I play wind instruments in Kansai

In the first music classroom, almost everyone's eyes were on Willow Knott, the newly promoted trumpet player.

"You said you shouldn't go."

"Hehe, don't go."

Some of the older students started whispering among themselves, but no one agreed with Willow Knot Lantern's words.

"Kitate...Shh..."

Beside Yuuki Yuuki, a petite girl tugged at her sleeve; Kohinata Hina seemed to not want her to steal the spotlight at this moment.

However, Liu Mujie continued with a stern face:

"In the past, the Kansai region was dominated by three superpowers and many strong teams, but the situation is different now. Osaka Tosho has been in a slump in recent years, and Meisei Engineering School didn't even make it into the Kansai Championships last year. Only Shuta Affiliated Jukko High School has maintained its regional competitiveness. Now it's a situation of one superpower and many strong teams, and we have a chance."

Unlike Hokkaido, the Kansai region is a true competition zone, home to many strong schools, and there are three spots for Utsunomiya to go to the national tournament.

In previous years, these three spots were occupied by the "Kansai Big Three," but in recent years they have loosened their grip, prompting many schools to eagerly compete for them.

"What opportunity?" a member asked. "Junior Liu Mu, if you don't explain more clearly, we won't understand."

Willowwood Kite licked its dry lips, clenched its fist, and looked directly at Tani Hanane, saying:

"The chance to win gold at the Kansai Tournament."

As soon as these words were spoken, a hushed murmur filled the room, with only a few indistinct syllables reaching the ears.

Kanon Tani glanced around the classroom, observing the reactions on the members' faces, then looked at Yuuto Yanagi and said:

"I thought you were going to win the national gold medal; that would sound cooler."

"unnecessary."

Willow Knot Lantern's face flushed slightly, and the veins on her arms, hanging at her sides, were clearly visible.

"I know everyone's own capabilities, so there's no need to deceive yourselves. Winning the Kansai Gold Award is a success, even if it's a worthless gold medal. Of course, if it's a national award, then it will far exceed our goal."

"Feed? What do you mean by that?"

"Isn't that going too far?"

"We're aiming for the national gold medal! Are you kidding us?!"

Her words clearly provoked dissatisfaction among many people, and made Gong Lingwang, who had been keeping quiet, feel uneasy.

The slogan of the Haruki Brass Band has always been "National Gold," and this phrase has never changed.

It is also a fact that the goal could not be achieved.

But the fact is objective: the act of "speaking out in public" is inherently extremely awkward.

To put it simply, you might dislike someone, but you would never tell everyone in front of them what's disgusting about them.

Of course, saying that means there will be virtually no more meetings with him in the future.

But this place is different; this is the wind instrument section, and no one wants to leave.

Publicly criticizing willow knot lamps makes them easy to question—

"Why did you have to say it at this time? You're not doing this for the gang at all; you're just trying to show off how clever you are and put everyone down."

Gongling Wang took a deep breath. Liu Mu Jie Deng's behavior violated the "group consensus" and was extremely likely to be betrayed and isolated.

In layman's terms, it's what people often call "reading the air."

The offended group will feel socially threatened, and anger is the most immediate reaction.

But Miyamine Nozomi didn't have time to say these things to Ryuki Yuuto.

Hasebe Souta crossed his arms, frowned, and said in a loud voice:

"You don't need to worry about this. As a first-year student, you just need to listen to Daidouji and the others."

Someone loudly voiced their support, and others immediately chimed in.

"What are you pretending for, you first-year student?"

"It's just a dog from Daidoji Temple, barking here."

"They really think they're something special."

The atmosphere within the department gradually turned icy, and sarcastic remarks became increasingly undisguised.

Liu Mujie's face flushed even more, and just as he was about to retort again, Gong Lingwang opened his mouth and shouted in a voice that drowned out the wave of sarcasm:

"I agree."

His voice was so loud that everyone in the classroom fell silent.

Seeing everyone, including Kanon Tani, turning their gazes towards him, Souji Mizuno anxiously nudged his side with his elbow, gritting his teeth and whispering:

"Eh?! Eh?! Eh?!—!"

