I Loaded the Love Game

October 26th, sunny, national competition.

　　 "Rena has gotten up, if this continues, Kumiko will be squashed!" It was the voice of Kawashima Midori.

　　 "You really like Kumiko!" The headless muttering to himself was Kato Hazuki.

　　 Rena's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her sleepy eyes looked at Luhui and Hazuki, and then she noticed Kumiko, who was covering her face with one hand and sighing up to the sky.

　　 The posture is very bad.

　　 Kumiko was pressed under her body, and the hem of the short-sleeved sportswear used as pajamas was rolled up. The large areas of the skin of the two were tightly pressed together, and the pajamas were loose.

　　 On the other side, is her own bed...

　　 In other words, did he unconsciously get into the bed of Kumiko? !

　　 After collecting the information, Rena's face immediately resembled a cooked octopus, so red that it made people want to eat a bite.

After 　　 stood up neatly, in order to hide her shyness, she slapped Kumiko's back hard: "Really! Why don't you wake me up!"

　　 It doesn't make any sense, her flushed face has already exposed all her thoughts.

　　 "I called!" Kumiko was funny again, and replied helplessly.

　　 "Then why don't you speak louder! How can you call me if you don't wake me up!"

　　 Rena was already shy enough to fall into a girl's sophistry mode, Kumiko decided to admit her mistake obediently: "Yes, I will wake you up next time."

　　 "That's pretty much the same, hum."

　　 Luhui exaggeratedly covered her small mouth, and said with a smile, "Wow, there is another time!"

　　 "I mean staying together next time!" Rena blushed and made weak sophistry.

　　 Before Luhui spoke again, Kumiko smiled and said, "Okay, okay, don't laugh at her anymore, be careful that Rena is angry."

　　 After waking everyone up, they changed into uniforms.

　　 "This underwear is so cute, where did you buy it?"

　　 "It's not just cute, I also wore this one on the day of the Kansai Contest! Today will definitely bring good luck, and bless us to win the national gold!"

　　"This is the legendary "decisive underwear", right? ! "

　　 "No, "Decisive Underwear" is not about this time! "

　　 "When is that?"

　　 "Of course it was the night with my boyfriend~"

"Wow--"

　　 "You guys, forget it last night, don't talk about this kind of topic early in the morning!"

　　 "Your underwear is also very good, let me see!"

　　 "Ah! Your hands are so cold! Take it away!"

　　 Kumiko buttoned the pleated skirt, listening to the stupid words of these classmates who only wore underwear to make trouble.

　　 Standing a little further away, Rena is adjusting the length of her skirt-in the official competition, the length of the skirt must just cover her knees.

　　 Kumiko glanced over, and her thin feet were showing graceful curves under her navy blue skirt.

　　 "Huh?" Rena looked over suspiciously.

　　 Kumiko shook his head lightly and signaled that it was all right: "I'll tie your hair up."

　　 The national competition also has requirements for hair, and long hair must be tied into a pony tail.

　　 "Hmm." Rena handed her the hair loop in her hand, and sat down on the tatami by herself, "You help me first, and I will help you later."

"Great."

　　 It took a long time, and finally the dressed girls left the room and headed to the restaurant.

　　 Kamikawa High School who didn't meet very much yesterday is also there.

　　The girls in Tokyo are different. Even if they wear school uniforms, they look very fashionable, just like the people on the TV.

　　‘Is this the so-called class? Kumiko received her own breakfast while thinking wildly.

　　Miso soup, fried eggs, hard-boiled eggs, etc., are all things that you are used to eating, so you can eat on the premise that you don’t have a stomachache.

　　 There are a lot of people in the restaurant, and the only one with vacant seats is a few tables at the junction of two strange schools.

　　 Kumiko, Rena, Luhui, and Hazuki came late, so they had to sit there obediently, but fortunately, the student of Kamikawa sitting there was the acquaintance Rin Kiyano.

　　 After the four of them sat down, Kumiko glanced, but she was a little strange not seeing Watanabe Toru.

　　 "Where is that person? Wouldn't he eat her stomach by herself?" Rena also found this problem and asked gleefully.

　　 Kiyino Rin waited until the miso soup in his mouth was swallowed, and then replied: "He has a habit of morning exercises in the morning, and he should be taking a bath now."

　　 "It's a pity." Rena said the same regretful expression on her face.

