Swipe the mechanical pencil on the notebook and write down English words one after another.

The curve is like flowing, the straight line is brisk.

Kwai particularly likes the fluency of solving problems and the clarity of the brain.

After finishing the exam papers for the target university last year, she picked up the red reference book at hand and corrected the answers by herself.

The correct rate is pretty good. It is estimated that the deviation can be around 72.9.

I stretched my waist and prepared to rest for a while before correcting the error.

She used her right hand to prop up her chin tiredly, looking at the cyan sky outside the window in a daze, her eyes slumped, and she could see the playground of Kita Uji.

At noon, there were only a few boys from sports clubs on the playground, so they played basketball during the lunch break.

Kwai remembered herself, until she reached the third year of high school, she had been a member of the playing club.

In order to cope with the arduous entrance examination and not repeat the failure of the high school entrance examination, she disregarded the retention of school girl and friend Huang Qian Kumiko and chose to retire.

Kita Uji’s flute club is not worth mentioning.

Although it was once brilliant, it has long since become a third-rate club that can’t even get out of the Kyoto Tournament-this is before this spring.

Kui’s spare left hand, picked up the eraser, sandwiched it between the index finger and middle finger, rolling it unconsciously.

Outside the window, the sky and white clouds are drawn very similar, looking a bit like the body of a tenor saxophone.

Now, Kita Uji’s playing club has won the Kyoto Tournament and played miraculous sounds on the Kansai Tournament. Although in the end only won the bronze award of the National Tournament, it is already a topical club in school. .

Principal even praised them at the conference, and Kita Uji’s enrollment next year will be more popular because of them.

Obviously, I have been in the wind club for two years. If I persist in the third year…

Kwai’s movement of turning the rubber stopped and laughed at herself.

Impossible.

She is not the Vice-section Head—also the third-grade Asuka Tanaka—that is regarded as a special person by everyone.

Excellent appearance and excellent leadership ability. The bass playing is not at the level of a strong school. In the mock test, he squeezed into the top 30 in the country.

How could there be such a perfect person in the world…

Kwai thought of his mock test results, and there is still a certain distance from his target private university .

While taking care of club activities while studying hard at the same time, for an ordinary person like her, it is completely impossible.

Thinking about it for a while, stretched her arms upwards, Kwai is ready to continue studying.

At this moment, the peripheral light undoubtedly swept across the side of the playground, the path leading from the school gate to the school building, and the familiar silhouette came into view.

Kumiko?

What are you going to do there at noon?

Even if the competition is over, except for the third grade preparing for the entrance examination, the wind club should continue to practice.

Thinking about these insignificant issues, the two figures beside Kumiko attracted her attention.

In winter, Kita Uji, who wears a long-sleeved sailor suit, wears western school uniforms like sunflowers that attract bees.

I went to Nagoya to see Aoi who visited the national tournament and recognized these two people.

The unique genius of the oboe, the first high school conductor in the history of wind music tournament;

No. 1 and No. 2 in the national mock exam for the first year of high school;

Can be picky;

……

Countless advantages.

The special existence of Kita Uji, Asuka Tanaka, also seemed ordinary in front of the two.

At this time, why did they appear in Kita Uji?

******

Kumiko, carrying a gift, looked at the classmates around her with a wry smile.

There are males and females, upper grades and lower grades; in the distance, students keep leaning out of the windows of various classes.

That’s it! The key is…

“Watanabe, can you stop laughing.” Kumiko complained.

“I can’t help but smile when I see an old friend. On the contrary, it’s you, Kumiko, please tell me why I don’t see me who came to see you more than 400 kilometers away. Happy.”

“I am happy…but if you continue like this, after you leave, I will definitely be surrounded by the whole school!”

“That Is it your business? Please solve it yourself.”

“What did you say?” Kumiko said in disbelief.

“cracking a joke, don’t mind. In Kamikawa, I only dared to laugh at my girlfriend and Kiyano classmates, but for Kita Uji, I will only stay for a lunch break, so I can laugh casually regardless of the consequences. You Think about it, everyone is fascinated by me, but in a blink of an eye you never see me again, don’t you feel so young like this?”

“…I only feel that you are a character Very very bad.”

“Just say that someone with bad personality is the one with bad personality, right?”

“Yeah, yes.” Kumiko said weakly. Watanabe Toru said, giving up his plan to persuade him to stop laughing.

She looked towards Kiyano Rin, who was still panting, and was comforted: “Kiyano classmate, I will be in the music room soon, and I can rest soon!”

“… Thank you.” Kiyano Rin thanked him very hard.

“But how did you get this thing?” Watanabe Toru picked up the admission permit on his chest.

Kumiko proudly stood up a little bit of her chest: “Matsumoto Michie Teacher is the assistant consultant of the wind club and my head teacher. I said to her,’Invite you to come to the wind club to communicate.’ I agree.”

“The expression on that person was very severe, but after the match, she held the female Teacher who cried the student again?”

