I Loaded the Love Game

After leisurely spending the second day of the Bon Yulan holiday, the music club ushered in a three-day and two-night camp training.

　　 The meeting is scheduled at 7 o'clock in the morning, which is more than enough time for Toru Watanabe, who runs through the streets of Yotsuya residential area at 6 o'clock every day.

　　 In addition to changing clothes, he also brought a few books to pass the time.

　　 Amidst the excitement of everyone, the school bus left the city and drove on the highway for an hour before arriving at the lodging location.

　　 Watanabe twisted his neck completely and looked up. Most of the people in the air-conditioned bus with the curtains closed were sleeping.

　　 I don’t know if it’s the two-day vacation or the reason for getting up too early in the morning.

　　 At the time when Koizumi Aona spoke to wake up everyone, he got out of the car first.

　　 As soon as he walked out of the car door, Watanabe Toru could smell the rich green grass.

　　 This is a place similar to a resort, the house is also a wooden building, surrounded by a verdant forest.

　　 Koizumi Aina, who woke everyone up, got out of the car first, and watched as he stretched and said, "It's very comfortable, right."

　　 "Well. I feel like I'm back to my hometown. The air in Tokyo is too bad." Watanabe took a deep breath.

　　 "Have you been concerned about the quality of the air at your age?" Koizumi Aona said with a smile, "When the teacher first came to Tokyo, he just thought, "It's so prosperous! I want to stay here for the rest of my life!""

　　 "When did the teacher come to Tokyo? Is it also a high school?" asked Rin Kiyono who got out of the car.

　　 "University. The teacher's junior high school grades are not good, so I can only go to the public high school in the town."

　　 "But I heard from Ms. Miyuki Miyazaki, Mr. Koizumi, you are a very good student, and you were admitted to the Waseda Faculty of Education."

　　 "Miyuki is true, I'll tell you everything." Aina Koizumi sighed helplessly, "It was from the first semester of high school that the teacher started to study seriously, which shocked everyone around him."

After finishing speaking, she said to the members of the wind club who had walked down: "The teacher only started to work hard in his second year of high school, and he was able to enter Waseda from the high school with an average deviation of 53. Therefore, even if everyone has a poor foundation and a late start, as long as they work hard, they must I can get the National Gold Award! The teacher believes in you!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

　　 "We will do our best!"

　　 "Definitely get the National Gold Award!"

　　 "Hmm!" Koizumi Aina nodded encouragingly, "Then, hurry up and start moving things!"

"Yes!"

　　 Everyone put the salutes in their dormitories first, and then unloaded the musical instruments from the truck.

　　 was busy until half past nine, everything was settled down, everyone gathered in the concert hall.

　　 "Before lunch, practice the designated and optional songs ten times." Kiyono Rin announced.

　　 "Ah!" There was a wailing below.

　　 As the accompanying teacher, Aina Koizumi sat in the corner of the concert hall and encouraged: "Come on, everyone! The teacher will accompany you too!"

　　 "These ten times must reach the level I approve. I know you guys feel a little rusty after two days of rest, but it has nothing to do with me." After that, Rin Kiyano looked at Watanabe Toru, "Let's get started."

　　 Toru Watanabe breathed into the reed and blew a long tone.

　　 The others quickly picked up their instruments and tuned them with the oboe.

　　 ""March to Endless Dreams", the first movement."

　　 Kiyano Rin raised the baton, everyone inhaled at the same time, the next moment, the gorgeous sound of the instrument resounded throughout the concert hall.

　　 was "Come over." "No." "Just don't eat today." In the voice, until three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone barely finished playing ten times.

　　 At this time, everyone was overloaded, and even Qingye Rin was sweating on his forehead.

"Finally recovered to the level before the holiday." She raised her snow-white wrist, looked at the dial and said, "The meal time is from 3 to 3:30, and the bath time is 30 minutes. The evening training is from 4 to 11 o'clock. . Disbanded."

