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"Well, because I prepared a few extra sets of clothes for the teacher when I went to the dance, I left some of the dresses, shirts, etc. at home, thinking of giving them to the teacher someday."
"Thank you for your trouble."
"nothing."
There was silence for a while.
"teacher"
"What's wrong."
"Feed me."
"Huh? Why do you suddenly have this request?"
".May I?"
"Medicine or cake?"
".Is everything OK?"
"alright."
After eating the medicine and the cake, Matsumae Shinchun cautiously approached Fujii Itsuki, and after getting his tacit consent, she snuggled into his chest.
Teacher he.
It’s as if I can sense the loneliness in my heart.
Hug yourself and warm yourself with your body temperature
On a rainy night, the small living room, the small embrace, seem to be everything to me, everything in my life.
Matsumae Shinchun felt that she seemed to understand what Lord Baihua meant by the fear of losing.
I just want a complete home that I never had.
I was afraid that Xiaoyue would take the teacher away from me.
"Xinchun seems to be very clingy today, what happened?"
"nothing."
The girl answered in a low voice with her eyes closed. They sat face to face in the living room and looked at each other. The girl was extremely shy.
But because of the love I had for him in my heart, I couldn't help but give him a quick peck on the cheek with my soft lips.
"Getting naughty."
"I'm sorry, Xinchun can't contain the love I feel for you."
The girl became more shy.
While speaking, she also took the initiative to guide his hand under the hem of her shirt.
"Did you eat a lot of desserts again today?"
'Not too much'
"Your belly is already so plump, and it's not too much?"
"Old teacher"
"What's wrong?"
"itch"
The girl said softly, "It's not that Xinchun has a lot of belly fat, it's just that Xinchun's belly is soft and there's a bit of fat in it."
"It feels good. What else do you like?"
".Shenque Point."
"Why don't you go get the exercise book and I'll show you some questions."
"it is good"
Fujii Itsuki sat in his old seat, and Matsumae Shinchun, with a blushing face, brought out a pile of homework and sat down in front of him.
"Come sit on my lap."
"Um"
The girl agreed.
As soon as Matsumae Shinchun sat down, she consciously lifted the hem of her shirt slightly. Soon, a pair of hands reached inside and on her lower abdomen.
Next, Fujii Itsuki saw Matsumae Shinharu start to write the questions very seriously.
He didn't bother her too much.
Not long after writing, Matsumae Shinchun suddenly stood up.
She bent down naturally with a very dignified manner, and said in a very ladylike manner that she needed to go to the bathroom.
"Well, let's go."
Fujii Itsuki didn't care and began to carefully examine the question that Xinchun had just written.
They are basically correct, which proves that she is really working hard.
This child is indeed very serious no matter what he does.
This may be related to the habits she developed since childhood.
Fujii Itsuki habitually placed his hand on his thigh.
The index finger and middle finger suddenly touched a small water stain that looked like a peach heart.
His gaze moved downward.
this--
Maybe he came here in the rain just now and forgot to change his pants.
Yes, it is like that.
Chapter 176: I must be a born scumbag, right?
Time flies. It feels like the final exams just ended not long ago, but there is only one week left until the county competition on August 25th.
"Everyone! Get ready!"
Following the order from the president Shoko Aoyama, the performance of the Tachibana Kita Wind Ensemble officially began.
Fujii Itsuki's elegantly waving baton traced out a trajectory, and the members followed his movements. Rows of golden horns followed closely, followed by cellos, violins, oboes, and pianos.
The musical notes seemed to fly out from the fingertips, and the warm and rich timbre hovered in the air.
Incredibly light.
Yang Kui Qiansui always felt that the music that could only be played after more than 50 people had gone through training was part of her own dream and also part of Brother Shu's dream.
Xinchun, and Jiuhuayue, who reconciled not long ago, must have thought the same thing.
"OK! Listen to the radio!"
Fujii Itsuki smiled and put down his baton. The sunlight reflected on his glasses, causing some glare. Akai Muko stood beside him.
"There are a total of 16 schools participating in this county competition. Well, Otaru will definitely be on the Sapporo side. If we win the game in Sapporo, we will have to compete with people from Hakodate Prefecture and Ne City Prefecture next."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone started whispering to each other.
Everyone is complaining that this arrangement is unfair, because the place with the most abundant resources in Hokkaido is Sapporo, where the competition is the most intense.
It is really unfair that a team that was eliminated in Sapporo would definitely qualify if it moved to other prefectures.
Fujii Itsuki signaled for everyone to be quiet.
When the club was first formed, it took half a minute for the classroom to become quiet, but now it only takes less than ten seconds.
Fujii Itsuki rested his hands on the podium, looking serious:
"I understand everyone's dissatisfaction. The fact is just as everyone said. The competition in Sapporo is quite fierce. I don't need to say much about the Saint Girls Band. Following closely behind it are strong players like Dong Ling and Qiu Zhu. There are indeed very few places to qualify.
"However, what the teacher wants to say is that if you feel that you are out of breath right now, you might as well think about our goal.
"What is our goal?"
"The National Competition!" everyone answered in unison.
"Yes, the national competition. If we choose to retreat even in the face of such a difficulty, how can we win the upcoming Sapporo Prefecture Competition? Or even the Hokkaido representative competition, the national competition, and the gold medal of the national competition?
“If we can stand out in a highly competitive area like Sapporo, our strength should be feared and awe-inspiring!
"The teams from the other two counties are all afraid of us, just like they are afraid of the saint.
"As one side gains, the other side loses. Why can't we win the Hokkaido representative competition in the future and enter the national competition in one fell swoop?"
As soon as Fujii Itsuki's voice fell, applause broke out.
But this applause only belonged to Yang Kui Chitose.
Fujii Itsuki was a little embarrassed on the stage.
But perhaps it was because she took the lead, Jiuhuayue, Matsumae Shinchun, and other main players of the wind orchestra all applauded, and the atmosphere was boosted.
It was very lively for a while.
Seeing that everyone was in good condition, Fujii Itsuki spoke in a gentle voice that was no different from his usual tone:
"Everyone has worked hard in the training during this period. Not long ago, we had a second selection, and the candidates who were scheduled to compete have changed. But don't be discouraged if you are temporarily replaced. As long as you are willing, you can still train with everyone and you will still have the opportunity to play in the future.
"The third-year members who were replaced by you before were training with you and now they are replacing you. This is the result of their hard work after the loss.
"As a teacher, I shouldn't ignore this phenomenon. There are many third-year students here, and this is their only chance. I hope the students who are being transferred can understand."
After saying this, Fujii Itsuki laughed again:
"Let me announce the information of the public competition. We have less than a week of training time left. Coincidentally, our team will compete after the Saint."
Everyone started whispering again.
After all, Saint's is a strong school, and no one wants to be compared behind a strong school.