I Loaded the Love Game

Watanabe Toru put the reed into his mouth and tried to blow a short sentence.

The unfamiliar oboe quickly became his appearance.

"I'm fine." He took the reed out of his mouth, he said.

The people in Kita Uji's music club looked at him with blinding eyes, except for Kaizukao who was sitting next to him. She was staring at some place with her eyes emptily at this time, showing a thoughtful look.

"Please play for a while!" Kumiko pleaded resolutely.

The simple scales are beautiful, and powerful people can play really well.

"Don't you want to play in ensemble?" Watanabe Toru said.

"It's okay!" a short girl yelled with her toes clenching her fists.

Toru Watanabe was taken aback by her enthusiasm, and thought for a while: "Well, it should be too late to blow a little."

Several basic practice tunes slowly spread from the oboe, and the sound of heart trembling and goose bumps pierced the entire music classroom.

Kumiko listened silently, feeling excited.

The performance soon ended, and everyone in the wind club was not only admired, but even dumbfounded.

It's obviously the same piece, but I don't know why, every note that Watanabe Toru releases is more gorgeous than anyone else, and it's irresistible.

Kumiko thinks this is where music is interesting, and at the same time, she is afraid of this fact. She needs courage to look directly at the huge gap between herself and others.

"That's right!" Kumiko suddenly thought of a good idea. "Why don't you even connect the colonel's internal broadcast when you are in ensemble? Let the whole school classmates listen to it!"

"Yes!"

"And it happens to be a lunch break!"

"But I will be nervous...Ah! No way, no way! The brain has begun to mess up! Score! Score! Where is the score?!"

There were mixed reactions, but almost all supported this proposal.

After Minister Yuko nodded affirmatively, Kumiko looked at Kiyono Rin and Toru Watanabe, hoping to obtain their consent.

"No problem, when there are audiences, it is the real performance level." Kiyano Rin nodded and agreed.

"Watanabe? There must be no problem, right?" Kumiko asked in a ferocious tone of'no questions allowed.'

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Watanabe entangled, "Originally, after seeing me, everyone in Kita Uji would like me 100%. After listening to my performance, it would become 1%. Thousands."

"What is your strange percentage? Just say yes or no!" Rena said grimly.

"I advise you to be polite. I am your only fan. Be careful when I take off fans."

"You..." Rena hadn't seen such a rascal boy before, and was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Student Watanabe," Rin Kiyano rubbed his aching temple, "Don't waste my time."

"Okay, I'm fine, let's start." Watanabe Toru's voice was simple and clean.

When everyone is ready, the new deputy minister-a girl named Nakagawa Natsuki-connects the music classroom to the campus broadcast.

"Hey, I'm sorry to bother everyone. This is the wind club. Today we invited conductors and oboe musicians who won the national gold medal to communicate..."

While the vice minister communicated with the teachers and students of the school through a microphone, Watanabe and Kumiko also whispered to each other.

"How are the notes for you practicing?"

"It will definitely surprise you!" Kumiko replied with high morale, "Your senior sister is really amazing!"

"...It's pretty amazing." Watanabe said perfunctorily, "Don't let me down, I will always pay attention to the tone of the bass."

"Forget it!" Kumiko solemnly refused, "Please concentrate on playing your own part!"

At present, she only has the "Never Lose to Others' Efforts" to show off her performance level, please wait until next year!

Will definitely surprise Watanabe this guy! Obediently call her "Sister Kumi"!

"...Above. Please listen to the noon ensemble of the wind club, "Moon Dance of the Three Suns"!" The vice minister's exchange ended, and the two also ended their dialogue.

Kiyano Rin looked around the crowd and slowly raised the baton.

"call--"

The neat and even sound of inhalation spread through the radio to every corridor and every room in Kita Uji.

In the office, the teacher put down his official duties; the students in the classroom stopped chatting, and even the boys playing basketball on the playground stopped shooting.

Silence dominates Kita Uji at this time.

In the next moment, the main theme of the trumpet rose from the ground.

******

In the third grade classroom, Asuka Tanaka ate a sandwich and listened to the ensemble on the radio.

The notes are neatly drawn without a trace of impurities. It seems that even after she retires, they did not waste time.

"That's amazing, Asuka!" praised the best girl in the class.

"Hmph, it's the junior I trained after all!" Asuka Tanaka took a sip of milk triumphantly.

"At this level, didn't you get the national gold?"

