brows furrowed as she said:
"Can we come in and talk?"
Eri Kanzaki shook her head, her hair swaying gently with the movement. Her pupils, faintly amber in the light, were neither focused nor evasive.
"Teacher Kitahara, what do you mean?"
Saito Harutori seemed unwilling to admit it, clenching her elbow tightly, and lowered her gaze helplessly as she said:
"He asked me to ask for your opinions."
Nagase Tsukiyo's lips remained pursed into a thin line, maintaining a haughty and aloof demeanor as she said: