Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

The two porters looked at the blue-haired little girl in front of them who was obstructing their work and felt a little embarrassed. They were just porters and only knew what to move in and out, and nothing else.

"Toyokawa-san, please don't make things difficult for them. After all, they're just porters I hired and don't know anything." At this moment, a man unexpectedly emerged from the piano room. Manager Matsuo, dressed in a sharp work uniform, held a clipboard, on which he was constantly sketching. He explained to Toyokawa, "It was Mr. Shirakawa who agreed to allow us to enter and exit Hinomori directly. We registered the record with the guard at the school gate, and he also gave us the information."

"Then why did Manager Matsuo move the piano out of the piano room?" asked Shoko Toyokawa, her slender fingers clutching her cuffs, her eyes slightly raised, looking very anxious.

"Because this piano is so old that it even has difficulty making sounds, the chairman of Hinomori plans to collect it in the school history museum," said Manager Matsuo.

"But..." Toyokawa Shoko seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say it in the end. But if there is not even a piano in the piano room, then this piano room can still be considered a piano room? If this piano is moved away, where will she go to play the piano...

Four men dressed as porters came out of the piano room. Their foreheads were covered in sweat and they kept wiping the sweat from their faces and heads with their hands.

They walked up to the store manager Matsuo and told him that they had moved the Steinway piano into this piano room and ensured that the piano would not be damaged in the process.

"Thank you all for your hard work." Manager Matsuo made another stroke on the recording board.

Shoko Toyokawa stretched her neck and found that the contract signed a few days ago was clipped on the recording board of Manager Matsuo.

In preparation for the academy festival, Hinomori rented and purchased a large number of musical instruments from ECHO Music Shop, which was managed by Matsuo. At the same time, he increased the budget and orders for musical instruments based on the performance of these instruments on the day of the academy festival.

Manager Matsuo must have come here to fulfill the contract.

"Miss Toyokawa, are you worried that you won't have a piano to play after it's moved to the school history museum?" Manager Matsuo had a keen eye and could tell what Toyokawa Shoko was thinking with just a glance. "I'd say Miss Toyokawa, you don't need to worry about not having a piano to play in the future."

"I know that Hinomori rented and purchased some electric pianos and upright pianos from store manager Matsuo, but these pianos have long been distributed to junior high schools and those music clubs." Shoko Toyokawa said, and began to imagine her future life without a piano to play.

"But there is a piano in the contract that was purchased as a gift specifically for Miss Toyokawa, and it was asked to be placed in this piano room." Manager Matsuo handed the clipboard to Toyokawa Shoko and pointed to the clause on it.

Shoko Toyokawa took the clipboard doubtfully. She quickly scanned it and actually found this clause in the contract.

"Even so, there's no way to compare an electric piano and an upright piano to a grand piano. The grand piano's resonance is far superior, and its dynamic range far exceeds the former two. It can handle everything from delicate to powerful sounds, and can create completely different playing styles with different players. The overall tone is also more elegant, warmer, and softer."

"Ms. Toyokawa is right. Electric pianos and upright pianos can never be compared with grand pianos. But I would like to refute that. The grand piano in this music room is so old that the sound is unstable," said the store manager Matsuo.

"From my perspective as a professional tuner, this piano is like an iron sword sealed in sulfuric acid. The fact that you can play music with it completely and smoothly proves that your piano skills are remarkable."

He walked to the car and pressed the piano keys, and a muddy sound stumbled out of the piano.

"..." Shoko Toyokawa lowered her head, speechless. She felt she would never return to this piano room again. The Roland keyboard she'd used when she formed her band had long since been sold as secondhand. If this piano were taken away from her, the remains of her dreams would have no resting place.

"Why don't you go into this piano room yourself, Ms. Toyokawa?" Manager Matsuo took the clipboard from Toyokawa Shoko. "Maybe there's a surprise waiting for you."

Shoko Toyokawa looked at the face of the store manager Matsuo, whose expression showed that he wanted to laugh at her. She rubbed her eyes, and her expression became cold and unkind. She walked into the piano room, her delicate legs as slender as two oars, and the breeze brought by her walking blew her trouser legs.

Manager Matsuo followed behind her.

A grand piano sat in the center of the practice room. The Steinway D274 Spirio Record, also known as the Steinway D series, is the flagship model of Steinway grand pianos. A D274 made in Hamburg, Germany, costs at least million yen in Japan, while a Spirio Record can cost upwards of million.

