I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"Calm down. Senior Amemori was quite gentle back in the second year. Who knows if Eto will become like that after the third year?"

"What is this? A curse that only appears in third grade?"

"Do you know the saying 'He who slays the dragon will become the dragon'? Reaching the pinnacle of power always makes people lose their true nature."

Just as Tian Hai Cang was about to explain, he suddenly felt a gloomy gaze pierce him. Without even thinking, he knew it was Yu Shou.

The two of them almost reflexively lowered their heads and stopped talking.

"Does Kanzaki-senpai have anything to say? What do you think of Kitahara-sensei?" Takahashi Kami asked.

Eri Kanzaki raised her hand to smooth her side hair, sat upright in her seat, and her lips moved meaninglessly.

About five seconds later, she pursed her lips and said in a groaning tone:

"like."

Ahhh!!!

Before Kitahara Hakuba could even react, the girls in the classroom erupted in a commotion as soon as he said that.

But they weren't just making a fuss; they simply felt that Eri Kanzaki's voice was so soft, gentle, and beautiful when she said "suki" that they couldn't help themselves.

"How adorable Eri is!"

Sayaka Akamatsu, her hands resting on the table like a lion in heat on the plains, gazed at Eri Kanzaki with lustful eyes and said...

"Just imagine holding her in my arms and kissing her, hehehehe"

"Wait, wait, wait! Sayaka!" Sakurako Yukawa, who was sitting next to her, quickly grabbed her arm.

Because she was genuinely worried that Sayaka Akamatsu would rush up and start frantically kissing Eri Kanzaki, which, given her past behavior, wasn't impossible.

Kitahara Hakuba was somewhat surprised. He was initially worried, but then he realized that everyone seemed to have little reaction to Eri's "liking" her, as they were all captivated by her charm.

Of course, this reaction refers to the reaction related to him, not the one we see now.

Since Sayaka Akamatsu did not choose to delete this scene, she must have realized this and felt that it was not a problem at all.

He looked at Kanzaki Eri, who looked around at the noisy club members with some confusion, her head swaying mechanically as she turned.

Through her long hair, one could vaguely glimpse the girl's delicate ears.

"I...I really like Kanzaki-senpai," Amami So said dreamily.

Matsuoka Nobuyuki: "??? You just said you liked Eto-kun."

The excitement didn't last long; the members quieted down on their own and continued looking at the screen.

It was noticeable that "Kami Takahashi's" voice trembled slightly. As if for the sake of the show, she deliberately swallowed and made a loud swallowing sound.

"Um, could you say 'Kanzaki-senpai' again? It seems like she wasn't in the picture."

Eri Kanzaki didn't think much of it, but simply tightened her grip on the oboe, smiled slightly, and seemed to gaze at Hakuba Kitahara through the lens, whispering:

"The gold medal is for you this time."

"Chew it all!!!"

The classroom, which had finally quieted down, began to stir again because of her words, and many people got goosebumps because of her gentle temperament.

Looking at the excited club members around her, Nagase Tsukiyo was unsure whether she should join in the excitement.

She envied Eri Kanzaki so much for daring to speak her true feelings in front of the camera. She had once thought that Eri was incredibly weak and even needed her protection.

But unexpectedly, the most timid person turned out to be himself.

Nagase Tsukiyo pressed her bare, pale legs together beneath her skirt, her fingers gripping the hem of her uniform tightly, biting her lower lip in frustration.

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I regret that I didn't say anything nice and didn't leave a deep impression on Kitahara-sensei.

My performance in this documentary was too ordinary, almost too monotonous.

Next, "Takahashi Kami" wanted "Eri" to say more, but "Eri" just shook her head and didn't say another word.

Kitahara Hakuba knew what it was. Eri felt that she had expressed herself enough, and saying more would only make things worse and was not worth it at all. "Let's skip Kana's part," Takahashi Kami said in a nonchalant tone.

"Why?" Kana Eto asked, somewhat displeased.

"Just kidding."

The camera pans to "Kana Eto," whose face is flushed and pouting, but she quickly calms down and says with a touch of melancholy:

"There are many unforgettable things, every audition was one of them."

“The atmosphere becomes gloomy again as soon as you speak.” Takahashi Kami knew what she wanted to say.

In the competition for oboe playing, Chanel's level of discomfort was by no means low, and in fact, it remained high.

"alright."

"Kana Eto" realized this as well, so she quickly calmed herself down and said with a smile,

"In short, I am very grateful to Mr. Kitahara for always comforting and encouraging me. Without you, I might not have had the confidence to strive for everything I wanted."