Liu Mujie thought it was someone else, but when he saw that it was Gong Lingwang speaking, his anger flared up immediately.

If it weren't for the crowd here, she would have grabbed him by the collar and elbowed him this morning.

Hasebe Sōta paused for a moment, then raised the corner of his lips, assuming that Miyamine Nozomi was trying to curry favor with him.

"Look, as expected of junior brother Gongling who comes from Shenxu in Hokkaido, his knowledge is definitely higher than yours, Liumu."

Liu Mujie stared intently at Gong Lingwang, his lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing. Only his chest rose and fell, each breath causing subtle folds in the uniform fabric.

"No, that's a misunderstanding. What I meant was that I support Liu Mu's opinion," Miyamune Nozomi quickly explained.

"Well......"

Anger shattered in Willow Knot Lamp's brown pupils, replaced by astonishment.

Unlike the sharp inhalation before, the breath was now long and gentle, and the previously tense shoulders slumped down half an inch without anyone noticing.

Sōta Hasebe frowned deeply: "What?"

The light in Gu Huayin's eyes immediately brightened, and she smiled at him, her voice affected and artificial:

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"I just think what Liu Mu said makes sense. National gold is still not advisable, and Kansai gold...:"

Gong Lingwang took a shallow breath, hesitated for a moment, and then continued.

"We can try to put it together."

"I agree." A clear voice reached my ears.

Standing, Kirishima Ryuka raised her hand, revealing her beautifully shaped, smooth, and flawless legs beneath her skirt.

"Hmm... But the question is, why not participate in the Children's Festival?" Tani Hanane asked.

Before Miyamune and Kirishima could speak, Yukito Yanagi said eagerly:

"Because we don't have much time overall, the theme song was already out, but we still haven't chosen one. There are only three months left until the Waka City Prefectural Wind Band Competition. If you take away the exam week, in short, we are very pressed for time. Miyamine and I have the same idea, so—"

"No, no, no, I agree to attend the memorial service," Miyamune Nozomi quickly waved her hand and said.

An excited expression crept onto Liu Mujie's face as he stared directly at him and said:

"Why?"

"Because no one is in a rush to become an expert because of these few days," Miyamune Nozomi explained. "It won't make us experts in these few days, nor will it cost us our future."

"Results are achieved through gradual accumulation!" Willow Wood Lamp's tone became noticeably more aggressive.

Gong Lingwang, who understood her temperament to some extent, continued, "That's something for the national elite to consider, and besides, I also want to go and have fun."

"I also agree with Gong Ling's idea."

Kirishima Ruka frowned slightly. The sunlight streaming in from the window traced her features, revealing her cherry-red lips parting slightly beneath her pert nose.

"Winning the All Gold Medal is almost a natural slogan, but now the reality and the slogan have deviated to a certain extent. The original slogan is no longer enough to match the changed reality. The specific operation of the brass band has nothing to do with the slogan of 'National Gold'. We need to establish a more realistic slogan to better develop ourselves. In this respect, Liu Mu has not done anything wrong—"

She spoke a lot, each word like a wiped-cleaned pane of glass.

Anhe Jun pouted in confusion, moved to the side, and whispered to Shida Nana:

"What is she saying?"

"The economic base determines the superstructure, that's how it should be. You should at least study a little more." Shida Nana crossed her arms and glanced at her.

"Wow, that's amazing~~" An Hechun exclaimed, holding her phone with both hands.

Kirishima Ruka continued, "However, before that, it would be better to pay more attention to other people's thoughts."

The words uttered by the girl seemed to have struck a chord with the sparks about to ignite the willow wood lantern. As if trying to expel the pent-up emotions accumulating in her lungs, she frowned and said:

"Kirishima, you dare tell me you care about other people's opinions! You have absolutely no right to!"

"Hmm..."

Kirishima Ruka's throat trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back down.

Miyamine Nozomi always felt that something must have happened between them.

Snapped--!