　　 Regardless of the harder training arrangements at night, everyone collapsed on their seats, but was immediately controlled by appetite and got up and walked towards the cafeteria.

　　 "Kyono-san is so strict. This is the first time I have seen this side of her." Koizumi Aina, who was already hungry, said softly to Watanabe.

　　 "How much. If you are not a teacher, Koizumi-sensei, I promise you will be scolded just sitting there. ‘Your back is not straight, and you should stop being a man’, ‘Foot close, are you a boy?’"

　　 Koizumi Aona was amused by Watanabe's crappy imitation, and let out a girlish laugh.

　　 "What are you talking about?" Kiyono Rin didn't know when he walked to the two of them.

　　 "I'm talking about how much it will cost if the camping facilities and accommodation are so good this time."

　　 "How do I hear someone talking about me?"

　　 "Nothing." Watanabe didn't blink his eyes thoroughly.

　　 Seeing that Rin Kiyano didn't plan to release the transition, Koizumi Aona hurriedly said: "Skiyano, you are responsible for this stay together. How much did it cost? The teacher is also curious."

　　 Kiyono Rin first stared at Watanabe Toru who was full of nonsense, and said softly to Koizumi Aina: "The school pays a portion of the money, and then adds the cost of the wind club and the human observation department. The cost is just right."

　　 "Huh? Wait." Toru Watanabe was a little concerned about some of the words. "There is still a fee for the Human Observation Department? Where is my share?"

　　 "Your memory is only 1M, no, 1k? I just said it, I used it."

　　 "Kyono-san, have you notified the staff before using it?"

　　 "Now you know."

　　 "Teacher, I report to Rin Kiyano under the real-name system, and I strongly demand that the minister be re-elected!"

　　 "Um...what should I do." Koizumi Aina said, "Our school advocates self-government for students in the community. You can discuss with Kiyono-san who is the minister, Watanabe."

　　 "Discussion?" Watanabe looked at Kiyano Rin.

　　 "Real-name reporting?" Kiyano Rin sneered: "It seems that I also want to report someone's glorious deeds to Kujo Miki, real-name system."

　　 "Minister Kiyono, I am your deputy! There is no more firm support for your leadership than I! I will continue to hold high your great banner and implement all the development routes you set!"

"is it?"

　　 "Of course! I resolutely uphold all the decisions made by Minister Kiyano; I will always follow the instructions of Minister Kiyono. All actions follow the instructions of Minister Kiyo!"

　　 Kiyano Rin sighed and said, "I finally know why you can mix with Kujo."

　　 Koizumi Aona looked happily on the side, and smiled and said, "Okay, let's go eat too."

　　 The three of them walked towards the restaurant.

　　 "Forget about the minister, when will the fee be repaid? By the way, I am not only a member of the Human Observation Department, but also a member of the Music Department. Remember to give me two..."

　　 "Watanabe-san, as a boy, you are really too long-winded."

　　 "Teacher, look at her!"

　　 "Um...you have a good relationship."

　　 "Nothing, it's bad, it's a class contradiction." Watanabe Toru denied.

　　 Kiyano Rin was silent, as if he didn't want to speak any more.

　　 On the table of the restaurant, dishes are displayed one by one. Each person can choose three dishes he likes, plus a meal and miso soup.

　　 Watanabe Toru had hamburger steak, tonkatsu and salad.

　　 Rin Kiyino and Aina Koizumi were insensitive to his meal. Both chose foods that were just enough to eat without a lot of calories.

　　 The rest time passed in a flash, and the evening practice began under the strict guidance of Rin Kiyano.

　　Imperfect parts are pointed out one after another.

　　 The runaway interval, irregular beats, the volume ratio of the instrument to the instrument, the timing of raising the volume, the method of blowing the melody, the method of adjusting the tone...

　　 Once there is a problem, dozens of exercises are immediately ushered in.

