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The girl turned around and saw that it was Hiiragi Rinka who was lowering her head and didn't dare to look at her at all.
Matsumae Shinchun spoke first, "Are you worried about what happened at noon?"
"Um—" Hiiragi Rinka replied with a long nasal sound, "I'm sorry."
"Why are you apologizing?"
"Because I know very well that Jiuhua-san is a good friend of yours, Kokoharu." Hiiragi Rinka slumped her shoulders dejectedly, looking absent-minded.
Matsumae Shinchun didn't care. "It's okay. I'm just curious about how you two met. I remember you didn't talk to each other at first."
"Jiuhua met me when I was thinking about how to save a young cicada on a tree. When Jiuhua found out what I was thinking, she climbed the tree to help me save the cicada. Then I handed her some candy and we started talking and got to know each other."
Help climb a tree just to save a cicada?
Matsumae Shinchun was very happy, as this proved that Xiaoyue was still the same Xiaoyue.
"anything else?"
"There is also a student named Jiuhua who said she wanted to join the wind band club, but her instructor, Mr. Fujii, asked her a question that she couldn't figure out. She kept thinking about how to solve it. I asked her about the situation and helped Jiuhua solve the problem."
There are two important messages in this passage.
Jiuhua wants to join the wind band club.
Mr. Fujii is actually the instructor of the wind instrument club.
Is Mr. Fujii good at orchestral music?
Hiiragi Rinka secretly glanced at Matsumae Shinharu and asked cautiously, "Don't tell me Shinharu wants to join the wind band club?"
Matsumae Shinchun was curious, "Rinka, is there any problem with this?"
"No, no. I just feel like everyone seems to be going to the wind band club soon. It was a place no one cared about in the first half of the semester."
"Oh? Is there anyone else going to the orchestra?"
Hiiragi Rinka quickly covered her mouth.
Seeing this, Matsumae Shinchun had no intention of forcing her. Instead, she smiled and said, "I suddenly discovered that Rinka has a special attribute that no one else has."
Hiiragi Rinka couldn't help her curiosity, "..what is it?"
"Know-it-all. Does Rinka know everything about the big and small things in the class?"
Hiiragi Rinka quickly covered her mouth again and shook her head like a rattle.
Then she quickly let go: "No, I don't mean to hate Xinchun. Xinchun is my good friend. It's just that many things can't be said casually or it will affect other people. Sometimes talking too much will affect everyone's relationship, which is not good."
"I understand," Matsumae Shinchun closed her eyes and said generously, "Rinka, please rest assured that I won't force you to do anything you don't like. I don't blame you at all for what happened this morning with Kuka. I'm happy for you that you can make friends with Kuka."
"Kokoroharu--" Hiiragi Rinka subconsciously raised her head, her eyes shining.
"Isn't Kuka-san a very nice person?"
"Yeah!" Hiiragi Rinka nodded again and confirmed, "Jiuka-san is willing to help others, and she's also very handsome! In fact, Jiuka-san is not as cold as everyone says, but she...she's a bit of a maverick and doesn't like to hang out with everyone."
really
Yue is not a bad boy.
In addition, she also decided that whether for Yue or Mr. Fujii's dream, joining the Tachibana Kita Wind Orchestra Club was imperative!
Chapter 54: Reorganizing the Orange North Wind Band is also imperative
Snapped!
Fujii Itsuki was awakened by a test paper. He opened his eyes and saw that it was this guy named Akai Muko.
He stretched out in the ergonomic chair in his office and adjusted the backrest to a normal sitting position.
"What are you doing? Akai, didn't you see that I finally took a break from my busy schedule to get some sleep? These past few days I've been busy with lesson plans and class preparations."
"You guy-"
Akai Muko crossed her arms across her chest. The combination of a suit and a white shirt revealed her aura as an English teacher. She picked up her cell phone and showed Fujii Itsuki the current time.
"It's half past three in the afternoon. What's going on?"
"What else? What day is it today?"
Fujii Itsuki didn't even check the time and blurted out, "January 1th, the eighth day after school started. What happened?"
"Fujii, I'm curious. Since you know the time, why don't you go to your wind band club? You're the instructor, a position personally assigned to you by Sasaki, don't you want to show some results?"