Asuka Tanaka put down the milk and smiled bitterly: "The national competitions are all monsters, especially..."

The noisy classroom was gradually restored, but suddenly became quiet.

The melodious tone like a gospel singer, like a sigh of God, the sun is resonating with it, becoming more sacred.

"What's this?" The female classmate asked in surprise, "A tune made by a computer?"

Asuka Tanaka shrugged and said relaxedly: "This is the national gold oboe level."

"Liar? How could it be so nice?"

"Hahaha, it's a lie, if everyone is..."

"Look outside!" shouted a boy by the window.

Everyone looked out the window subconsciously, their eyes widened, their mouths opened, their faces full of weirdness.

......

Another classroom in the third grade.

The mechanical pencil in Kwai's hand stopped at some point.

She looked out the window, Kita Uji's biggest broadcast.

Countless white pigeons are flying, and the white feathers reflect the sunlight, making people unable to open their eyes.

******

At the end of the ensemble, Kumiko's cheeks dyed a faint blush.

She thinks that she has just shown all her hard work during this period of time.

But it's not enough. The content of the notebook is only a little bit of it.

I want to keep improving like this, keep learning, keep playing with everyone!

Just as she was immersed, Watanabe's low voice came from her ear: "Go and turn off the radio."

"Huh?" She didn't respond.

"Hurry up."

"Oh!"

Just when Kumiko walked over subconsciously, Kiyano Rin's cold and sweet voice sounded.

"Before giving pointers, you must first realize your shortcomings."

"The **** can keep up with the rhythm, the breath is too late, and the speed becomes messy. I really doubt how you became the representatives of Kansai."

"Trombones, do you understand the difference between'fullness' and'too miscellaneous'? If you don't understand, I suggest you go to a Mandarin teacher for advice."

"The French Horn... should be the second seat in that position, right? You..."

Kumiko let out a sigh of relief looking at the button that was turned off.

The face of the flute club has been preserved...probably.

"And the Euphonium."

"Yes!" Kumiko stood still.

"Rather than taking into account the diversity of performances and having one more person to make up the number, it is better to let Kumiko play solo. For you, this arrangement will make the probability of entering the national competition next year greater."

Although she was very happy to be praised, Kumiko immediately looked at Vice Minister Natsuki Nakagawa with an apologetic look-the other party is one of the two euphoniums left now after retiring from the third grade.

Nakagawa Natsuki smiled at Kumiko, and shook his head okay.

Behind the Euphonium on her knees, she clenched the hem of her school uniform tightly.

No anger at all, but all unwilling.

Unlike Kumiko, who joined the flute club since she was a child, she played the Euphonium until now, she joined the flute club just one year in high school, and then came into contact with the Euphonium instrument.

Last year, when she was selected, she was eliminated to Group B.

You must work hard, and you must join Group A next year!

"Hmm!" Qingyue cleared his throat, interrupting Nakagawa Natsuki's thinking and Kiyano Rin's instructions.

"For the entire wind club, a lunch break is too small." Watanabe stood up and said, "I can train Kaizuka-senpai alone. How would you like to take a look?"

‘Training separately for the elder sister’, how confident this is to say such a thing.

Kumiko's original level was better than Nakagawa Natsuki-senpai. After the national competition, she made rapid progress, but she did not dare to say such a thing. Even when the other party took the initiative to ask for advice, she would be uneasy.

"Yeah." Kai Zhongkui nodded indifferently.

Everyone recovered from the depression of being trained and looked at Watanabe Toru curiously.

I can't. To such a cute girl as Kaizukakaku-and she is still a senior, he should take the cruel guidance of Kiyano Rin, right?

"I've heard Kita Uji's performance, Kaizuka-senpai's oboe is really great." Watanabe Toru said, "But, what should I say... You still don't understand the contrast."

"...Huh?" Kai Zhongkui tilted his head a little inexplicably, and his short black hair showed white and small ears.

Don't talk about her, no one else can figure out what Watanabe Toru is talking about.

Are you kidding me?

On the stage, Rin Kiyano raised his arms and looked at Toru Watanabe.

This person talks nonsense all day, puts something on his lips, and pretends to be childish, but if he looks down on him because of this and believes him, he will be fooled around.

He is good at using jokes to influence a person and make others obey him.

Even as good as oneself, and the annoying Kujo Miki, occasionally he is at the mercy of him.

"Kaizuka-senpai, your solo has a very stable pitch, as calm as yourself."