　　 "Rena!" Kumiko quickly dissuaded him and looked at Kiyano Rin apologetically.

　　 "It's okay." Rin Kiyano signaled that it was okay.

　　 She never cared what others said or did, she only looked at the true thoughts of others.

　　 Rena is not polite, but there is no truth in what he said just now, not sincerely hoping that Watanabe will eat badly.

　　‘This is Tsundere? She suddenly reacted.

　　 Kiyano Rin, of course, doesn’t know the word Tsundere. If you don’t transition, Bian Toru often deliberately says that she has a different heart. In fact, he likes him in her heart, which is stupid things like Tsundere.

　　 She only realized the meaning of this word in reality today.

　　 After a while, Watanabe Toru came, with the vapor from the shower on his body. He obviously only joined in midway, and ended up eating faster than them.

　　 After breakfast, the two schools continued to practice, and their competition time was in the afternoon.

　　 After finishing the last practice and carrying the instruments, everyone got on the bus to the stadium.

　　 The concert hall in the Nagoya competition venue is very large, but no matter how big it is, the square is almost full of stations, and the parking lot has long been overcrowded by buses.

　　 Contestants in various uniforms gathered together and waited for admission.

　　 The same number of staff members tried their best to maintain order and guide the audience.

　　 "Wow, what a big horse!"

　　 "Let's take pictures too!"

　　 At the entrance, under a huge horse-riding statue with a length of nearly nine meters, Kumiko and others took pictures together.

　　 Just finished the photo shoot. It was reported that the first half of the game was all over, and the awards had also come out. The students waiting to enter the stadium started talking excitedly.

　　 "Listening to the explanation worker won the gold medal, it is really strong!"

　　 "Sakae actually got a silver award, it's incredible."

　　 "The Saijo Girls' High School is a bronze medal, but for the first time, it is a very hard work."

　　 Listening to these comments, Kumiko subconsciously touched the beating heart, exhaling a big breath.

　　 She is nervous and looking forward to it. She wants to know quickly how her hard work this summer will be rewarded!

"Wow--"

　　 "What a great car!"

　　 The high school students from various places who were discussing the game just now looked neatly in one direction this time.

　　 Kumiko and the others also looked over.

　　 This is a high-end black car. The body is longer than normal, but it is not as exaggerated as the extended model.

　　 Among the crowd, a leader of the organizer who had just said a few words walked quickly toward the car. Before it arrived, his waist had already been bent, and his face showed the non-flattering but respectful smile of the public.

　　 Behind this person, he followed several other personnel who appeared to be security guards and subordinates.

　　 "Wow! It's the same as a TV show!" Lu Hui's eyes widened, staring at the scene in front of him without blinking.

　　 It's not just her. The scene in front of her was very surprised by other high school students, even the teacher of the team, and the audience who came to watch the game.

　　 "This is just an ordinary social phenomenon. In reality, the pomp of the rich is much more exaggerated than on TV." Rena said nonchalantly.

　　 Kumiko feels Rena is so mature.

　　 The car door opened, and a girl in a black dress walked down.

　　 Snow-white jade neck, slender shoulders and waist, under the big sunglasses, there are small white jade face, rosy lips and delicate bridge of nose.

　　 The girl stood there with her arms in her arms, like a black swan, her whole body exuding an overwhelming sense of existence.

　　 The leader who walked over with a group of people was stopped by the girl's hand before he got close to three meters.

　　 The girl was wearing sunglasses, and she didn't know where she was looking, but from the action point of view, she didn't care about the organizer who was stopped.

　　 While the organizer was stopped, the smile on his face was not forced at all, and he was still bent over to talk to the girl's men.

　　 "It's so cool!"

　　 "Is it a famous wind master? Please come and join me in particular?"

　　 "How is it possible? At first glance, it is the eldest lady of the rich!"

　　 "But it's too beautiful! Even better than those female stars who have plastic surgery in Korean dramas!"

　　 "You know if you look good with sunglasses?"

　　 Amidst the discussion, the girl in the black dress stepped forward and slowly walked past the crowd.

　　 As soon as she moved, the organizer immediately led the security guard to the front and began to disperse the crowd.

　　 The four Kumiko were also stopped under the huge horse riding statue, and they were divided into two groups with the other people in his school.

　　 The organizer was very polite, saying ‘I’m sorry’, ‘I’ll be well soon’, ‘I borrowed it’ and so on.