It is eight feet long, about 61.25 inches wide, and weighs a whopping 480 kilograms, making it a recognized "giant" among pianos.

Because of the excellent tone and quality of Steinway D274, it is the piano of choice for almost all large-scale concerts.

Shoko Toyokawa can tell the origin of the piano in the center of the practice room at a glance. She can even tell the past and present of the Steinway piano. As a pianist, no one does not dream of getting a Steinway grand piano of their own.

"Isn't she beautiful? This girl is my lobby manager and the treasure of our store. To be honest, when I brought her back from Hamburg, I never thought that I would be able to send her away one day." Manager Matsuo walked to Shoko Toyokawa and said.

"Hey, Miss Toyokawa, what's wrong with you..." He wanted to feel the warmth of the piano with his fingers, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was blocked by Toyokawa Shoko.

Toyokawa Shoko stood before the store manager, Matsuo, tucking the wings of her Steinway piano behind her like a bird spreading its wings. She felt as if her head had taken in so much information in an instant, as if a universe had formed within it, and it was about to explode!

This is a Steinway D274 Spirio Record! Even when she was still living in Toyokawa's house, she'd dreamed of owning a Steinway in the future. After her family went through a tragedy, she'd only dared to dream about it. But now, she'd actually gotten a Steinway?

The moment she saw store manager Matsuo reaching out to touch the piano, Toyokawa Shoko instinctively made a move similar to an animal protecting its food.

When she realized what she had done, she immediately moved away from Manager Matsuo.

"Manager Matsuo...I'm sorry."

"It's okay... My family gave me a Yamaha CFX before I went to Berkeley. My reaction at the time was much greater than yours. I even silently vowed to become one with this machine."

Store manager Matsuo expressed his understanding.

After the joy that felt like the world was exploding, Shoko Toyokawa finally calmed down. She wondered who had given her this piano, and quickly eliminated the few options in her mind. She sadly discovered that with her current worth, no one or organization would give her a Steinway.

"Manager Matsuo, I remember that there didn't seem to be any clause about this Steinway piano in the contract at that time." Shoko Toyokawa said, her tone full of questions, and she obviously wanted Manager Matsuo to explain the situation.

The porters in the piano room came out one after another. Manager Matsuo walked to the door of the piano room, closed it, and asked the porters to place the musical instruments on the car according to the contract.

He looked at Toyokawa Shoko, and after making sure that no one was around, he said cautiously, "This part is a confidential project. Remember not to tell anyone else, especially Mr. Shirakawa..."

Manager Matsuo asked Shoko Toyokawa to carefully check the piano stool. Although this piano stool was a gift and could only be paired with this piano like Pan Feng riding Red Hare, the quality was absolutely impeccable.

Following the instructions of store manager Matsuo, Shoko Toyokawa turned the piano over, examined it inside and out, and finally saw a note on the side wall under the piano bench.

The note was stuck with transparent tape. If it weren't for the reminder from store manager Matsuo, Toyokawa Shoko felt that she might never find it in her lifetime.

It says--

"Hello, Xiangzi, it's me. I don't know how long it will take for you to find this note, maybe the next moment, maybe never. How are you these days? Are you still playing the piano? Are your dreams still shining and brilliant? I just want you to know that I will miss you and everything about you."

"You should know whose handwriting this is, right?" said the store manager, Matsuo. "It's hidden really well. Even though a stool might not seem like a good place to hide it, if I hadn't warned you, this piece of paper might have rotted here forever."

A lifetime, what a long word. It can be just a moment of less than a hundred years in the eyes of the world, or it can be a period of time that a cicada crawling out of the ground cannot live for several lifetimes.

In Toyokawa Shoko's eyes, this is her life.

Judging from the place where he hid the note, Shirakawa Haru probably really didn't want her to find it. Perhaps he thought it didn't matter if he never found it. If he could find the note and smile knowingly when he turned into a white-haired old woman and looked through old things and recalled the past, then he would be satisfied.

"Absolutely, absolutely don't tell Mr. Shirakawa."

Manager Matsuo looked at Toyokawa Shoko as she closed her eyes. He knew that girls her age were both romantic and crazy, willing to do anything for the boy they loved. If she later went after Mr. Shirakawa with a mad rant, saying she loved only him and would marry him forever, then he would be in trouble.

Future cooperation with Hinomori will definitely be scrapped.

He is a businessman. Even if his intentions are not pure, he still wants to make money.

Don't get involved with this kind of romantic relationship between high school students!