"Alright, all the first-year students have finished speaking. From now on, no one is allowed to speak."

Gu Huayin clapped her hands together, producing a crisp sound.

"You shouldn't have any objections to us handling these matters, right?"

No one replied.

Miyamine Nozomi naturally stopped talking, but suddenly realized that Hasebe-senpai had been watching her.

"Okay, that's settled then."

Tani Hana turned her head to the side, her glossy brown hair cascading along the contours of her face accentuating the whiteness of her skin.

"Does Supervisor Hayami have any comments?"

"Huh? Me?" Supervisor Hayami immediately straightened up, pointed to himself, and said, "Do I need to give feedback too?"

Gong Lingwang couldn't help but sigh. Her words were as foolish as those of a young lady who had just left her maiden home and was inexperienced in worldly affairs; they were of no use except for arousing desire.

However, he quickly reflected on his actions. Hayami, the supervisor, was not in this field, and if she could avoid coming, she certainly wouldn't want to.

Gongling Wang raised his hand and pinched his nose.

We need to either change the instructor or transform Director Hayami into a genius instructor for the brass band in a short period of time.

In comparison, the former is easier to do, while the latter is hopeless unless one's own system can intervene.

This depends entirely on luck when it refreshes, and on one's own stock trading skills.

"If we had one, that would be wonderful," said Tani Hanane with a smile. "After all, you are our advisor."

"Well......"

Supervisor Hayami noticed that all the team members' eyes were on him, and awkwardly raised his hand to smooth his hair, saying...

"I think... we should still do it?"

"Supervisor Hayami is brilliant!"

"I love Coach Hayami the most, I love him so much~~~!"

"Is it going to be a sea and sky theme like last year? I absolutely love those dresses!"

The members reacted very well, their expressions becoming quite interesting, a complete contrast to the previous atmosphere.

Does that seem to be correct?

Supervisor Hayami's tense mood immediately relaxed, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

As long as everyone is happy, right? As long as we can get through this year peacefully, that's all that matters, right? That way, I won't have to continue being a mentor next year.

Please! Just let yourself get through this year peacefully! Save this bombshell for next year's supervisor!

"Nana? And you?" Tani Hanane asked.

"Holy Child." Shida Nana turned to look at Daidouji Seiko.

Daidouji Seiko looked at Yanagi Yuuto, her eyes seeming to say, "Don't worry about this," and said in a deliberately relaxed tone:

"We will attend the memorial service, discuss the performance costumes again, and the section leaders will stay after school in the afternoon to discuss the repertoire."

"yes!"

An Hechun seemed completely unconcerned, and instead raised her hand in response.

In that instant, Yukito's expression turned powerless and resentful.

Gongling Wang realized a fact.

People may be ridiculed or even disliked by others because their sense of responsibility is too high and their status is mismatched.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong. As long as the identities are mismatched, whatever you say is wrong and will not be recognized.

Willow Wood's obsessive-compulsive loyalty within the brass band, bordering on foolishness, was something Miyamine Nozomi greatly admired.

She must also hate herself for having no voice.

[Willow Wood Lighting: Down 2%, -1162 yen]

[Analysis of the change: The proposed ideas were not approved by the leadership, which dampened the team's enthusiasm and led to a growing pessimism about the future of the brass band]

Current value: 56.9

Total profit/loss: -2%, -1162 yen

Willowwood lamp stock fell, but surprisingly, Gongling Wang was not anxious at all.

It's alright, two points is acceptable. I've already invested nearly 60,000 yen in willow wood lanterns, so a loss of a little over 1,000 yen is nothing.

[Kirishima Ruka: No Change]

[Ai Kato: Up 5%, 26730 yen]

[Analysis of the unusual activity: Confirmed participation in the memorial service; the spotlight effect of the parade inspires ambition]

Current value: 18.7

Total profit/loss: +13%, total +66300 yen

Oh?

Looking at the market, Miyamune noticed that Kirishima Ryuka's performance hadn't changed at all, while Kato Ai's performance had surged again.

In less than a day, he made a profit of over 60,000.