　　 Kiyino Rin has no other special skills in instructing the blowing club, relying on her ears, which can always hear Watanabe say bad things about her, and repeated practice.

　　 The ensemble repeating the same measure is boring and boring, but in the process, you can find that the stability of the song is improving.

The people in the 　　 playing club are already exhausted, but relying on the vision of the national competition, and the tunes that are constantly changing smoothly, they insist on monotonous practice without complaining.

　　 Ended the evening ensemble, and returned to the room after eleven.

　　 After a tiring day, the boys who had discussed playing cards, beating monsters online, and chatting about girls during the break, just touched the paved quilt and immediately fell asleep.

　　 Watanabe Toru took the wallet and walked out of the room.

　　 The amount of exercise during the day is not worth mentioning, and eleven is not his bedtime.

　　 The corridor was dim, and all around was silent. Following the green light of the emergency exit, Toru Watanabe walked towards the vending machine.

　　 I ate Mapo Tofu at night, and after practicing all the time, my throat was very thirsty.

　　The vending machine sitting in the corner was lit with cheap white light, and a few moths surrounded it.

　　 I didn't want to drink any flavorful drinks at night, so I bought a bottle of purified water.

　　 slurped water while walking towards the concert hall in the dark.

　　 Turn on the lights of the concert hall, and you can see that most of the seats are placed with musical instruments, and large musical instruments such as the Euphonium are standing on the ground.

　　 Under the light, the instrument refracted the dazzling light.

　　 Toru Watanabe sat down in his seat, put the bottle by his feet, picked up the oboe, tuned the sound, and started blowing.

　　 The melody like a church gospel singer wanders in the empty concert hall.

　　He doesn't like musical instruments, nor is he interested in national competitions. He just wants to try whether he can raise the oboe to the <exceeding level> before the end of the national competition.

　　Because, after the game, he will probably never touch the oboe again in his life.

　　After blowing a paragraph, Watanabe Toru began to wonder how he could blow better than before.

　　 He has such a talent that one person can keep moving forward. Finally, the oboe in his hand can produce a beautiful sound like no one before or after.

　　 Toru Watanabe picked up the bottle and drank water while thinking about playing skills, emotional expression, emotions, etc. in his brain.

　　 Continuous improvement ideas are emerging.

　　 Just as he put down the water bottle, put the reed into his mouth, and was about to blow it again, footsteps came from outside the concert hall.

　　 "There are still people at this time?"

　　 "Tamazao, there is no shortage of people who work hard in this world."

　　 The two pushed in.

　　 "Watanabe?"

　　 Compared to Tamamo’s beautiful surprise, Rin Kiyano didn’t have any unexpected expressions. She nodded, “Good evening.”

　　 "Good evening." Watanabe Toru glanced at the two beautiful girls in cool clothes.

　　 Kiyino Rin wears a long-sleeved hooded top and school summer sports shorts underneath;

　　 Yuzao is so beautifully dressed, with short sleeves and hot pants, so hot that the air is a bit hotter.

　　 "What are you doing here so late?" he asked.

　　 "Tamazao wants to practice for a while, please ask me for help, I just happened to be unable to sleep in an unfamiliar environment, so..."

　　 "Wait a minute, don't say it!" Tamamo interrupted Kiyano Rin with shame.

　　 "Huh?" Kiyano Rin looked at her suspiciously.

　　 Tamazou is so beautiful and whispered: "Because, after the training is over, if a person is still practicing in the middle of the night, won't you be said to be false and serious? It's too shameful."

　　 Watanabe Toru: "......"

　　He is serious.

　　 "...It's actually the truth." Rin Kiyono seemed to be shocked, and it took a long time to speak.

　　 She pressed her temples as if she couldn't bear it: "I really don't understand what you are thinking. I would like to use you as an example tomorrow to encourage everyone to practice hard."