　　 Everyone is already a high school student, even if someone is unbalanced, they will not stand up stupidly.

　　 The crowd is like a large piece of wheat grass swaying in the wind, easily separated by the organizer, allowing the girl and her men to pass safely.

　　 But it didn't always go smoothly. The organizers drove to the place of Kamikawa High School and encountered obstacles.

　　 Kiyano Rin stood there holding his arm, motionless, and didn't even want to make way for the girl.

　　 The organizer has no plan to conflict with the students and anxiously does not know what to do.

　　 "Excuse me, let's go first, she and Kujo Miki are friends." Kumiko heard Watanabe Toru say to the organizer.

　　 The organizer hesitated for a while, nodded apologetically to Watanabe, and continued to walk forward.

　　 But the girl in the black dress did not continue walking, and stopped in front of Rin Kiyano and Toru Watanabe.

　　 So, the whole audience looked at the three of them-although the girl's subordinates were there, there was not much sense of existence.

　　 It is clear that the game is about to enter the game, but now everyone is excitedly looking forward to the next plot.

　　 Many viewers took out their mobile phones and prepared to take pictures of the world of'the rich oppress students' that might happen.

　　‘I don’t know if their phone will be taken away and formatted. Kumiko was worried for the two in her heart, but couldn't help thinking about something messy.

　　 "Kumiko, let's go up too."

　　 "Huh?!" Kumiko looked at Rena in surprise.

　　 "I don't allow anyone to influence us. I have worked hard for so long before I came here."

　　 Kumiko knew that the "we" in Rena's words did not refer to Kita Uji, but all the students who participated in the national competition.

　　 It's amazing, I don't have the courage to go up.

　　 "Well, I'll go with you." Kumiko took a deep breath and desperately recalled the lines on the Internet that would make the rich not dare to mess around.

　　 I don't know if I can say it with great momentum, so I can only hope that the bodyguard will not hit people.

　　 Rena smiled at her, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

　　 The two are going up...

　　 At this time, the black dress girl stretched out her hand and impatiently tidied Watanabe's tie and bangs.

　　 "How many times have I told you, tie your tie and pay attention to your own image."

　　 "Yeah." Watanabe Toru let the girl help him tidy up.

　　 Kiyano Rin's eyes were very unfriendly, and he looked at the girl in black dress and sunglasses with chills.

　　 It was a shade of trees. The corner mirror set on one side looked down at the three people with interest. The world reflected in the mirror was elongated and distorted.

　　 Kumiko noticed the edge of the corner mirror, and she and Rena were stretched out of human form. They were dumbfounded and a little funny.

　　 "Kujo-kun, please don't affect everyone's competition." Rin Kiyono said unceremoniously.

　　 "It's the organizer that affects you, and I didn't let anyone come to pick me up." Miki Kujo didn't even look at her, she fiddled with Watanabe Toru's bangs.

　　 "It's not you who influence us, but..."

　　 Kiyino Rin didn't finish speaking, Kumiko saw Watanabe stand silently between the two.

　　 He grabbed the white and beautiful hand of the girl in the black dress, rubbed it, and said, "Why don't you wear so little? Go in now, don't catch a cold."

　　 Kumiko always felt that the girl in the black dress looked at Kiyano Rin proudly through the big sunglasses, and then walked into the venue.

　　 As soon as the girl in the black dress left, the square immediately boiled, saying everything, but was quickly suppressed by the teacher, and everyone began to get nervous about the game again.

　　 "Is that his girlfriend?" Ye Yue guessed.

　　 "Ah! I remember it!" Luhui suddenly raised his voice, "Last time I went back to watch the interview, Watanabe-classmate seemed to say that his girlfriend was powerful and powerful."

　　 Rena said to Kumiko, "I thought they were a pair."

　　 "I think so too." Kumiko nodded, knowing that Rena was talking about Watanabe and Kiyano.

　　 "This pervert is not pedaling two boats, right?" Rena guessed in a low voice.

　　 Kumiko's eyes widened: "If you say that, he took the initiative to ask Rena for you. Is it because he wants to develop a lover from another place in Kyoto? Want to step on three boats?"

　　 Rena gave Kumiko's flanks a little bit angrily.

　　 Kumiko immediately showed an expression of begging for mercy, and said with a smile: "Sorry, sorry, I'm not kidding."