"This game is way too easy!" Miyamune thought to himself, while turning his head to look for Kato Ai's figure.

She stood right next to Kirishima Ruka, making her very conspicuous. Beneath her bangs were almond-shaped eyes, and her glossy lips revealed a joyful smile.

She seemed to be smiling all the time.

The moment their eyes met, Kato Ai raised her hand to greet her, and Miyamine Nozomi nodded in return.

This girl is becoming more and more pleasing to the eye.

"it is good."

Gu Huayin picked up her phone and glanced at the time.

"That's settled then. If anyone has any better suggestions, please let your voice section leader know first. Dismissed."

"good!"

After listening to Tani Hana's instructions, the members began to leave the first music classroom one by one.

Supervisor Hayami couldn't wait to leave. As soon as he heard that he could leave, he got up without saying a word and rushed ahead of the students to leave.

Kato Ai always followed Kirishima Ruka, seemingly understanding who she would be most talked about by.

"He really doesn't act like a consultant at all." Miyamine said, looking at the swaying hips of the supervisor, Hayami, as he put on his shoes.

"As long as it looks good."

Mizuno Soji put on his shoes and said,

"But then again, other people's mentors and advisors are the composers of the songs and have won awards, while Director Hayami is too innocent, like a blank sheet of paper."

"Mizuno, don't make too many demands on Hayami-sensei."

"Wow, you were the one who said that first, and now you're lecturing me."

"I'm not talking about guidance."

"Um?"

Mizuno Souji's eyes widened, then he raised his hand, revealing a sly grin.

"Oh, you little rascal."

At that moment, Gong Lingwang's arm was bumped, and upon looking down, he discovered it was a willow knot lantern.

She glanced at herself but didn't say anything. She straightened her skirt and hurried away with the girl beside her.

She must be angry because I didn't stand up for her to the end, Miyamine thought.

"Has Willow always been like this in the brass section?" he asked.

"How so?"

"Speak your own mind."

"It's alright, I don't think I'm usually this dazzling."

Mizuno Soji said with a smile,

"She probably wanted to impress you since you came back, but she didn't expect it to turn out like this."

How will you behave in front of me?

What girl, Jiahao?

"Does Junior Liu Mu like Gong Ling?" A pair of large hands pressed on their shoulders respectively, and a hot breath approached from behind.

"Tatsuno-senpai, you're quite a big guy, but you didn't make much of a fuss." Upon seeing him, Mizuno Souji visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tatsuno Murasawa asked curiously, "Are you dating?"

"No." Miyamine Nozomi felt his left shoulder being pressed down and drooping. "What are you thinking, Ryūno-senpai?"

"It's alright, but personally, I don't want high-intensity training," said Tatsuno Sawamura.

Why?

"Unless you're a bad guy, Junior Gongling, and you want us to repeat the mistakes of Songbai Academy."

What does it mean to repeat the mistakes of Songbai Academy?

"Shuangye" looked at her with surprise and said incredulously, "Really? You don't know about Pine and Cypress Academy?"

"How would I know?"

"It seems the information blockade is too severe," said Mizuno Soji.

"No way, it's on the news. I think Miyamine is the kind of person who doesn't watch the news. Matsukawa is a top brass school in Wakayama City."

Tatsuno Murasawa loosened his hands from their shoulders and said.

"High-intensity wind instrument practice is actually quite normal, but this kind of high intensity led to bullying at Songbai Academy, which eventually resulted in a suicide due to depression. Now the Songbai Wind Instrument Club is defunct and all activities have been suspended."

"so......."

"You really didn't know? Logically speaking, your class should have been the first to know."

Why?

"Why... don't you know that the girl sitting next to you is from Songbai Academy?"

After they said that, the image of the girl at the next table immediately came to mind.

She has a slender figure, glossy thin lips, and porcelain-white skin without blush or many expression lines.

She speaks softly when answering questions in class.

I remember she seemed to love wearing white socks, and her indoor shoes were always spotless, brown loafers.

She is a still life perfectly framed, meant only to be viewed.