Fujii Itsuki leans against this Herman Miller ergonomic chair worth 25 yen.
"Or is it that the standard school chair is too comfortable for you to sit on? You can't bear to get off?"
"If nothing else, these chairs worth more than 25 yuan are comfortable to use."
"Don't interrupt!" Akai Muzi sat down on his desk.
Seeing this, Fujii Itsuki stopped joking, put his hands together in front of his face, and looked serious: "The wind band is in disarray now."
"what?"
"There is no need for guidance for a society that is a mess."
"Why don't you just supervise it?"
"The internal conflicts of the club cannot be solved by my supervision. Besides, the most basic requirement for me to go there to guide is to find the three basic configurations of string group, wind group and percussion group. If even these three groups are not found, why should I go there?"
After listening to this, Akai Muzi roughly understood the current situation. "This is indeed fatal, but it's not even April yet, why are we short of people?"
"Akai, you have to understand that in the first two semesters, the wind band club had no instructor. They had no goals, no direction to work towards together. It was purely a lazy club that played instruments for fun and then put them down. Some students were very sharp-eared and bent down to submit their resignation applications to the director as soon as they heard that an instructor was coming."
"why is it like this"
"It's understandable. Jubei's benefits are very high and the teachers' education level is also very high, but this also means that the academic workload is heavy and the knowledge points are beyond the syllabus. When students are tired of studying, they want a place in school where they can gather together and take a break. The wind band club is the best choice."
"So you haven't been to the wind band club in the past eight days?"
"No, not even once."
"Then how do you know the inside information of the wind band club?"
"I have Chitose running errands for me. She is very diligent in reporting tattles."
Akai Muzi: “.”
She sighed, stood up, and patted his leg with the rolled-up test paper:
"I advise you to go check out the club. Even if you don't have all the members, you can still put together a single-pipe orchestra (more than 30 people, the smallest orchestra)."
Fujii Itsuki did not agree immediately, but looked at Akai Muko who was sighing and preparing to return to her workstation, and called out to her:
"Akai."
"do what."
"Since you care so much about the wind band club, why don't you come with me and be the instructor?"
"So sudden?"
"You're still thinking about the clarinet, aren't you?"
"." Akai Muzi met his eyes, "Do I have any reason to be a mentor? I came back from the United States just to escape from that thing."
"If you take charge, maybe you will have it."
Akai Muzi smiled and waved her hand, "Alright, alright, as the instructor, you should go to the club first, otherwise those students will mess up your classroom."
"." Fujii Itsuki just watched her back as she returned to her workstation and said no more.
*
Three forty-six.
It's this time.
Fujii Itsuki came to the club building next door.
The wind orchestra's classroom is relatively large, so it is located on the innermost floor at the highest point of the building.
The smooth melody lingers in my ears.
Not bad!
And know how to practice.
Who is blowing the trumpet at the back?
The technology is too bad.
Fujii Itsuki arrived outside the club classroom and looked inside.
I found that the members of the horn group put their horns on the table at the side, and several girls ran to the window to watch the baseball club play baseball.
Another sweep, the string group was playing flower cards on the cello; two boys in the percussion group were playing mobile games, I don’t know what they were playing so enthusiastically, they even insisted on clapping the drum twice; the trombone, oboe, and tuba were jumping over there.
Fujii Itsuki's veins bulged when he saw this.
Ask them to come over when they have enough people. If they have nothing to do, they can practice according to their previous habits.
What’s going on? Are you treating the club classroom as the backyard playground?
Play however you want.
Wait, there’s no one practicing in this classroom, so where did the trumpet sound just now come from?
Fujii Itsuki soon heard the sound of another musical instrument being practiced, the tuba, which seemed to be coming from the attic.
He walked up to the rooftop with curiosity.
Here, he finally met a group of students who were still practicing hard.
Chitose, Kuka, two girls in the bass group, a boy playing the tuba, and the club leader, what’s his name?
Oh, that’s Aoyama Shoko, the girl with her hair braided on both sides and placed in front of her body.
She was teaching the two girls in the bass group to practice breathing. It seemed that they were new first-year members and their progress was much slower, even though it was already the third semester.
Jiuhuayue and Qiansui were both holding small trumpets.