The man said, "I'll confess my feelings after you graduate."

"That's not a confession!"

OK!

The last person interviewed was "Kirishima Mai," who also spoke very little: "I will try my best, thank you Kitahara-sensei for your understanding."

For Kirishima Mai, even if Kitahara-sensei really skipped the audition results and forced her to go to the A section, she would still do her best, and the same thing would not happen as in the audition.

Because the audition only concerns herself, but the competition is a collective effort, she doesn't want to hold others back.

Fortunately, Kitahara-sensei wasn't that kind of person, and she didn't feel tormented.

After each vocal part was introduced, the camera shifted to the door of the first music classroom, but instead of going in, the camera peered through the glass in the door.

Kitahara Hakuba was sitting in a chair, wearing headphones, intently looking at his laptop, occasionally raising his hand to rest his chin in thought.

"Inside is our Kitahara-sensei; he looks very busy."

"Do you want to go in?"

"We definitely can't go in. If he finds out we're filming this, then there won't be any surprise at all."

"Then why did you come to film him?"

"There's a thrill in knowing you'll be discovered."

"Are you crazy? Let's go!"

The documentary, which is over twenty minutes long, was mostly filmed in the activity room of the wind instrument department.

Nagase Tsukiyo's editing skills are extremely high. She uses jump cuts, dissolves, and montage very skillfully, and her sense of rhythm is excellent.

One scene that left a particularly deep impression on Kitahara Hakuba was a first-person perspective shot at the end of the corridor, where the doors to each activity room opened and club members walked out.

The camera only shows skirts, legs, various colored socks, and indoor shoes; the girls' upper bodies are not visible.

Slender, thick, fair, bronze, graceful, long legs, and the tightness of the gap between the legs varies.

Black and white ankle socks, black and white calf socks, black over-the-knee socks, black pantyhose.

The screen was filled with legs as the girls took off their shoes at the entrance of the first music classroom, and their cute soles were clearly visible.

Some girls were wearing white socks, but the fabric covering their toes was slightly yellowed and had several unsettling fuzz balls.

The vibrant energy of youth is mixed together in a chaotic yet pleasing way.

After all the members entered the first music classroom, the camera slowly approached at a steady pace and suddenly stopped at the door.

The sliding door slowly opened, revealing ninety-six members of the wind instrument section standing in neat rows.

The camera pans down, and "Kami Takahashi" walks in from off-screen and stands next to "Kana Eto" in the front row.

Standing in the middle is "Yukawa Sakurako". She glanced at the members on her left and right, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she put her hands together and looked at the camera, saying:

"I am the club president, Yukawa Sakurako. Reporting to Kitahara-sensei, all ninety-six members of the brass band are present!"

"Be serious! This is a documentary that we worked so hard to make!"

The surrounding team members all smiled and looked at the camera in different poses.

Unlike the bustling First Music Classroom shown on screen, the actual First Music Classroom was inexplicably extremely quiet, with everyone staring at the screen and not making a sound.

Some members chose to peek at Kitahara Hakuba's face and found that his gaze was fixed on the screen, his expression focused and gentle.

"Yukawa Sakurako" raised her voice and shouted:

"Because I was worried that if we didn't win gold at the national championships, the feeling of filming might be different, I chose to film before the championships."

We hope that Kitahara-sensei won't blame us.

"To complain would be going too far!"

"Quiet down."

"Yukawa Sakurako" took a deep breath, smiled at the camera, and said:

"Teacher Kitahara—"

All the members shouted in unison:

"thank you--!"

The moment the words left his mouth, several firework explosions suddenly rang out in the first music classroom, accompanied by a slight whooshing sound.

Kitahara Hakuba was startled.

Fireworks exploded in the air, and at the same time, the curtains were opened by the staff. Colorful confetti and sequins rained down on Kitahara Hakuba's head and shoulders.

"Whoa whoa whoa—!!!!!"

Seeing Kitahara Hakuma's once handsome face now filled with flaws they had never seen before, the club members began to clap and cheer joyfully.

Once he came to his senses, Kitahara Hakuba raised his hand and gently brushed away the glitter and sparkles stuck to his hair and clothes.

Facing his students at that moment, he couldn't think of anything to say; it felt as if an invisible wad of cotton was tightly stuffed in his throat.

Even breathing became somewhat difficult.

At that moment, the sliding door of the first music classroom opened, and several boys, including Matsuoka Osamu, pushed in a small cart.