“Huh? How do you know?” Kumiko looked at Watanabe Toru in surprise.

“Of course I saw it. Wasn’t I there at the time?”

“Liar! How can humans have such a good memory!”

“Kiyano classmate, cheer up,” Watanabe Toru turned his head and looked towards Kiyano Rin, who was about to close his eyes in pain, “Some people say that the two of us are not human.”

“…Shut up. “Kiyano Rin finally couldn’t support it.

She extends the hand, gently grabbing Watanabe Toru’s sleeve, and transferring part of the gravity to him.

Watanabe Toru pulled the school uniform blazer that slid to his shoulders, and said to Kumiko, “Could you find a place to rest first?”

Kumiko looked at Kiyano worriedly and surprised Rin, didn’t expect someone so weak.

“Well—” She thought for a while, “It seems that the shoe cabinet is ok!”

The three walked into the school building, put on indoor shoes, and stopped at the vending machine.

From time to time, girls holding each other’s hands and them passed by. After walking away, they immediately whispered.

There are also boys who chase and fight each other, deliberately speaking loudly in front of Kiyano Rin.

“What do you want to drink?” Kumiko asked.

“Let me come.” Watanabe Toru took out the ten yen coins accumulated during this time, and put them one by one into the coin slot.

Kumiko knows that this guy is very rich, she has only 3000 yen a month, so she chooses to accept it.

Watanabe Toru first ordered strawberry milk for herself, then ordered hot tea for Kiyano Rin, and said to Kumiko, “I don’t know what you like to drink, order it yourself.”

“How embarrassing is this?” Kumiko had already placed his hand on the most expensive drink button.

I wanted to try it!

Even so, there is still a balance.

“Bring me another bottle of Rena.” Watanabe Toru unscrewed the cap of the hot tea and handed it to Kiyano Rin, who was resting with his eyes closed.

Kiyano Rin eyes opened, and I sipped it.

“If you say that, you will definitely be scolded by Rena later.” Kumiko bought Rena’s barley tea, “but there will be boys who like to drink strawberry milk.”

“In the process of learning, the body will want something sweet.” Watanabe Toru bit the straw and looked at Kita Uji’s environment.

The dark yellow tiles, the fluorescent lights neatly arranged on the ceiling, the open doors of the classroom.

In the corner of the corridor, there are stacked tables with graffiti, and chairs on the side.

A general public high school that seems to have no other characteristics except for the sailor suit.

“Why am I not in that situation?” Kumiko asked.

“It means you are not really studying.”

“Impossible!”

“Do I tell lies the first in the country? I just rely on Strawberry milk supplements sugar and keeps the brain active.”

“Oh.” Kiyano Rin sighed helplessly.

“What’s the matter?” Watanabe Toru immediately turned his head and asked concerned.

“Glucose that supplements the brain is made from starchy foods such as rice, bread, noodles, etc., which are transformed into humans within the body after digestion and absorption. I think you should improve more than your performance. It’s common sense.”

“You said I don’t have common sense?”

Kiyano Rin smiled kindly, confirming Watanabe Toru’s question.

Wattanabe Toru shrugged nonchalantly in the face of Kumiko’s piercing eyes of’how do you explain’.

He took a sip of milk and said: “I used to know everything about Chinese and Western, but since I have Dora A Rin, now I can only order anything.”

“But aren’t you number one in the country?” Kumiko reminded him kindly.

“What I hate most is to evaluate a person based on academic performance. It’s too narrow! People should live in a broader Heaven and Earth!”

“But if it is If you are the number one in the country, you should at least know that the sugar that your brain needs is through…”

“Kumiko.” Watanabe Toru patted Kumiko’s weak shoulder.

“Yes!” Kumiko thought to herself, this hand is too big.

Watanabe Toru, with a charming smile, said softly: “You must be unpopular, right?”

“en?” Kumiko blinked, “No… …”

She didn’t finish her words, and a scolding came from a distance.

“Stay away from Kumiko, pervert!”

Watanabe Toru took away his hand and put on a posture without doing anything, and said to Rena who came over staring:

“Long time no see, Sister Rena, I am a fan of your Tokyo, come to see you.”

“Go to hell!” Rena glanced at him fiercely. Looking at Kumiko with concern, “Kumiko, he didn’t do anything to you, right?”

“It’s not time yet.” Kumiko replied.

“Hello?!” Watanabe Toru defended in the sight of Rena who was about to kill, “You provoke the relationship between me and the idol, right?”

Happy Kumiko Laughed.

Everyone, do you know who the bad personality is?

“Kumiko, let’s go.” Rena grabbed Kumiko’s hand and said, “The noon ensemble practice is about to begin.”

“Wait a minute, Rena, I… ….” Unable to break free, Kumiko had to shout to Watanabe Toru and the two, “Hurry up!”

Watanabe Toru drank all the strawberry milk in one breath and threw it into the nearby trash can.