　　 "Ah! No way, no way! I'll be laughed at!"

　　 Tamamo is so beautiful that he waved his hands again and again, which reminded Watanabe of himself who was forced to sing when he went out to play with Shu Kuni and the others.

　　 Not all people with five-tone incompleteness can sing with the mentality of killing a thousand enemies and harming themselves eight hundred!

　　 Even if it’s all friends!

　　 "You can use me as an example," Watanabe Toru said.

　　 Kiyano Rin glanced at him: "Even if they want to train, they won't be happy to stay alone with you in the concert hall at night."

　　 "That's not necessarily true."

　　 At least Mai-senpai will not dislike him!

　　 Kiyano Rin didn't plan to waste precious time at night. He ignored Toru Watanabe and said to Tamamo so beautiful: "Okay, I won't say anything, let's start practicing quickly."

　　 "That's it." Tamamo walked towards his seat so beautifully, and when the road was crossing the edge, he gave him a look of "if you dare to speak out, you are dead".

　　 Toru Watanabe glanced at her **** that should not be wearing underwear, and nodded sincerely.

　　 is really big, and it seems to be very soft, jumping around.

　　 Tamamo snorted in satisfaction.

　　 Toru Watanabe put the reed in his mouth, while blowing the oboe with his current state of mind, he looked at Kiyano Rin out of the corner.

　　 Hmm...Because it is too small, it is hard to see whether it is worn or not.

　　 and the clothes are very conservative.

　　 The two girls who haunted late at night had no idea that the teenagers were judging them out of instinct, and they were instructing and practicing earnestly.

　　 "Tamazao, your performance is good, but there are still some details that can only be expressed by emotions. For example, here, you have to imagine yourself lost in a dream of nothing."

　　 "Hmm."

　　 "Here, when you walk out of your dreams, your melody needs to be cheered up. It's not enough to just play the music score...Try to practice."

　　 Yuzao is so beautiful that she practiced until 11:40, yawning uncontrollably.

　　 Kiyino Rin asked her to go back to rest early to avoid affecting her practice tomorrow.

　　 "Thank you, Kiyono-san."

　　 "It's okay."

　　 "Then, good night~"

"Ok."

　　 After Tamamo is so beautiful, Rin Kiyano glanced at Watanabe Toru who was still practicing.

　　 "When are you going to leave?"

　　 "You go first. I will turn off the lights."

　　 Kiyano Rin nodded, but didn't leave. Instead, he came to the position of the trumpet group and picked up a silver-plated trumpet from his seat.

　　 Watanabe took a look: "Speaking of ~www.ltnovel.com~You said you played the trumpet, right?"

"Ok."

　　 "How is your level?"

　　 Kiyano Rin looked at the trumpet, and replied without looking back: "I can get started quickly in everything, and with practice since childhood, I have no problem entering a professional brass band."

　　 "So powerful? Can it attract pigeons?"

　　 "What nonsense are you talking about?"

　　 "Can't it be done? It seems that Baru is still great."

　　 "Baru?" Kiyano Rin frowned slightly, "I have never heard of a trumpet player by this name."

　　 "The hero of "Castle in the Sky", he used a trumpet to attract the pigeons."

　　 Kiyino Rin looked at Watanabe Toru, who was taken for granted, and showed a polar bear-like cold horror expression: "No more nonsense, I will tell everyone about you forcing you to build my waist."

　　 "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I have a problem with my attitude. I shouldn't make this joke with you."

　　 "Huh." Kiyano Rin turned and walked out of the concert hall.

　　 Toru Watanabe decided to practice the oboe with the goal of attracting pigeons.

　　 Sooner or later, he was going to sound the oboe in the school's overhead corridor to attract the pigeons from Suka Shrine, leaving Rin Kiyono dumbfounded, knowing that he was not talking nonsense.

　　 "Come on, baby."

　　 said to the oboe in his hand, Watanabe Toru continued to practice.

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