"Yeah." Facing the praise, Kai Zhongyu still had no expression.

"Calm girls are very attractive, very attractive. I really like calm girls, such as R Sang. Even if she has a terrible personality, I still treat her...

"Student Watanabe Toru." Rin Kiyano's voice came.

"Close to the subject. Kaizuka-senpai, your oboe was played for that sister Nozomi Umaki, right?"

"Ximei is special, and the most important friend, I only play for Xiemei." Kai Zhongkuo said the longest sentence today.

"Qui." On one side, the flute girl who was full of liveliness and anger responded.

Kai Zhongguo looked at each other shyly and tenderly, and the flute girl grinned at her.

"The friendship between the girls is amazing!" Watanabe wiped the corners of his eyes with emotion, "Now, I want to tell you the secret of my winning the first place among women in Tokyo, and let this Umbrella learn from it. Sister loves you so much that she can't help herself, and she only thinks about you all her life."

"Huh?" Nozomi Umaki was startled.

"Yeah!" Kai Zukao looked at Toru Watanabe with a firm look in his eyes.

"Hui?" Nozomi Umaki turned her head and looked at her good friend in disbelief.

Toru Watanabe ignored Nozomi Umaki's reaction and formed a style of "Tokyo is No. 1 Popular among Women".

"A girl who is usually calm and dignified will excite and fascinate the other party if she can show her enthusiasm and madness at a critical moment."

"What?" Kai Zhongkui's tone didn't contain a trace of emotion, and there were endless doubts in his big eyes.

This is a pure child.

"Watanabe!" Kumiko shouted in red.

"Perverted." Rena also turned her head ruddy.

Okay, yellow card.

The people on the front, back and left also laughed and whispered to each other.

All yellow cards.

"I mean, Kaizuka-senpai, when you are playing the oboe, you can try to be more emotional and eager. Didn't you play it for Umaki-senpai? Then let her see that you are greedy and exclusive. Love, be enthusiastic enough to melt her away!"

"Isn't it okay to play the score perfectly?" Kai Zhongguo asked in doubt.

"No, no, you can never show all the details when you play according to the score." Watanabe shakes his right index finger, "The oboe is an instrument with many expressions. What are you thinking about when you play? Is there something you want to convey? ?"

"What to convey?" Kai Zhongguo asked, turning his head to the side.

"It's love, it's love!" Watanabe Toru stood up, "We oboe musicians are believers of love! To be given love in life, and to feel love, we must use the oboe to express it! This love is our oboe. ammunition!"

"...I will do my best." Compared to Watanabe's enthusiasm, Kaizukao was calmer like an Antarctic penguin looking at the sky.

Toru Watanabe pulled out the reed, wiped it clean, put it back in, and plugged the oboe into Kaizuka.

"Bring it to me," he said.

Kai Zhongguo's slender fingers moved lightly on the buttons, and a clean tone sounded.

Everyone was immersed in this sound.

Kumiko admired Kaizuka-senpai very much, the other party was really amazing.

"No, it's boring." Watanabe interrupted her mercilessly. "The sheet music is not such a delicate thing. You have to smash it up hard, come back."

Kai Zhongkuo blew another paragraph.

"No way, no way, I didn't hear the sound of ‘DuangDuangDuang’, it was hard enough, come again."

Kai Zhongyu blew again for a while.

"No, no, no." Watanabe Toru shook his head, "You usually show a calm side with Sanaki-senpai, so when you play the oboe, you must make her feel your wet love-only Only with such a cute contrast can you catch a man's heart!"

"Man?" Nozomi Umaki looked puzzled.

"Wet da da... man's heart..." Kumiko repeated these words in a low voice as if she gave up everything.

"I'm sorry." Kai Zhongkui lowered his head.

"Don't apologize, you have worked very hard, so let's..." Watanabe Toru looked at Nozomi Umaki, "Senior Umaki, can you please cooperate?"

"Me? Ah, no problem."

Watanabe took a chair and asked Nozomi Umaki to sit on the opposite side of Kaizuka.

"Kaizuka-senpai, look at Umaki-senpai's face and blow again."

"Yeah." Kai Zhongyu stared at Nozomi Umaki and played slowly.

Watanabe thoroughly listened for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, not enough."

He walked behind Kai Zhongkui and said in her ear: "Kai Chuk-senpai, have you seen it? Umaki-senpai is there, do you want to pounce on it with an open hand?"

"The breath of the neck, the sweat stains under the armpits, the smooth lower abdomen, don't you want to smell it?"