He took up Kiyano Rin’s shoulder bag and extended the hand to her: “Let’s go, Kiyano Eldest Young Lady who is weak and common-sense.”

Kiyano Rin stared dissatisfiedly. He glanced at him: “I still have the strength to stand up!”

“Can I take that bag by myself…”

Watanabe Toru said nothing After that, Kiyano Rin has stood up, her silky black hair swayed, and walked towards Kumiko and the others.

“What are you doing? Hurry up.”

“Kiyano classmate, I’m a boy with a girl’s bag, and it’s still a school like a place. It’s a bit… ….”

The four of them arrived in the music classroom.

“Everyone should know them, right?” Kumiko introduced Watanabe Toru to everyone. “This time it happens to be a school trip to Kyoto. I invite them to the club to communicate.”

After that, she said to the two of them: “Is it okay to introduce myself?”

Kiyano Rin nodded: “Hello everyone, I am Kiyano Rin. I work as a consultant and conductor in the Kamikawa High School’s wind club. Trumpet.”

Everyone applauded enthusiastically, discussing spiritedly.

“Look closer, she is so beautiful!”

“The figure is very good! The skirt is so long, you can see that the legs are very thin and long!”

“I seem to know how she became a consultant!”

The applause stopped, and everyone was quiet, looking at Watanabe Toru.

The CD of the national tournament, they have listened to countless times, watched it again and again, the sound of the oboe is still so incredible.

I asked the consultant Teacher, and the oboe, and got the answer, “It’s not a level that can be caught up with hard work.”

“Hello everyone, my instrument is the oboe, and my favorite food is Uji’s matcha, especially matcha ice and matcha…”

“Watanabe Toru Classmates.”

“Hmm, Watanabe Toru, please advise.” Watanabe Toru saluted all around nodded.

“Can Watanabe-san play the oboe on the spot?”

“Yes, yes, I am your super fan!”

The new second Grade Minister Yuko clapped his hands and said loudly, “Everyone, be quiet!”

When everyone calmed down, she said to Kiyano Rin and Watanabe Toru: “Can Kiyano direct us to practice the noon ensemble? Please!”

Kiyano Rin put his hand on his chin and thought about it: “It’s “Moon Dance”, right?”

Minister Yuko was excited and nodded: “Yes! Ours This is the free song!”

“Kiyano’s memory is so great, we are obviously only a bronze medal, but we actually remember the song we played.” Kumiko said in surprise.

“Don’t mention the bronze award, Kumiko.” Rena sighed.

“Huh?” Kumiko came back to his senses, glanced at the shameful expressions of the classmates around him, and quickly apologized.

In front of the National Gold Award, saying that my family’s club only won the Bronze Award, does not seem appropriate.

“Honestly,” Kiyano Rin glanced at them, “I am surprised that your level can enter the national tournament.”

“Um hmph!” Watanabe Toru issued A loud voice explained, “Our school can get the gold award. It depends on the strictness of Kiyano students. Everyone, please be prepared.”

“Yes!” Not only did everyone not mind, but also Looking at Kiyano Rin curiously.

Probably, holding a mentality of stealing the teacher?

Kiyano Rin glanced at Watanabe Toru, stepped up to the conductor position, and looked at the music score of “Moon Dance on Three Days”.

“Watanabe, will you come too?” Kumiko looked forward to it.

She also seemed to hear the incredible tone again.

“I never refuse a friend’s request. I didn’t bring a musical instrument. Do you still have an oboe in your club?”

“Uh…”

How can you buy such an expensive musical instrument in a public school like Kita Uji that doesn’t even have a school bus?

The only oboe was bought by Senior Sister himself.

When Kumiko was a pity, Kaizuka Kuo’s flat voice came over: “If you don’t mind, please use mine.”

“Huh? Senior Sister, is this okay? “Kumiko said in surprise.

“Yeah.” Kaizuka nodded, “I want to be better, for Nozomi.”

“Oh, this way.” Kumiko immediately understood.

Watanabe Toru always feels familiar with the situation in front of him.

He leaned into Kumiko’s ear and asked in a low voice: “This Senior Sister with a cool name, likes girls?”

“What’s wrong with girls?!” Rena squeezed Entering between the two of them, I looked up at Watanabe Toru with a beautiful face, “Do you have any opinion?”

“Nothing at all, Frankly, I like girls too.”

“If you have time to expose your O addiction there, it’s better to read the score quickly,” Kiyano Rin shot over with cold eyes, “What do you think, Watanabe Toru classmate?”

“You are right. “

Watanabe Toru walked towards the gazebo in the crowd.

Kai Zhongkui stood up, handed him the oboe, and then sat aside by himself, staring motionlessly at his fingers and lips.

Watanabe Toru looked at the reeds and praised, “Senior Sister of Kaizuka, although the distance is far from me, you are also a great reed master!”

“Yeah.” Kai Zhong Kui slowly nodded.

“…”


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