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"Composing music?" Sakurako Yukawa exclaimed in surprise. "Teacher Kitahara, is it those songs I posted yesterday?"
Kitahara Hakuba straightened his back, cleared his throat, and said:
"Yes, but after working on it for so long, we've only finished the instrumental version of one piece. We haven't even started working on the other two yet."
After he finished speaking, he took out a stack of sheet music from his bag and handed it to Yukawa Sakurako.
"This...the score for the entire piece...was completed in one night? By one person?"
Sakurako Yukawa stared incredulously at the sheet music in her hand; it looked quite professional.
However, she didn't want Kitahara-sensei to be in such a rush, since it was just a cultural festival and not as important as the national tournament.
According to her plan, even if Kitahara Hakuba publishes the article three days before the cultural festival, it will still be in time.
“Yes, it’s all by myself, the score for the whole part,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
The calm yet powerful voice instantly silenced the club members who had been lamenting that "even Kitahara-sensei can be lazy."
This isn't slacking off! Their teacher, Kitahara, is practically a superman!
One night! One person! It's simply a miracle! What kind of outrageous musical talent is this?! Can a concert really be held in one person's head?!
"Wow, that's amazing..."
"
Even Nagase Tsukiyo couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, realizing that adapting a pop song into a wind instrument piece was not a difficult task.
It's truly remarkable that one person could compose a nine-part score in a single night.
She knew this boy was strong back in the spring, but she didn't expect him to be this strong...
Meanwhile, Kuno Tachibana was also inwardly impressed by how dazzling her sun was, but her attention was always drawn to Nagase Tsukiyo.
This girl with beautiful legs always likes to add "stockings" to the end of her sentences.
This young lady was so polite, even her surprise was almost too much for me to bear.
It's not that I hate them, it's just that I can't understand how rich people talk.
Chapter 179, Section 178: Even Young Girls Need to Be Aware of Crisis! (4KJ)
"Minister Yukawa, could you please print these out and distribute them to the members who are interested in participating in the cultural festival?" Kitahara Hakuba said.
"Teacher Kitahara? Wouldn't this be too rushed for you? There's still some time before the school festival."
Sakurako looked up and asked, her eyes meeting his long, muscular, and beautifully sculpted arms.
Kitahara Hakuba, however, disagreed, finding it a very fulfilling experience.
He didn't know if others thought the same way, but at least he belonged to that type.
“Don’t worry, I will arrange my time well without affecting my schedule,” Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile.
"Hmm.
Sakurako looked at his face with a very conflicted expression. She was mainly afraid that the brass band would drain Kitahara Hakuba dry.
Having been through it all, she understands how difficult it is for a wind band to have a genius advisor.
If his health were to collapse, it would be a huge disaster for Shenxu.
This is what she, as an ordinary person, thinks:
Being talented doesn't mean doing more; on the contrary, talented people only need to spend a little time...
After completing the same tasks, the extra time is used for rest.
"Alright, stop focusing on my hair and sleep schedule."
Kitahara Hakuba ran a hand through his slender hair and said in a clear voice, “Your top priority is for members who wish to participate in the cultural festival performance to quickly master the pieces. At the same time, you should also maintain your proficiency in the assigned pieces and free pieces. The practice schedule will not be changed as the cultural festival approaches, so please be conscientious.”
Members: "Yes!"
"Keep practicing."
Next, Kitahara Hakuba practiced the duet several more times.
Since both A and B won the gold medal in the entire course, it means that they will not have any major problems, only minor mistakes in terms of technique.
"Stop, saxophone, who is that?"
Kitahara Hakuba directly called out the saxophone section. In the past, he could accurately point out the mistakes of one of the members, but he couldn't do that with the saxophone section now.
Because this section has grown to sixteen people, with nine of them playing alto saxophone alone.
Even someone as strong as Kitahara Hakuba couldn't immediately pinpoint who made the mistake in a band of nearly a hundred people.
“Measure 47, please play the alto saxophone again.” Kitahara Hakuba frowned slightly.
He reverted to his former "ruthless" demon form from training, causing the girls to feel uneasy and fearful.
The members playing the alto saxophone stared intently at the sheet music, trying to figure out where the problem lay.
He played it again, but stopped as soon as he started.
Kitahara Hakuba clenched his raised hand, his gaze falling on a girl with twin ponytails, and said calmly,
"Takahashi, can you notice that your legato often breaks? This is a problem with the amount of time you practice."