"Ms. Toyokawa, please try this Steinway first. I still have instruments to move to various music clubs in Hinomori, so I won't bother you for now."

Manager Matsuo sensed something bad was wrong and fled from the piano room.

"Well, see you later, Ms. Toyokawa. If you're planning to form a band and want to perform live, remember to come to ECHO in Chiba Prefecture. We have a great venue!"

Shoko Toyokawa didn't say anything. She put her fingers on the keys and pressed them one by one in order.

Now her mind is not on the piano, nor on the ECHO of Manager Matsuo, but on Shirakawa Haru.

According to the courses scheduled on the curriculum, he should still be taking Chinese class now.

Shoko Toyokawa thought as she walked out of the piano room. She first walked on a stone path with purple flowers on both sides. The name of these flowers is purple velvet Oxalis. They were originally planted in autumn and bloomed in early winter. But these Oxalis didn't know whether it was because of the variety or because of some kind of help from heaven, but they bloomed in this season. The flowers were so lush that not even a leaf could be seen.

Her footsteps became faster and faster, and from behind she seemed a little angry. Her flying footsteps brought up a strong wind, and all the wood sorrels under her feet fell to one side, and the purple flowers also fell on the stone road.

Shoko Toyokawa walked along a path paved with flowers to the high school teaching building. She wanted to see Haru Shirakawa, now, immediately, right away, she had to!

Class A of the first year that Shirakawa Haru is in is on the first floor of the teaching building. The window in the classroom next to Shirakawa Haru faces the teaching building next door.

A stool was brought over, and Shoko Toyokawa stood on it just enough to reach the window. She wanted to give Shirakawa Haru a surprise and tell her how she felt after seeing the note.

Shoko Toyokawa didn't know whether Shirakawa Haru was listening to the class seriously at this moment. Based on her understanding of Shirakawa Haru, he definitely mastered all the content to be learned in the Chinese class this semester.

He may be listening to the class attentively, or he may be doing what he wants to do, the latter is more likely.

She imagined Shirakawa Haru turning his hair and knocking on the glass. His expression would definitely be shocked beyond words.

Shoko Toyokawa stood on a stool, her bright amber eyes scanning the classroom, and her sight quickly caught sight of Haru Shirakawa.

Just as she thought, Shirakawa Haru was indeed not attending the class now.

He was passing notes to Gao Songdeng.

Chapter 7400 Do You Hate Me That Much? ()

During Chinese class, Takamatsu Deng and Shirakawa Haru secretly exchanged messages using small notes.

But strictly speaking, it cannot be considered "secretly". It would be more appropriate to say that it is open and aboveboard.

The sky was exceptionally blue after the rainstorm, and the warm sunlight streamed through the gaps between the leaves, weaving through the slight breeze, comfortably and long, casting a mottled light and shadow on the marble floor of the classroom.

The fragrance from the note permeated the late summer morning, filling the desks.

Ever since Takamatsu Deng learned to pass notes in class a few days ago, this behavior has become uncontrollable, as if he is obsessed with it.

She became more and more courageous. At first, she sat upright and passed the note. When she handed the note to Shirakawa Haru, she tried her best to ensure that the teacher would not find out.

But after just one day, she no longer concealed her actions.

When communicating in daily life, she would put her hands behind her back and give Shirakawa Haru a note. When she was happy, she would turn around and hand him the note.

When the teacher was writing formulas or giving a lecture on the podium with his back to the students, the notes thrown by Shirakawa Haru and Takamatsu Deng were like bullets fired from the muzzle of a gun on the battlefield. In just one minute, the two of them had experienced several rounds of bullets.

"What do you want to eat for lunch today, Qing?" Gao Songdeng wrote on a piece of paper and handed it to Shirakawa Qing.

"Let's have some fried noodles and bread. I heard it tastes good and is cheap." Shirakawa Haru opened the note passed to him by Takamatsu Deng and replied on it.

"But fried noodles and bread are not very nutritious. Didn't you always eat them in the school cafeteria before?" Takamatsu Deng asked Shirakawa Haru.

"I recently bought some expensive gifts, and my little treasury was emptied out in an instant. I also owe others a lot of money. If I want to pay it back quickly, I have to work hard to save money." Baichuan Qing tore off a small half page of the notebook and wrote on it, feeling a little melancholy.

He actually wanted to eat some warm food at noon, such as omelet rice, curry rice, or fried noodles, but in order to save some money, he could only eat strange things like fried noodles and bread.