"Eh-???" Umaki Nozomi embraced herself with her hands, with a look of fear on her face.

Following the description of Watanabe Toru, Kai Zukagaku looked at Umaki Nozomi's neck, armpits, and lower abdomen, and his breath became a little muddy and heavy.

But her voice is still accurate.

Watanabe Toru has long discovered that Kaizuka Kui is absolutely diligent in practice, and music scores have already become instinct.

"Yes, just use such a moist breath to blow on her." Watanabe said slowly, "Look at her chest again, it's small, but so tall, and the white tender legs under the pleated skirt. Don’t you feel it with your hands?"

As Kai Zhongkuo's gaze gradually became licking, Nozomi Umaki covered her chest with one hand, and later pulled the skirt down, and her body turned slightly to the side.

"She's shy, but she's so cute, isn't she? Do you want to bully such Ximei? Do you want to hold her in your arms?"

Kai Zhongkuo's tone suddenly became sticky.

"Yes! That's it! Naked truth, naked heart, naked love!"

In Watanabe Toru's voice, Kuo's performance was full of enthusiasm, no longer cold and frosty.

The fingers slide gently on the keys, sometimes cheerful, sometimes melancholy, sometimes sweet, and sometimes sad.

The tone seems to be colorful and dazzling, and every melodious melody is full of emotion.

In an instant, Kumiko seemed to see that the music classroom was filled with pink bubbles.

It's incredible!

"Perfect." Watanabe Toru put his hands together.

In Kumiko's gaze, Kaizukazuo stopped playing and smiled happily, as if he had mastered something.

"Senior Kaizuka, you have to remember that you are not playing for the purpose of restoring the score. You have to make Sister Ximei shy, moved, sad, or even embarrassed. You have to put her like you like. The oboe is your weapon. !"

"Well, I understand!" Kai Zhongguo nodded excitedly.

"Ku——" Umaki Nozomi, who was holding her skirt and chest, wailed and kept.

"Kaizuka-senpai, your tone is very clean, and your pitch is very stable. For high school students, you have performed very well. Now after my recommendation, you have become a believer in love. You can definitely enter the University of Music in the future. , Let the whole world hear your voice."

"As long as Ximei can hear it, I will be satisfied."

"That's right." Watanabe responded, "However, when the time comes, Sister Ximei will also let you go, letting you go to a more distant and higher music hall."

Kai Zhongkuo shook his head, holding the oboe, and looked at Nozomi Umaki in front of him without a word.

A trace of confusion flashed through the smile of Nozomi Umaki.

Que originally had the talent and hard work far beyond ordinary people, and the performance level was even more nonsense, but just now, the more moving tone really stirred her heart.

In the future, Kui will become even better. Can you go to the best music university?

Or let Kuo accompany him to ordinary universities?

Nozomi Umaki clenched the flute in her hand.

......

The lunch break soon passed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Kumiko bid farewell to Toru Watanabe and Rin Kiyono at the school gate.

"Kumiko, remember to read the math notes I gave you. I am waiting for you at the University of Tokyo."

"You overestimate me!"

"I thought you would say,'Even if I can pass the exam, I will accompany Rena to the Women's University.' It seems that you two are not sticky enough."

"Stop talking about this word!"

"Okay, okay." Watanabe Toru said something else, the preparation bell for class came from a distance.

"Let's go." He waved his hand simply, and walked downhill with Kiyano Rin.

"Well, goodbye." Kumiko was startled by the hoarseness of her voice, and when she recovered, she found that her eyes were almost red.

Fortunately, Toru Watanabe has turned around.

"Student Kiyano, how is my pointing method? Is it effective? I dare to promise Kita Uji that Kaizuko will definitely become a great oboe player. If it doesn't work, let him immediately earthquake!"

"I only saw you harassing girls."

"Hey, hey, it's because you look at this with colored glasses that you think I'm harassing. If you calm down, then I..."

The voices of the two became inaudible gradually.

"Kumiko, class is about to begin!" Rena's voice came from behind.

Kumiko took a deep breath and cleared up her emotions: "Come on!"

She suddenly remembered that when we first met today, Toru Watanabe had accidentally said a word.

‘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? ’

"Tokyo." She turned and walked towards the school building.

Looking into the distance with a sense of sorrow, over the back mountain of the school, you can see the endless clear autumn sky.

The plane from west to east leaves a white tail line, dividing the sky in two.