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"Everyone, come in!"
Shoko Aoyama, who was at the front of the team, said this, and every member clenched their wind instruments and dance sticks.
The early morning sun stung my skin.
The countless gazes around seemed to drown everyone.
Although the place was filled with noise, everyone seemed to be able to hear each other swallowing saliva.
The team in front gradually walked away, and following the staff's instructions, everyone silently counted the pace of the march in their hearts.
one two three four.
Jiu Huayue, who was at the front of the team, closed her eyes and raised her ceremonial baton. The performance began as the trombone and drum sounded.
'Uncle, I didn't get elected. Are you disappointed in me?'
'Won't. ’
'Why. '
'I see you working hard for me, and that's enough.'
Jiu Huayue opened her eyes, put one hand on her waist, and while the ceremonial baton was flying in her hand, her face was facing the audience with a smile on her face.
She stepped forward with her long, high right leg. The sun shone on her.
Following her movements, the girls behind her also danced with the ceremonial batons in unison, and the wind instruments played, filling their eardrums with musical notes.
The Orange North Wind Ensemble began to march.
Rinka Hiiragi followed Jiuhuayue nervously. She paid attention to her movements and steps, fearing that any slight mistake would disrupt the rhythm of the entire team.
The Holy Virgin College was at the forefront of them, and their excellent level and performance won them the same applause and praise as in previous years.
Countless cameras were aimed at their pure white figure.
The Saint is at the front of the team, there is no doubt about it.
This will steal the limelight from Ju Bei, not to mention that Ju Bei is equivalent to a newcomer this year.
Rinka Hiiragi was very worried, and everyone was very worried too.
What if I am influenced by the Saint?
But everyone also noticed that Jiu Huayue, who was at the front of the team, had extremely precise dance steps, ceremonial baton, and movements.
She seemed completely unperturbed by the Holy Maidens' College.
In particular, the natural confidence that she exuded seemed to infect everyone behind her.
Jiuhua-san, your movements are so beautiful.
The members of the wind band at the back also seemed to be putting in their best effort, and they produced the sound with an extremely standard quality that excited the eardrums.
Rinka Hiiragi and other classmates were originally worried that the saint had stolen most of Tachibana Kita's limelight, but she was wrong, they were all wrong.
Because of Jiuhuayue's grace and the excellent performance of the wind instrument group, their performance was also extremely outstanding.
After the saint walked away, all the cameras were pointed at them.
"Orange and white performance costume?"
"It was a good performance."
"Why haven't I seen this school in previous years?"
"Look at the school emblem. Ah! It looks like Tachibana Kita. The school that was once known as the best in Hokkaido."
"It's actually Ju Bei?"
"Are you making a comeback? You haven't participated in previous years."
"Amazing!"
"The girl walking in the front is so beautiful."
"So tall, she can be a model."
“The performance was excellent, too.”
"So neat, I feel like I'm no worse than a saint."
Every audience look, every word of praise, and every camera pointed at the Tachibana Kita Wind Orchestra made Hiiragi Rinka and everyone in the wind orchestra stand up straight and walk in unison.
Pairs of snow-white thighs under short skirts kept moving alternately in the sunlight, heralding the light.
Even though the temperature was as high as 28°, and even though we were dancing, waving sticks, and holding heavy instruments all the way.
But the audience's gaze still created a burning sensation in everyone's mind.
I am being watched.
I am being watched.
I was standing on the stage.
Thinking of this, my head seemed to be dizzy.
I felt even more proud when I heard that someone recognized my school.
That’s right, we are the Orange North Wind Ensemble Club.
Even though we were behind the Virgin Mary's College and even though we had only practiced for a few months, we were still able to perform perfectly on the spot.
We have done our best.
Everyone was thinking this, with pride on their faces.
The physical fatigue and the difficulty of playing seemed to disappear. Every time a small part of the music ended, the members waved to the outside, receiving a thunderous applause. Then, under the leadership of the leader and Jiuhuayue, they repeated the music and movements again, over and over again.
Lifting legs again and again, sweating again and again, showing the most beautiful smile.
Even though she was very tired, her head was dizzy and stuffy from the sun, and sweat had soaked her hair and stuck to her face, but Rinka Hiiragi still felt very happy, and she felt the happiness on everyone's faces.
Everyone is recognized and applauded by the audience.
really
Our efforts have not been in vain!
This time, let’s just enjoy the cheers that come after all the hard work and effort!
Chapter 115 Senior Brother
The one-kilometer parade was over, and her legs felt as tired as if they were filled with lead, but Rinka Hiiragi felt that this Nakajima Festival was so short.
After the performance, everyone was sweating profusely. Some students were so tired that they fell directly on the green floor, but their excitement had not subsided at all.
Everyone was whispering to each other, discussing the nervousness they had just felt, and some of the things that had almost happened, but their bodies couldn't help but remember how to play and how to move.
No one lost rhythm throughout the whole process.
Although no one has revealed the real reason, everyone knows it.
It is precisely because of the hard training in the past that everyone has the capital to maintain good movements while moving forward.
“We are so awesome!”
——Many students feel this way, so even if they are so tired that their souls are leaving their bodies and their thighs are so sore that they can’t even lift them, they still look at the next group of high schools that are approaching with pride to see if their team is as good as theirs.
"Kokoharu-chan! You were so awesome in front just now!"
"Ah! Chitose! Don't hug me right after we're done. I'm so sticky with sweat."
"No way, Xinchun-chan's sweat smells delicious."
"Hmm, what about me?"
"Of course, Lori too."
"You still called me a loli! But never mind, I won't bother with you this time, Chitose. Hotaru! Your performance later on was also great!"
"I think it's pretty good myself." Takahashi Hotaru smiled embarrassedly.
The minister and those third-year members also cried with joy.
Hiiragi Rinka saw Jiuhuayue standing at the very edge of the team, under the shade of a tree. Her exhaustion made her breathe rapidly, her chest heaving back and forth. Sweat soaked her cheeks, shining in the sun.
At this moment, she felt that no matter from which angle she looked at Xiaoyue.
The charm that Xiaoyue's body presents is so noble.
Hiiragi Rinka was sweating and happily moved closer.
"Xiaoyue, we did it!"
"Yeah, I did it! I didn't expect that just waving the ceremonial baton in front of the team would give me such a feeling."
"What are you talking about, Xiaoyue! During the Nakajima Festival, Xiaoyue and the chief played a leading role in the team. It was Xiaoyue's confidence that led everyone to the end! If it weren't for Xiaoyue——"
Jiuhuayue smiled at her, "I know."
"Which part do you like best, Xiaoyue?"
"Well, it should be when everyone finishes playing a piece of music and waves to the audience. At that time, the audience will respond and cheer."
"Me too!" Hiiragi Rinka said happily as never before, "I feel so great!"
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Rinka."
"Same here, Xiaoyue."
After the performance, it was no use for everyone to stay at the finish line blocking the road, so they packed up their instruments and walked out of the venue when they could move freely to find the two teachers.
Akai Muzi gave everyone a thumbs up.
Fujii Itsuki said to everyone with a nonchalant smile:
"There is still some time before we go back to school. I know that you don't want to go back to the classroom right after the event. So your teacher Akai and I will celebrate for you at our own expense and go to Tanukikoji for a buffet at noon!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the students looked at each other and burst into slogans such as "Long live Teacher Fujii!" and "Long live Teacher Akai!"
The atmosphere was so heated that it took Fujii Itsuki a while to calm down and make a speech: