I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"I don't want to argue with you. In short, my attitude is that we absolutely cannot follow the grade level. If that's the case, I'll quit the department." Liu Mujie crossed his arms, looking very unhappy.

The senior student was furious and shouted:

"Who cares about you! You can quit if you want! You're just a first-year student! It's like we can't live without you!"

Hearing her completely indifferent tone, Liu Mujie's face flushed red, and she looked extremely angry.

Gong Lingwang sighed helplessly; she was a girl who couldn't hide her emotions.

"Um, everyone, please don't argue. Let's calm down..."

Sari Amano wanted to mediate, because to her, everyone was part of the brass band.

Before she could finish speaking, another person spoke up.

"If Liu Mu resigns, then I will resign too."

Seeing his childhood friend enter the game, Gong Lingwang had no choice but to raise his hand.

"I don't want to give everything for a club that can't unite its members."

Upon hearing him speak, the senior student who had been arguing with Liu Mujie suddenly fell silent, only biting her lip and stamping her foot.

Miyamine Nozomi displayed an extremely strong flute dominance in front of the entire club. No one in the entire woodwind section dared to say that they could easily defeat him.

Not to mention his flute skills, which are so superb that even the head flute player would experience physical abdominal cramps after listening to him.

The only unchanging principle in the brass band is that members will subconsciously admire and idolize those who are stronger.

Upon hearing Gong Lingwang, who was extremely famous within the department, speak up, Liu Mujie Deng had never felt that Gong Lingwang was so powerful, and immediately let out a soft snort.

The other first-year students also proudly puffed out their chests.

The atmosphere in the first music classroom suddenly became tense, with disgruntled murmurs rising and falling, but everyone was complaining in hushed tones.

"If anyone feels that I am not qualified to speak, they can bring it up themselves."

Gongling Wang said in a calm tone,

“It’s not just woodwinds; members of brass or percussion can all voice their opinions. As long as they can outperform me technically, I have nothing to say.”

His words were nothing short of violent, so violent that it was like a giant whale leaping out of the azure sea, causing a whole bunch of fish and shrimp below to collapse and faint.

Gongling Wang clasped his hands together, displaying an indifferent expression, and said:

“I come from a top-tier school that has won three gold medals in three years. If you call Kohinata a stray dog, then what am I? A tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs? When you call her a dog, don’t forget who you are.”

Kohi Xiangyangcai paused for a moment.

I never expected that after he spoke up for Liu Mujiedeng, he would still be thinking of me?

As soon as Miyamine Nozomi finished speaking, Erika Toda couldn't help but gasp.

She knew that junior Gongling was very skilled, but in her impression he was a very humble and reserved person. However, what he was saying now was too aggressive.

and many more......

Erika Toda's face stiffened. She suddenly realized something: Miyamine Nozomi's restraint had been an act all along.

This person actually looks down on them from the bottom of his heart.

It got to the point where there was no need to argue with them at all, but what they said went too far, and Junior Gongling couldn't stand it anymore.

Thinking of this, Erika Toda's face first showed a hint of sadness, then she sighed with relief.

"Well?"

A surprised exclamation escaped from Sumire Amamiya's small mouth. Her eyes widened in astonishment, and she leaned forward slightly, her gaze passing through the crowd to land on Nozomi Miyamine.

"Which school did you go to, Miyamune-san?" she asked Kato Ai beside her.

Kato Ai no longer wanted to get involved in these matters, but she was very interested in topics unrelated to the brass band:

"Hokkaido Shenxu."

"No wonder."

Sumire Amamiya looked quite surprised, and her gaze toward Nozomi Miyamine held a hint of curiosity.

"You don't know him?" Kato Ai asked.

"I'm not really interested in handsome men; it's interesting souls that can attract my attention."

"hehe......"

The club members in the classroom remained silent. Having witnessed Miyamune Nozomi's strength, no one wanted to stand up for her.

But it was clear that the atmosphere in the classroom had dropped to freezing point.

Daidouji Seiko didn't seem angry at what she said to Miyamine Nozomi; she lightly tapped the table with her slender white fingers and said:

"From now on, the only factor that will determine who gets into the A category is playing ability. Although there are only 55 people in the A category, if we remove the beginners, there are only about 65 people in our club who can actually compete. As long as we work hard, the probability of being able to join is very high."

Hearing her say that, Kato Ai felt somewhat disappointed.

Because she knew she was a "beginner," Daidouji ruthlessly removed her from the list.

"This is not fair, Daidouji, Tanihana, and Shida. You three know that we've all been through this before. Isn't this too barbaric towards us?"

Gu Huayin looked troubled and raised her hand to smooth her hair.

She doesn't seem like a girl who's very good at handling these kinds of disputes, because to handle them well, you have to say harsh things.

Gong Lingwang could sense that she didn't want to offend anyone because of these thorny issues.

Nana Shida said calmly:

“I’ve been to other schools, and they no longer have a system like ours where students are admitted based on age. People would laugh at us if they told them.”

Her facts left the third-year students speechless for a moment.

"As long as you perform better than the first-year students, everything will be fine."

Daidoji Seiko snorted lightly and said without any mercy,

"All worries stem from a lack of ability; capable people will only support a better system."

Her words caused a complete uproar among the club members in the classroom. Perhaps in Daidouji Seiko's eyes, she had never respected anyone in the club.

Gong Lingwang glanced around and saw that many girls' faces had turned pale.