"Haru, do you want to go to the cafeteria with me? I'll treat you..." Takamatsu Deng's hands were shaking as he wrote these words. What should I do? This is the first time I've invited a boy. If others knew that I was having dinner with Shirakawa Haru, would there be rumors?

However, going to the cafeteria to eat with Shirakawa Haru is normal in itself, after all, he is his lifelong friend.

"Thank you for the lamp, but I'll just have to make do with some fried noodles and bread. After all, if you treat me to a meal today, what will I do tomorrow? It's better to get used to it sooner rather than later."

"I...I can also treat you to dinner tomorrow."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

"The day after tomorrow is fine."

"I say, Deng, you are really cute, but one day you will not be able to treat me to lunch for one reason or another."

"No, if you want, I'll always..." Takamatsu Deng didn't write the rest of the sentence, but placed it on Shirakawa Haru's desk, leaving him to guess what she would write next. This was a communication technique between boyfriends and girlfriends she had seen on Twitter. The teacher who taught the technique said that creating a sense of mystery and initiative can increase the fun of communication between two people, and it is a lubricant for the relationship, which can keep the affection between boyfriends and girlfriends going.

"Will it always be? Deng, it seems like you gave me the note without finishing this sentence."

"I've finished writing."

A gentle breeze blew, and the air was filled with the fragrance of trees and soil baked by the sun. The dust raised in the classroom was clearly visible under the sunlight.

Gao Songdeng sat in his seat, as if he had heard a familiar joke. He was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

She smiled a brilliant smile, more charming than the most charming flower in midsummer, instantly lighting up the entire classroom. She suddenly realized that it was not appropriate for her to smile like that in class, so she covered the lower half of her face with her palm, but her shoulders continued to shake uncontrollably.

At this moment, the world was also captivated by the smile on Gao Songdeng's shoulders, and only the soft sunlight was left on her shaking shoulders, witnessing this pure and beautiful moment.

"Deng, are you okay? I saw your shoulders shaking from behind." Shirakawa Haru pulled her chair closer to the desk, then stretched out her arm and tapped Takamatsu Deng's back.

"Qing, I'm fine. I just thought of a funny joke." Takamatsu Deng turned around and whispered to Shirakawa Haru.

"I think that joke must be very funny, otherwise you wouldn't laugh so hard. Tell me about it."

"This is my secret, I won't tell you." As if to retaliate against Shirakawa Haru for not telling him that he and Goto shared a little secret that day, Takamatsu Deng did not tell Shirakawa Haru the joke he was talking about.

There is no joke at all. It's just the extremely delicate feelings in a girl's heart.

"Ahem... students down there, please stop whispering to each other! Don't go too far!" The Chinese teacher slammed the podium heavily, "Pay attention!"

Before, Shirakawa Haru was still quite secretive when passing notes to Takamatsu Deng, but now they are completely open about it. The Chinese teacher feels that if this continues, the class will be ruined sooner or later!

Do you really not pay attention to the occasion when you are in love?

What a youth!

"Continue teaching! Listen carefully!" The Chinese teacher turned around again and wrote on the blackboard with his back to the students.

Gao Songdeng was frightened by the Chinese teacher's roar and sat in awe. Even when Shirakawa Haru tapped her on the back, she didn't turn around. Shirakawa Haru guessed that he was frightened by the Chinese teacher's tone. Come to think of it, at least before she learned to pass notes in class, she was still a good student who listened attentively in class.

It's a pity that I was led astray by myself.

Baichuan Qing smiled, then turned his head to look out the window. He blinked, a little unable to believe his eyes.

Toyokawa Shoko's long blue hair was shrouded in the bright halo of the sun, her twin ponytails hung down softly, and her amber eyes sparkled like stars falling from the sky.

Toyokawa Shoko was looking at him, and Shirakawa Haru was a little confused about the emotions in her eyes.

"President..." The student sitting behind Shirakawa Haru also dropped a note on his desk. Shirakawa unfolded the note, which read, "I was just trying to remind you that Vice President Fengchuan has been standing by the window for a long time. She kept banging on the glass, but you were passing notes to Takamatsu and didn't hear it."

Shoko Toyokawa stood at the window, tapping the classroom glass gently with her hands. With this force, she could ensure that the teacher on the podium would not notice her while at the same time making Shirakawa Haru feel her presence.

Her lips moved and she mouthed the same words to Shirakawa Haru. She was sure that Shirakawa Haru saw her and that he could understand her lip movements, but his answer was, "It's not convenient during class time. Let's talk after class."

inconvenient?