Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 54 Dissonant Intervals

"The flute has made great progress this time, and the emotions are more in place. The vibrato in future performances should be based on this standard and should be maintained."

The principal flute player gave Hirouchi Aya a sweet smile, and the girls behind her gave a small wave. The fatigue from their repetitive practice dissipated considerably after receiving praise.

"The saxophone is excellent, but too outstanding, while the clarinet is too weak. This will disrupt the overall feel of the piece, so we need to try to improve the coordination."

"The trumpet and French horn can remain as they are now. When practicing independently, try to cross scales more often and try to handle the details as well as possible."

Flute and saxophone are the parts with more freshmen. They are very humble and willing to accept Hirouchi Aya's guidance and practice seriously.

As a teacher, Hirouchi Aya doesn't criticize other vocal sections for not practicing hard enough. She simply offers suggestions, not the kind of person who whips them from behind, urging them to move forward.

National Gold isn't an honor you can earn through high-pressure training; it requires unity and concerted effort. If the majority of members aren't willing to work toward this goal, no amount of lashing out from the advisor will be of any use.

"Take a ten-minute break, then practice for another hour, and finish at noon. The director seems to want to arrange for you to go out and play." Hirouchi Aya walked to the stage, and the girls' numb expressions became lively because of the sudden surprise.

The wind band's training camp has been going on for five days. Yamami Maki knows that they can't let everyone's nerves get too tense, so it's time to relax.

Hirouchi Aya walked towards the news department. "How do you feel? Have their skills improved?"

The three of them nodded, with Natsumi Imokawa nodding the most. This plot of youthful struggle seemed to satisfy her.

Hirouchi Aya was still standing in front of the camera, but today she was wearing a long dress, which was not very revealing and not attractive enough for the girl holding the camera.

"We can clearly feel that the overall performance of the wind ensemble is better, and the coordination is more harmonious and more uniform. But we are outsiders and can't hear anything more." said Jun Matsueda.

"Are you an amateur, Songzhi? I was watching you while I was dazed on the stage. Every time you played, you kept the beat from the audience. Our timpani made mistakes, but you never missed a beat."

Hirouchi Aya rolled her eyes at him, and Matsueda Jun smiled and made a gesture of spinning a drumstick with his bare hands.

Jun Matsueda did have something to say. In the past two days, he clearly felt that the improvement of the wind section was reaching its limit, and the reason was the coordination between the saxophone and other parts.

In fact, the saxophone can be easily integrated into the symphony. The problem is not the instrument itself, but the person who uses it.

After a few days of observation, he found that this "discordant sound" almost came from the sophomores and juniors. Whenever the saxophone sounded, whether intentionally or due to emotions, their playing would become less focused and the level would drop slightly.

Jun Matsueda was just an amateur drummer, and he had rarely played since leaving the orphanage. Hirouchi Aya couldn't have been unaware of what he could see, and since the teacher hadn't said anything, he wasn't going to say anything either.

Perhaps a scenario where they failed to win gold would also be a good one. He glanced at Natsumi Imokawa beside him. The girls tried their best but still failed miserably, their tears streaming down their faces. Surely Imokawa would be excited to film that scene, too?

After all, failure and tears are the main themes of most people's youth.

An hour later, the exhausted members swarmed out of the auditorium, with Matsueda Jun following behind them.

Walking out of the woods, the sunlight blew in, hitting their faces which had become flushed from long hours of practice. The girls squinted their eyes, feeling uncomfortable as if they had returned from another world.

A girl in the crowd gradually slowed down her pace and finally walked side by side with Matsueda Jun.

After the short-lived fireworks festival, Tomatsu Tomoka is no longer as close to Matsueda Jun as before. Perhaps this is what the girl calls "proof"?
"Chunjun, the captain asked me to tell you that he hopes you can come with the band on their trip." The girl still used that intimate name.

"The director said that in order to be responsible for the safety of the members, everyone must travel together. If anything unexpected happens, Jun-kun, as a boy, will be more reliable."

"I also hope that when I stand in front of such a beautiful scenery, the person closest to me is you."

Tomatsu Tomoka looked at Matsueda Jun's fluttering eyelashes. The girl's ability to say sweet words had improved a bit. Perhaps her progress in this area was faster than that of Saxophone.

Jun Matsueda nodded. "The members of the newspaper club will all be here. If you have any plans or need me to bring anything, please let me know in advance." The girl was no longer disappointed by his politeness. She nodded and returned to the crowd.

When we returned to the hotel, Mochizuki Yao was sitting on the lawn at the door reading a book. The girl was wearing a white floral dress with fluttering lace edges, and a cat was walking around her.

Mochizuki Haruka rarely wears large areas of white, but in fact, white looks her most natural. Her face, with a hint of childishness, and eyes that are free of impurities, is like Lake Ashi at a quiet moment, where even without wind, waves stir in one's heart.

Jun Matsueda walked to the edge of the lawn and held out his hand to the cat. The golden elf walked gracefully towards him, licking his palm repeatedly and tickling him.

When the girl looked up from her book, she saw the docile cat in front of the boy and cried out in dissatisfaction, "Golden Branch!"

The creature named Golden Branch rubbed Jun Matsueda's hand twice with nostalgia, then returned to its owner.

"Is this your cat? It's quite human-like." Jun Matsueda asked. He always thought it belonged to the hotel.

The girl didn't answer. She turned another page in the book and said without emotion, "The female cat is in estrus. When she reaches adulthood, she should be sent for sterilization."

The little female cat crouched before Mochizuki Haruka, her eyes tearing up as she cried out twice. The girl lifted her foot and kicked it aside. Jinzhi rolled over and landed beside Songzhi Jun again, her fur stained with broken grass leaves, and she stared at him with wide eyes.

Tomatsu Tomoka was talking on the phone with her mother on the third-floor terrace. She looked at the two people and the cat on the lawn, her face expressionless.

"Well, I'll pay attention."

"Boys? There aren't any boys. The only ones coming to the wind band this time are girls."

"Don't worry, even if there are boys, they won't live with us."

On the lawn, Matsueda Jun was about to speak, and Mochizuki Haruka was also looking at him, with her lips slightly parted, as if she had something to say.

"You speak first." Wangyue Yao lowered his head and started reading again.

"Mr. Mochizuki Haruka, regarding the Earth Science Competition, I hope that in the future, before the people you arrange take any action, you can try to inform me in advance. And don't say "young master" or anything like that, it makes me feel embarrassed."

"Okay." Mochizuki Haruka's voice was muffled. Although Matsueda Jun had spoken very politely, she still felt empty in her heart.

I did something wrong again.

"What did you want to say?" asked Jun Matsueda.

"There are seats available at a famous kaiseki restaurant at lunchtime, but you probably won't go, right?"

Wang Yueyao lowered his head, his eyes seeing the out-of-focus printed text, and the paper with a light wood color was wrinkled.

Having just expressed his dissatisfaction with the girl, Jun Matsueda felt a little embarrassed facing her kindness.

When Tomatsu Tomoka hung up the phone and returned to the terrace, there was no one on the lawn, even the golden cat was gone. Only an open book was lying there alone.

She went downstairs and onto the lawn, closing the book that had been opened. It had a light green cover, a gold border, and white cursive text.

"What's Inside My Head When I Fall in Love with You".

Tomatsu Tomoka knew that a person in love would not ask this question.

　Did Matsue go to eat kaiseki with Mochizuki? I don't know.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)