　　 After the commotion, not long after waiting, everyone finally began to enter the venue, each entering the assigned small concert hall.

　　 After finishing the tuning, after the last practice, Kamikawa waited for the staff to notify them to play.

　　 Watanabe Toru held the reed in his mouth, warming the body with his breath, keeping it in its best condition.

　　 This is the most satisfying reed he has made since he became a "reed maker". This may also be the last time in his life to play the oboe on stage. He wants to show all his strength.

　　Unfortunately, it has never reached the <exceeding level>.

　　 By his side is Hayami Kaoru.

　　 Komatsu Misaki, the head of the music department, walked over slowly: "Xiao Xun."

　　 "Huh?" Hayami Kaoru looked away from the sheet music and looked at Komatsu Misaki.

　　 "In the coming year, I will ask you for the flute club."

　　 "Misaki..." Hayami Kaoru looked at Komatsu Misaki with a firm gaze, and took a deep breath, "I understand."

　　 Komatsu Misaki nodded, holding the instrument in her hand, and looking at the heavy door: "I will be officially on stage soon."

　　 She has a calm tone, but Hayami Xun can hear the tension inside. She also looked at the door and stroked the smooth Bassoon outside the watch.

　　 the other side.

　　 Yimu Kui holds his head in his hands, closes his eyes, and sings silently in his mouth; Hanada Chaozi holds the bowstring in his hand, and puts his forehead on the double bass;

　　 Yuzao is so beautiful that he wrote herringbone in the palm of his hand, and then desperately made three swallowing actions; Mai Mai was still expressionless, blowing on the bass through the mouthpiece, keeping the temperature of the instrument;

　　 No sound can be heard in the preparation room.

　　 Watanabe Toru softly said to Kiyano Rin, "Don't you say something this time?"

　　 Kiyano Rin lowered his head, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It will be good for them to overcome the tension by themselves."

　　 She decided so, Watanabe said nothing, and sighed: "Time flies so fast, it's autumn in a blink of an eye."

　　 "You can stay in the wind club." Rin Kiyano said calmly.

　　 "You are gone, why am I still in the flute club?"

　　 "It was the oboe that Miki Kujo told you to learn?"

　　 "Can't you learn the oboe? I stay in the wind club to get angry, not for you." Watanabe Toru said.

　　 Qingye Rin gave him a glance, his tone fluctuated, and corrected: "It's for the survival of the Human Observation Department."

　　 "It's one thing. But now that the student council president has changed, there should be no more abandonment crisis in the future. We can disarm and return to the field and return to the hometown."

　　 Kiyino Rin nodded slightly.

　　The silent Komatsu Misaki suddenly came over: "Kyono-san, can I say a few words?"

　　 Kiyano Rin was stunned: "Of course."

　　 Komatsu Misaki took a deep breath, looked around the entire concert hall, and everyone had already gathered their sights tacitly.

　　 "Since Kiyo-kun was a consultant, all of us have been practicing every morning, memorizing scores during lunch break, and practicing until late at night after school."

　　 "Some students missed to participate in cram school, UU reading www.uukanshu.com led to a decline in grades, many of them are facing the third grade like me;"

　　 "Some classmates give up rest time, time to party with friends, time to go out with boyfriends on dates;"

　　 "Everything is for today."

　　 "Everyone, I don't want to say,'I just go all out and play happily.'"

　　 Komatsu Misaki held the musical instrument in her hand tightly.

　　 "I am in the third grade, and I have paid a lot for today. You can treat this as my selfishness and share the pressure with you, but I just want to win!"

　　 Everyone quietly looked at her with tears in her eyes, the girls tightly tugged at the hem of their skirts, and the boys pouted their mouths.

　　 "It is good enough to enter the national competition for the first time, and the silver medal is also very good..."

　　 Komatsu Misaki looked at everyone and took a deep breath:

　　 "It's either a gold award or not!"

　　 The girl's gasp after an emotional outburst filled the quiet small concert hall.

　　 "Go on, Kamkawa!" a boy suddenly raised his arm and shouted.

　　"Kamikawa, come on!" The voices of everyone resounded throughout the concert hall.

　　 Before the lingering rhyme of the voice dissipated, the heavy door was pushed open.

　　 "Classmates from Kamikawa High School, it's time."

　　 "Everyone," Misaki Komatsu wiped her tears, "Let's go!"