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What is he thinking? Even though you can see his face clearly, you can't tell anything.
Just then, Kitahara Hakuba turned his gaze here and noticed the two girls sitting on the wooden chairs.
He felt something was off. Ever since he went downstairs, it was as if someone was watching him, like he was being spied on by Slut.
Fortunately, they weren't evil gods, but two beautiful girls.
"Good morning, Isogen-san and Nagase-san."
As Kitahara Hakuba said this, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and both of their hearts began to pound violently.
Had her staring at him given away? Yuka Isomoto pretended not to notice that her face was flushed with embarrassment.
Good morning, Kitahara-sensei.
Nagase Tsukiyo appeared much more at ease, rising to bow with her usual graceful manner.
The girl's refined demeanor made Yuka Isomoto's ears turn even redder, and she stood up as well, intending to imitate the curtsy, but found that she didn't do it right at all.
I immediately regretted it; I had lost face so much that I was so ashamed I wanted to run away, but I couldn't bear to leave. This feeling was truly unbelievable.
Kitahara Hakuba, however, didn't care about any of that and said with a smile:
"Have you two already had breakfast?"
Yuka Isomoto: "Not yet."
Nagase Tsukiyo: "Is there something you need?"
"I bought some fireworks for everyone, they're almost here. If it's convenient for either of you, could you help me carry them?"
The boys are still sleeping, so don't worry. Kitahara Hakuba smiled warmly.
Fireworks? Will that even work here?
Nagase Tsukiyo glanced around; all she saw was lush green forest. If a fire broke out, it would be disastrous.
Kitahara Hakuba noticed the worry on her face.
"Don't worry, it's just sparklers and some small fireworks. As long as the area is controlled and fire extinguishers are prepared, there won't be any major problems. After the woodwind and percussion auditions are over tonight, everyone can go and have some fun."
Kitahara Hakuba finished the rest of the sandwich in one bite, glanced around, and said...
"Aside from the better air and scenery, there's really nothing to do here."
"Fairy wands! I love playing with fairy wands the most!" Yuka Isomoto said excitedly.
“Alright, if that’s what Kitahara-sensei says,” Nagase Tsukiyo said.
The two went to the cafeteria for breakfast first, and a little while later, the minivan that was transporting fireworks drove in.
As Kitahara Hakuba said, they didn't buy any fireworks that could fly out like magic spells; they only bought sparklers and small firework that splashed neatly on the ground.
As the sun rose, its crimson and golden hues mingling, the training camp became lively as the team members awoke.
Halfway through the move, Sayaka Akamatsu and the others arrived. Upon seeing the fireworks, they were as happy as kindergarten children and joined in the moving.
“Sayaka, look, my thumb keeps twitching uncontrollably!” Suzuki Yoshie showed her her left thumb, which bent inward and began to twitch violently.
Sayaka Akamatsu looked sorrowful, reached out and grasped her thumb, saying:
"Jiahui, it's terrible! This is Parkinson's disease. If she doesn't get treatment soon, she won't even be able to take care of herself when she goes to the toilet! She'll be splashing everywhere!"
"It's not that scary. It's just caused by overuse of the skin and nerve compression. It'll be fine in a while," said Sakurako Yukawa, raising her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
Suzuki Yoshie squinted slightly, withdrew her thumb, and said:
"You always make a mountain out of a molehill..."
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"What are you making a mountain out of a molehill? This is Parkinson's! You're going to die! Kitahara-sensei, I'm taking Jia Hui down the mountain!" Akamatsu Sayaka said, looking at Kitahara Hakuba, who was checking the goods with the driver.
You're the one who's about to die!
Kitahara Hakuba signed his name on the delivery receipt and said to her, "I can go down the mountain, but let's wait until tomorrow."
“Okay, tomorrow it is.” Sayaka Akamatsu nodded.
"I'll go home tomorrow afternoon." Suzuki Yoshie stared blankly from the side.
After the fireworks were moved, the band practice at eight o'clock in the morning did not involve ensemble playing, but rather individual section practice. Kitahara Hakuba strolled around one by one.
Although Haruka Shinomiya was guiding the bass section, it did not mean that he had given Shinomiya full control over the bass section.
After all, the two have different levels of expertise, and the students gain different experiences from them.
For the members of the bass section, they would definitely prefer to be personally taught by Kitahara Hakuba, especially Isomoto Yuka.
I think about him coming almost every moment.
Unfortunately, Kitahara Hakuba placed the bass voices last, giving them less time to be taught than the other voices, less than a third of the total time.