Even the usually jovial Chiyo Akamatsu was expressionless, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, looking as if she had something on her mind.

Anhe Chun also realized that this was a big deal concerning all the members, and she didn't have the ability to integrate them all; she was willing but powerless.

I've chosen you! Come out, Tenma Hayami!

"Quiet down, everyone!"

Hayami Tenma took a step forward with a tense expression and raised his voice.

"I am the current advisor, and these are all systems that I have confirmed. Future selections, including solo performances, will adopt an audition process. The auditions will be held at the end of the month, so please be prepared."

Daidouji Seiko raised an eyebrow. She hadn't expected Hayami Tenma Sei to speak up; just being mentioned in name would be quite good enough.

Her tone was firm, conveying that this was a done deal, and that even if the other members felt uncomfortable, they could not resist.

Miyamune's anxiety gradually subsided; as expected, only a consultant could handle this matter.

"Furthermore, I want everyone to understand that what I said here before I left was not a lie."

Ok?

Gong Lingwang raised his eyebrows in surprise; he didn't remember asking her to say those words.

Hayami Tenma's fingernails dug into the flesh of his palm as he continued in a deep voice:

“I was telling the truth at the time. If you really want to go to the national conference, you should follow orders. If you have no intention of striving for advancement, I will resign from the department and be expelled from the party.”

The music classroom fell silent again. Gong Lingwang was initially quite worried, but the effect seemed to be quite good.

Although Hayami Tenma Sei wasn't a particularly talented instructor, once she left, the brass band, without an advisor, wouldn't even be able to participate in competitions, and within days the school would cut off all support for them.

Your house is about to be completely demolished, and you're still thinking about systemic issues? When the time comes, you won't even have a reason to argue.

Daidouji Seiko stared intently at Hayami Tenma Sei, not quite understanding whether she wanted to stay or not.

But in any case, things have finally stabilized.

"Next, distribute the schedule for the Wakayama Prefecture Conference!" As if sensing the opportune moment, Anwa Jun suddenly called out.

She carried a stack of papers and distributed them one by one.

Miyamine Nozomi also received a sheet, which was filled with her practice schedule.

Having attended a prestigious school in Hokkaido, he didn't react much to these things; for him, they were just part of the daily routine, even quite easy.

But it's not necessarily the case for others.

For them, from now on they will not only have to come to school early, but also have to stay until very late to leave.

Most importantly, they have to practice on weekends, short holidays, and summer vacation, which undoubtedly takes up a lot of their playtime.

This situation will continue until August 3rd, before the end of the Wakayama Prefecture Wind Performance.

"Waaah..."

An Hechun posted the chart herself, and even she couldn't help but groan when she looked at it.

Weekends are filled with activities, and holidays are scarce, making the pressure immense for third-year students who have to prepare for exams.

Although she didn't think she could get into any very good schools.

"Also, these are the sheet music used for basic exercises by schools that have won national gold medals."

Daidoji Seiko patted the two stacks of paper on the media table.

"After the music was distributed, each section leader arranged for members to mark the musical phrases with numbers. During the ensemble, we used numbers to indicate where we were playing together. In short, I think everyone should learn from the experiences of successful people. Only in this way can we improve our skills."

She spoke in a very organized manner, making it clear that Daidouji Seiko had indeed done a lot of work behind the scenes.

Sumire Amamiya pursed her lips and said softly:

"Senior Daidouji, I have heard the story of the man from Handan who tried to imitate others' walking style. Is it really okay to have everyone learn these musical scores?"

Daidoji Seiko said frankly:

"This works in the brass band, and it's just basic practice, not a difficult point. Since we've decided to go to the national competition, we must learn from the strong in Kansai."

"Thank you so much. I'm relieved to hear that," Sumire Amamiya said with a smile.

Daidouji Seiko frowned slightly, not quite understanding what she meant by asking this.

However, Sumire Amamiya did not show any intention of making things difficult, and the aloof senior did not take it to heart.

"The selection process and practice schedule have been resolved. The current choice for the subject piece is 'The Guard,' and the selection of the optional piece, after screening by the cadres, has been decided to play 'Murdoch's Last Letter Home.'"

Daidoji Seiko wrote the title of her chosen piece on the blackboard in a flowing and elegant style.

At this moment, the French horn section leader, Medieval Koji, stood by the window and reminded him:

"However, one thing to note is that I remember this piece is eight minutes and thirty-two seconds long. If you include the three minutes and eighteen seconds of 'Guardian,' the total playing time alone is close to twelve minutes."

The performance time for the wind instrument competition must be within twelve minutes. Even if it exceeds the time limit by only one second or even half a second, it will be considered a "disqualification".

No matter how beautifully the performance is played, it will not be reviewed by any judges, and the result will be invalid.

Moreover, these twelve minutes do not represent the duration of the assigned piece and the selected piece, but rather the duration from beginning to end.

In other words, including the assigned piece, the chosen piece, and the pauses in between, the total length cannot exceed twelve minutes.

"It's a tight schedule," Chiyo Akamatsu said with a smile. "The break in between is only about ten seconds."

“That’s enough,” said Daidouji Seiko.

As long as nothing major happens along the way, she feels she has plenty of time.

63. Say it again and I'll let you touch it (6K)

Soon after, the sheet music for "Murdoch's Last Letter" was distributed.

"From now on, please begin your group practice," said Daidouji Seiko, dismissing the group.

"Can I ask one more question?"

Sumire Amamiya put her hand to her lips and said...