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She had just finished eight bowls of rice when she said this, and she hadn't even wiped her mouth yet. Seeing the potato-colored mustache on her lips, Fujii Itsuki nodded while trying not to smile. He felt warm in his heart as she held his hand softly.
Chapter 65 Interesting Woman
After a full day of classes, around four in the afternoon, Fujii Itsuki came to the wind band club.
The number of first-year students admitted this year is quite large, twenty-three or twenty-four.
There are many outstanding talents among them, many of whom have experience in wind ensembles in other schools.
The small community became a big community.
The president, Shoko Aoyama, has also become a third-year senior and is about to graduate.
Fujii Itsuki once asked this girl of medium height a question: What is your dream?
Surprisingly, Aoyama Shoko's answer was very decisive, that is, she wanted to work hard to enter a national competition in high school. She had basically given up on her studies and did not consider further studies based on her grades. If she did not even enter a national competition in high school, then she would have no competitiveness in college.
"You are under a lot of pressure. I am really sorry to trouble you today."
"No. The club is what it is today thanks to Mr. Fujii. Today, it is basically thanks to the help of classmates, especially Chitose. Without her, we would not be able to find so many members willing to join the club."
"Rinka Hiiragi has also joined the club, right?"
"Hiiragi-san? Yes, I remember she was a student in Class A that you, Mr. Fujii, were in charge of."
"She has some communication difficulties. You guys shouldn't hang around her too much. Sometimes you can go up to her and help her out. It's the same with Matsumae."
"I understand." Aoyama Shoko nodded, "Teacher Fujii is..."
"If you have any questions, just ask."
"Don't you think she and Jiuhua are really working too hard? It was like this during the training camp in the third semester, and it was also like this during the holiday training. Is the national competition really that important to them? I even think they are more serious than me."
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Upon hearing this, Fujii Itsuki did not immediately respond to Aoyama Shoko's words.
“They probably have the same goal.”
"Same goals?"
Fujii Itsuki didn't say much and turned and walked into the music classroom.
As the club's instructor, he appeared in front of the first-year students for the first time three days after school started.
The gender ratio in the wind band is still extremely unbalanced.
A ratio of nearly ten to one.
Among the twenty-four newcomers, there are only two boys.
But the feng shui of Jubei seems to be good?
The girls recruited are basically very beautiful.
Well. There is also a reason why Tachibana Kita is the only high-end private school in Hokkaido that uses sailor suits as school uniforms.
Girls like cute school uniforms.
As soon as Fujii Itsuki walked into the classroom, many girls stopped communicating and chatting, put down their instruments, and all looked at him standing at the door of the music classroom.
Except for one girl.
After Fujii Itsuki entered the classroom, the girl continued to stare at her music score and play the oboe.
The tone is beautiful.
Yes, the word "beautiful" can be used to describe the pitch she produced.
The unique mellow tone of the oboe echoed in the quiet music classroom.
Jiuhuayue, Yangkui Chitose, and Matsumae Shinharu also noticed her.
Hiiragi Rinka, who was holding a double bass in the corner, seemed particularly concerned.
But Jushizawa Yuzu was completely focused, and even though nearly fifty people in the orchestra were looking at her, she didn't notice anything unusual about her surroundings.
It was not until she finished playing a section of the song and looked up that she noticed the atmosphere in the club.
The girl glanced around and asked:
"It all depends on what I do?"
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Naturally, no one responded to her.
Fujii Itsuki paused for a second, didn't say anything more, and walked up to the podium.
"I think everyone has got the music."
"got it."
Responses were sparse.
At the same time, there were some first-year girls who were whispering to each other that their instructor was quite handsome.
"Then let me introduce myself. My name is Fujii Itsuki, and I'm your instructor for the next few years. I'm a first-year student."
Fujii Itsuki finished writing his name with chalk, turned around, and looked back at the corner with a calm gaze.
The first-year students were shocked.
"When you joined the club, did the leaders tell you about our club's goals?"
"Yes, there is." A disadvantaged girl raised her hand and answered.
"The instruments have been allocated, too."
"Yes. The director and Senior Matsumae took us to choose the instruments."
"That's good. In that case, I will announce our goals for the next week. Open the music scores in your hands."
After saying this, Fujii Itsuki picked up the chalk and turned around to write two big words on the blackboard - [Ensemble].
"This is my request, can you do it?"
"can!"
"can."
Some are full of confidence, while others dare not speak.
Fujii Itsuki's expression didn't change at all, and he reiterated, "If you have any questions, please point them out now. Are there any questions?"
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no respond.
"Then there is no problem. The rest of the time will be left to you all."
After saying this, Fujii Itsuki left the classroom.
The teacher is leaving now?
All the new students were whispering to each other because of the teacher's "energy saving".
I have never seen a teacher who speaks so fast.
Second and third graders are used to it.
"An interesting man." Shiroizawa Yuzu held the oboe and looked indifferently at the place where Fujii Itsuki left, then lowered her head and continued playing.
However, the moment she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of Hiiragi Rinka sitting in the corner with the cello.
The moment Hiiragi Rinka's eyes met hers, she hid her face behind the cello.
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Shirozawa Yuzu stood up without a word, walked to her cello, bent down, and with her expressionless face like a doll, she lowered her head towards her and whispered in her ear: "Rinka, why don't you come out and say hello to me?"
At this time, Matsumae Shinharu, who was chatting with Chitose Haruki, noticed this.
She thought it was the new classmate who was bullying Rinka, so she walked over.
"No, no, Yuzu is my junior high school classmate."
"It's the juniors."
"Yes, that's right, You is my senior, and I am You's successor. No, I am the senior."
Jushizawa Yuzu looked at Matsumae Shinchun, then put her hands behind her back, put her nose into her hair and sniffed, "The smell of snow, the smell of a fox, and the smell of that interesting man on you."
"W-what?"
"Where's Rinka-senpai?" Jushizawa Yuzu sniffed Hiiragi Rinka's ears again, making her cheeks red. "Rinka doesn't have that smell... but she also has a little bit of the smell of a fox with snow, and a little... well, such a unique smell, she must be an interesting woman."
Not only Matsumae Shinharu, but also Haruki Chitose who came over later had no idea what this Yuzu-san was doing.
When Shirozawa Yuzu saw Chitose, her eyes immediately widened.
This guy.
".?what are you up to?"
"pomelo!"
"Why are you stopping me, Rinka?"
"Don't be disrespectful to senior sister!"
Hiiragi Rinka quickly pulled her back, and after finally holding her back, she blushed and explained to the two of them, "Yuzu has been very strange since I first met her, and often says strange things. But, but she is a good person, don't misunderstand her, she has no ill intentions."
Matsumae Shinchun felt strange, but didn't say much, "I understand."
Afterwards, everyone returned to their respective seats. Hiiragi Rinka patted her chest and took a breath.
"Youyou, don't do this kind of action in the future."
"Why?" Jushizawa Yuzu looked at Chitose Yangkui many times.
"Isn't it strange? You were like this when you were in junior high school. You were a loner, and every time everyone needed you, you would disappear."
“That’s because it’s too boring.”