The afternoon was dedicated to private practice for woodwinds and percussion. Even though the list of members had not yet been announced, all the brass instrument members who had passed the audition were gathered by Kitahara Hakuba in the concert hall to practice ensemble playing.
The intense practice gradually brought everyone's playing closer to the tone that Kitahara Hakuba wanted them to produce.
The overall quality of this A-team composition is much stronger than the last one, with four or five teams currently at LV20 or above achieving "Great Perfection".
Most of the others can be mastered at LV15 or above.
After dinner, it was finally time for the woodwind and percussion auditions.
The selection order for vocal parts is as follows:
Clarinet section, oboe & bassoon section, flute & piccolo section, saxophone section, percussion section.
Everyone was tense. Kana Eto gripped her oboe tightly and kept exhaling breaths.
There were only two oboeists in the A section this time. She knew that Kirishima Mai and Kanzaki Megumi were serious about their auditions this time, and it was impossible for the situation to repeat itself last time.
"Kana, don't be afraid." Kami Takahashi walked over, holding the saxophone.
Although the saxophone has brass pipes and looks like a brass instrument, it is actually played with reeds and is a woodwind instrument, which is confusing for many people.
Seeing her standing beside her, Kana Eto couldn't help but sigh and say:
"Isn't the saxophone section behind us? What are you doing here so early?"
"Of course I'm here to cheer you on," Takahashi Kami said with a smile, her twin ponytails swaying gently.
Kana Eto shrugged her shoulders:
"Oh, you're worried about yourself."
Kami Takahashi, however, took it all in stride, smiling as she remarked:
"I definitely have no chance of getting into the audition this time. I've only been practicing for a short time, how could I possibly get into the A category? Teacher Kitahara also told me to focus all my efforts on preparing for the national audition."
"Pfft—" Kana Eto couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Teacher Kitahara is really confident, having you prepare for the national audition."
"The clarinet auditions are over. Have the oboe and bassoon members arrived yet?" Sayaka Akamatsu walked out of the concert hall.
Hama Watanabe, who had been leaning against the wall, immediately stood up straight, hugging her bassoon, and replied:
"We're all here."
"As usual, the section leaders go first."
"Ah."
Hama Watanabe walked confidently into the concert hall. Kana Eto looked at her dignified steps with envy, because she was the only one in the brass band with a bassoon.
After a while, a solid bassoon tone was heard.
However, to Kana Eto’s surprise, she was asked to play an impromptu excerpt even though she only had one bassoon.
It's a rapid climb from low to high notes; as expected, Kitahara-sensei still pays attention to breath control.
After Watanabe Hama came out, the next one was Kanzaki Eri.
She calmly picked up her oboe and sheet music and walked into the concert hall, her profile exquisitely beautiful.
Kana Eto's gaze was fixed on the door.
For some reason, she secretly hoped that Eri would have an accident while playing the instrument.
Is it because I am a bad person?
Suddenly, the oboe's mellow and full tone tore through the silent space, leaving only Eri Kanzaki's solo in the ears.
Kana Eto felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest. Even though she played the oboe, hearing such a sound still made her feel like her brain was melting.
Surprisingly, without any impromptu excerpts, Eri Kanzaki appeared, giving the impression of an abrupt and jarring end.
"Kana-chan, it's your turn," Akamatsu Sayaka said.
Kana Eto spat out a mouthful of saliva, feeling the air filled with a tension that stung her skin.
"Yes!"
She swallowed hard and wiped the thin layer of sweat from her palms onto the hem of her skirt.
Chapter 148, Section 147: Training Camp: The All-Out Tournament, Part A, Announced (4K)
At 9 p.m., the selections for woodwind and percussion instruments were all completed.
The brass instrument club members, who had finished their auditions the day before, had already taken out the fireworks that Kitahara Hakuba had bought during their auditions.
The weather is nice tonight, and there's not much wind.
"Each person gets five sparklers. After you've finished lighting them, put them in a bucket of water and don't throw them away. Otherwise, it'll be a lot of trouble to clean up. Don't cause trouble for Kitahara-sensei."
While distributing fireworks, Yu Shou reminded everyone to be careful.
"Why isn't there a type that goes up to the sky?"
"Indeed, it's only interesting when something goes up to the sky."
"Teacher Kitahara said that the kind of thing that goes up into the sky is too dangerous and we can't play it."
"But there are also those fireworks that splash when you put them on the ground, which is better than nothing."
Many girls were initially disappointed, but they still comforted themselves and came back.
After all, this event was funded by Mr. Kitahara; the brass band didn't contribute any money.
Kitahara Hakuba and Shinomiya Haruka walked out of the concert hall, with the list of candidates for A-section tucked under his arm.