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 members of the Kita Uji 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 blow another time!" Kumiko asked firmly.

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

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

　　 "It's okay!" A short girl made her fists with her hands and yelled with her toes on the ground.

　　 Watanabe Toru 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.

　　 is 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. It takes 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 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 of them supported this proposal.

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

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

　　 "Teru Watanabe," Rin Kiyano rubbed his painful temple, "Don't waste my time."

　　 "Okay? 　 I'm fine? 　 Let's get started." Watanabe Toru's voice was simple and sharp.

　　Wait for everyone to get ready and tune the tone? 　The new deputy minister—a girl named Nakagawa Natsuki—connected the music classroom to the campus radio.

　　 "Hello? 　 hello, excuse everyone? 　 This is the wind club. Today the headquarter invited the conductor and oboe musicians who won the national gold medal to communicate..."

　　While the vice minister communicated with the teachers and students of the whole school through the microphone, Watanabe and Kumiko also whispered.

　　"Notes for you? 　How's your practice?"

　　 "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!"

　　Currently? 　She only has the ‘effort that must not be lost to others’ can show off? 　 As for the performance level, please wait until next year!

　　 will definitely surprise Watanabe! Obediently call her "Sister Kumi"!

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

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

　　 "Huh—"

　　A neat and even inhalation sound? 　Through the broadcast, it spread to every corridor in Kita Uji? 　Every room.

　　In the office, the teacher puts down his official duties; the classroom? 　Students stopped chatting, even the boys playing basketball on the playground? 　 also suspended shooting.

　　 Silence? 　 Dominates Kita Uji at this time.

　　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 drawn neatly without a trace of impurities. It seems that they did not waste time even after she retired.

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

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

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

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

　　 The noisy classroom gradually recovered, but suddenly became quiet.

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

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

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

　　 "A lie? 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 incredible.

　　......

　　 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.

　　******

　　The ensemble is over, and Kumiko's cheeks are dyed with 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.

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

　　 Just when she was immersed, Watanabe's voice came from her ears, which was very low: "Go and turn off the radio."

　　 "Huh?" She didn't react.

　　 "Go ahead."

　　 "Oh 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."

　　 "The trombone voice, do you understand the difference between'full' 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? You..."

　　 Looking at the button that turned off, Kumiko let out a sigh.

　　 The face of the wind 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 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 Chong Kumiko smiled, and shook his head irrelevantly.

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

　　 didn't have any anger at all, but it was all unwilling.

　　 and Kumiko joined the bass club since they were young, and playing the Euphonium is different until now. She joined the bass club only 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.

　　 Must work hard, next year, must join A group!

　　 "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 Toru stood up, "I can train Kaizuka-senpai alone, how about it?"

　　 ‘Training for seniors alone’, how confident is this to say this.

　　 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 things. Even when the other party took the initiative to ask for advice, she would be uneasy.

　　 "Yeah." Kai Zukao 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 Kaizukao--and she is still a senior, he should take the cruel advice of Rin Kiyano, right?

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

　　 "...Huh?" Kai Zhongkuo 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 understand what Watanabe Toru is talking about.

　　 Are you kidding me?

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

　　 This person talks nonsense all day long, putting on some "Tokyo guys" and pretending to be childish, but if he looks down on him and believes him, he will be played around.

　　 He is good at influencing a person in a joke manner and making others obey him.

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

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

　　 "Hmm." 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 her character is terrible, I still treat her...

　　 "Truru Watanabe-san." Rin Kiyano's voice came.

　　 "Get back to business. Kaizuka-senpai, your oboe was played for that sister Nozomi Umaki, right?"

　　 "Ximei is special. She is the most important friend. I only play for Xiemei." Kaizukao said the longest sentence today.

　　 "霙." On the one hand, the flute girl who was full of vivaciousness replied.

　　 Kaizukao 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.

　　 "Hmm!" Kaizukao looked at Toru Watanabe with firm eyes.

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

　　 Watanabe completely ignored Nozomi Umaki’s reaction and formed a style of "Tokyo is the most 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 Zhongkuo's tone did not contain a trace of emotion, and there were endless doubts in his big eyes.

　　 This is a pure child.

　　 "Watanabe!" Kumiko shouted in red.

　　 "Abnormal." Rena also turned her head ruddy.

　　 Okay, yellow card.

　　 The people on the left and right 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?" Kaizukao 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 Zhongyu 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, Kaizukakaku is as calm as an Antarctic penguin looking at the sky.

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

　　 "Blow it to me." He said.

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

　　 Everyone was immersed in this sound.

　　 Kumiko admires Kaizuka-senpai very much, the other party is really amazing.

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

　　 Kaizukazuo blew again.

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

　　 Kaizukao 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 Such a cute contrast can capture 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 Zukao lowered his head.

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

　　 "Me? Ah, no problem."

　　 Watanabe Toru 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." Kaizukao stared at Nozomi Umaki, playing slowly.

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

　　He walked behind Kai Zhong Kuo and said in her ear, "Kai-Zuka-senpai, have you seen it? Umaki-senpai is there, do you want to rush on with your open hands?"

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

　　 "Eh——???" Nozomi Umaki hugged herself with her hands and looked scared.

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

　　 But her voice is still accurate.

　　 Toru Watanabe has long discovered that Kaizukao 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 Zukao’s gaze gradually became licking, Nozomi Umaki covered her chest with one hand, and then she 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 Nozomi? Do you want to hold her in your arms?"

The sound of 　　 Kaizukazuo suddenly became sticky.

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

　　 In Watanabe Toru’s voice, Kuo’s performance is 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 sound of 　　 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.

　　 is incredible!

　　 "Perfect." Watanabe Toru put his hands together.

　　 In Kumiko’s sight, 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 get it!" Kai Zhong Kuo nodded excitedly.

　　 "圙——" Umbrella 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 let you go, letting you go to a more distant and higher music hall."

　　 Kaizukao shook his head, holding the oboe, and looked at Nozomi Umbrella in front of him without a word.

　　 Umaki Nozomi's charming smile flashed a trace of confusion.

　　 Kuo 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.

After 　　, Que will become even better. Can you go to the best music university?

　　 Or let Kuo accompany him to ordinary university?

　　 Umaki Nozomi clenched the flute in her hand.

　　......

　　 The lunch break passed quickly.

　　 Kumiko bid farewell to Toru Watanabe and Rin Kiyano 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 saying this word!"

　　 "Okay~www.ltnovel.com~Okay." Watanabe Toru said something else, and a preparation bell for class came in the distance.

　　 "Go." He waved his hand simply, and walked downhill with Rin Kiyano.

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

　　 Fortunately, Toru Watanabe has turned around.

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

　　 "I only saw you harassing girls."

　　 "Hey 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 of them gradually became inaudible.

　　 "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 she first met today, Toru Watanabe said a word accidentally.

　　‘Think about it, everyone is fascinated by me, but you can’t see me again in a blink of an eye, don’t you feel so young like this? ’

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

　　 looked into the distance with a sense of loss, and over the back mountain of the school, you can see the endless autumn sky.

　　 An airplane from west to east, leaving a white tail line, dividing the sky in two.