The members all turned their gazes toward it.
Due to the intense competition for oboe playing, Kami Takahashi chose to switch to a different instrument in order to compete in the national competition.
The best choice is the saxophone. Although there are many people in it, the overall quality is the worst in the wind section. Mr. Kitahara even said that "the quality of the saxophone section is worrying".
Kami Takahashi straightened her back, showing no embarrassment on her face, and responded in a bright voice:
"Feel sorry!"
Kitahara Hakuba noticed that her saxophone level was Lv9 at the moment, but her growth value was S. There was still more than a month left, so it was not impossible for her to improve.
"Why don't you pause and listen for a bit? Pay attention to how the saxophone player next to you handles the measures; it will have a better effect on you."
Kitahara Hakuma directly ordered her to sit down and stop blowing, which made Eto Kana, who was sitting in the front row, look a little gloomy and subconsciously turn her head.
For the members of the brass band, this method was no different from being punished by standing in the corner during class, except that Mr. Kitahara spoke in a gentler way.
Without any embarrassment on her face, Takahashi Kami placed the saxophone on her lap and spoke in her still strong and clear voice:
"Yes!"
Kitahara Hakuba smiled at her and continued giving directions:
“Start again from where the copper pipe was cut in.”
"Yes."
The morning practice session passed quickly. After it ended, the members got up and left one after another, leaving the music stand in the first music classroom.
Kana Eto quickly took down the sheet music, picked up her oboe, and walked outside.
Kami Takahashi was putting on her shoes at the door. Her legs, which were exposed from under her skirt, were unusually white, and her knees had a faint cherry blossom color.
"Kami, are you alright?" Kana Eto asked worriedly.
"What can happen to me?"
Takahashi Kami raised her eyebrows and looked at her, a wry smile playing on her lips, and said...
"You don't actually think I'd feel ashamed because of this, do you?"
"Hmm...."
Kana Eto crouched down, slipping her feet into her pristine white indoor shoes, her long eyelashes casting melancholy shadows within her eyes.
"I always feel like this is weird."
Kami Takahashi stood up, raised her calf, and gently tapped the ground with the tip of her shoe:
"What's so strange about that? The next competition is the national tournament. If we really have to correct all the mistakes of members like me, we'll have to waste a lot of time in the ensemble. And even if Kitahara-sensei can forgive me, I'll still feel bad about it."
She's right, it would be acceptable if it were in April or May.
But it was almost September, and Kami Takahashi had only been playing the saxophone for a short time. Although she had prior experience with the oboe, it was still a new instrument, and it was quite difficult for her to get started.
"Oh, it's nothing."
Kami Takahashi reached out and pinched the tender flesh on Kana Eto's side.
"This is the brass band. If you just throw yourself into the music and ignore everyone else's feelings, it's just pure willfulness. I don't want to become that kind of person."
Kana Eto felt a sharp pain in her side from the pinch and quickly retreated. She was about to get angry, but then something occurred to her:
"By the way, why don't you go see Mr. Kitahara tonight?"
...Sorry, Chana. "
Kami Takahashi looked at her with a sullen expression, squinting her eyes slightly as she said, "I could never possibly make Kitahara-sensei happy with my tender and juicy body."
"You're stupid!"
Kana Eto flicked her forehead, and the "thump" sound of her hitting her head could be clearly heard.
"Ouch! That hurts!" Takahashi Kami clutched her forehead.
"I mean, go find Mr. Kitahara, he will teach you."
Kana Eto took out her phone and said with a smile, "It's so convenient! As long as we tell him we want to study, he'll send us the address so we can go over. We can learn a lot in one night!"
With a smile, Takahashi Kami wore an expression reminiscent of an older man and said:
"It sounds like escort services... and lecherous."
"It's not prostitution!"
Kana Eto pressed her phone against her chest, her face flushed, and said...
"This is the real deal! That's how Kitahara-sensei taught me last time! I learned so quickly in just one night!"
"Alright, alright, you've said this so many times already." Takahashi Kami smiled helplessly.
She seemed to be saying, "As long as you get coached by Kitahara-sensei for one night, you're guaranteed a spot in the tournament."
There's no such thing as something so amazing. Although people often exaggerate and call Kitahara-sensei a god, it's just an exaggeration.
"Want some? I'll talk to Mr. Kitahara," said Kana Eto. "You only reap what you sow, and that's how you get good grades." "No, no, no, let's talk about it later."