I play wind instruments in Kansai.

Daidouji Seiko remained silent for a moment, his gaze towards Miyamine Nozomi completely clear:

“You apologized to me back then, and you kept your promise and didn’t do anything too outrageous to me, so don’t take it to heart.”

Gong Lingwang was taken aback. Daidouji-senpai was kind-hearted and not the kind of girl who was unreasonable. This made him feel even less human.

"really......"

However, he believes he has done a good job in this regard, and his willpower has been upgraded.

Daidouji Seiko suddenly tightened her grip on her arms, and her slender, white neck twitched slightly.

"Has anyone else mentioned this?"

Sure enough, that was what she cared about most.

"No, no, no, I won't tell anyone."

Gong Lingwang quickly waved his hand.

"I will keep this in my heart forever and never tell anyone."

Daidouji Seiko bit her lower lip, hugging herself as if she were guarding something:

"Alright, that's enough for now. You practice hard."

She turned to leave after she finished speaking, her tone clearly tinged with helplessness.

"Senior Daidouji," Miyamine Nozomi said, feeling guilty.

"What is it now?" Daidouji Seiko frowned and looked over.

Gongling Wang took a deep breath and said bluntly:

"I also want to help with the selection process."

"you?"

"Well, I know a little bit about this. I may not make decisions, but I can offer you some suggestions, which is not a bad thing."

Daidoji Seiko looked at Miyamine Nozomi's harmless face. His pupils were a very faint brown in the light, so clear that you could see the bottom of his eyes.

She also saw him giving instructions in the corridor.

Moreover, judging from the reactions of the members, it is indeed effective and not just for show.

—"I also want to fulfill Daidouji-senpai's wish at the same time."

His words echoed in Daidoji Seiko's ears again, and his tone at the time didn't sound like a joke.

The girl scratched her bare arm with her fingernails, let out a soft sigh, and said:

"Okay, come find me then."

84. What is the punishment for Supervisor Hayami forgetting to install air conditioning? (6K)

During lunch break, Miyamine Nozomi wandered around the brass section floor before finally arriving at the practice room for the flute and piccolo section.

As soon as I entered, I saw Erika Toda sticking her head out of the window, looking at something.

The girl's skirt was taut at her waist, and the cotton and linen fabric, bathed in the afternoon light, wove flowing light and shadow on her hips.

The creases in her calves were sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, revealing the beautiful curves of her calves. Today she was wearing white ankle socks.

Have you changed your taste? I usually wear black calf socks like everyone else.

"What are you looking at?" Miyamine Nozomi asked from behind her. "Is that dangerous?"

Erika Toda turned her head, pulled her upper body back from the window, pointed outside, and said:

"Um, Supervisor Hayami."

Gong Lingwang didn't quite understand, so he followed her example and leaned out of the window.

But from the high-rise building, the view is so wide that you can see the entire courtyard of the Zhimu Academy.

“The scenery is beautiful,” said Gongling Wang.

"Look at that."

Erika Toda squeezed next to him, her bare arms pressed against his, but she didn't seem to care.

Gong Lingwang looked down in the direction she was pointing.

From an open window on the third floor, you can see three people: Hayami Tenma Sei, Kohika Hinata, and Kato Ai.

They sat around the table, seemingly engaged in a lively discussion.

Hayami Tenma crossed his arms and frowned slightly, while Kohimiya Hina was writing on the sheet music with a pen, and Kato Ai was nodding repeatedly with an oboe beside him, looking very focused.

Where did the Avengers come from?

Miyamine looked away and turned to look at Erika Toda beside her.

She was staring intently at the three men, a subtle, unreadable emotion flickering in her eyes.

The wind blew her hair, gently brushing against his arm, bringing a faint fragrance.

"Are they practicing? Why aren't they in the wind band?"

Erika Toda stared intently at them with her bright, clear eyes.

Miyamune Nozomi didn't speak, but instead opened the system's stock chart and went to Kato Ai's section.

As before, her percentage has increased by three percentage points for two consecutive days.

But Miyamune was not surprised at all. The specific situation needs to be analyzed specifically. Who knows if she will want to run away again later.

Just like the selection process for the brass band, which eliminated the weak and retained the strong, his idea of ​​selecting female stock options was the same.

Ai Kato is like an extremely weak stock.

However, this is a good thing for Hayami Tenma Sei. Being able to practice on-site is naturally the best thing. Miyamine Nozomi still trusts this supervisor very much.

At least in terms of initiative, they are still quite self-aware.

“Let’s practice,” Miyamine Nozomi said.

"Where's Shiraishi-senpai?" Erika Toda asked.

"I don't know."

Gong Lingwang shook his head.

He came to the band with Yuki Yutaka, but to be honest, he didn't have the guts to invite her to come along.

Although the two were close friends who had worked together, Miyamine Nozomi didn't know what to say when facing Shiraishi Hitomi.

"I'll let her know," Erika Toda said, taking out her phone.

"No need, we can just try it out with our two flutes. I don't think Shiraishi would slack off."

Even with the door closed, you can hear the sounds of musical instruments coming from outside.

With the selection process approaching, the previously lax members began to refocus and practice.

"Hmm..."

Erika Toda looked up at Nozomi Miyamine, who had already set up the music stand and taken out her flute.

He spoke as if he knew Shiraishi-senpai very well...

"Let's practice the basics today, any objections?" Gong Lingwang met her gaze.

"Um, no."

Erika Toda unconsciously lowered her head to avoid it, repeating the long tune in front of the metronome on the table.

The practice with Miyamune Nozomi was clearer and smoother than she had expected. He spoke very little during practice, but he was very meticulous about the parts that were lacking.

"That's amazing!"

Suddenly, a gasp came from the side of the window. Erika Toda turned her head without thinking and saw Sumire Amamiya raising her hands and gently clapping them, while still holding an oboe in her hand.

Her face looked a little rosy, and her eyes were wide open.

"Gongling's flute playing is truly remarkable. Who is your teacher?" Amamiya Sumire asked softly.

"I practiced it myself."

Miyamine Nozomi would rather spend an entire day alone in a room with Daidouji Seiko without speaking to her than talk to her sister Amamiya Sumire for three minutes in the same room.

"Wow, that's amazing! Your flute skills are outstanding among us. Why did you come back?"

Sumire Amamiya remarked, her smooth, cherry-colored lips opening and closing repeatedly.

"Could it be that they were sent back?"

If she had said that before, Gong Lingwang would most likely have thought she was mocking him.

But after talking with Daidouji Seiko, he realized that these were all just Sumire Amamiya's "mechanisms".

In her eyes, seniors are seniors and juniors are juniors, but she herself can't change anything, so she can only be sarcastic and sarcastic here.

In some ways, this girl is quite pitiful.

Thinking of this, Gongling Wang's attitude towards her improved somewhat.

Erika Toda smiled gently and offered to explain on behalf of Nozomi Miyamine:

"No, Junior Gongling came back because of a family member's job transfer, right?"

Gong Lingwang nodded.

"Toda-senpai always listens to Miyamine-kun, she has such a good personality." Amamiya Sumire clicked her tongue and teased softly.

Erika Toda completely missed the sarcasm in her words, and even misunderstood something, blushing to the roots of her ears:

"No, no, it's because Junior Gongling is really amazing, and I have a lot to learn from him."

This undisguised worship is less like a cat and more like a dog.

Although Sumire Amamiya frowned for a moment, she quickly regained her usual sweet smile, walked into the classroom, and found an empty seat to sit down.

"Did you teach yourself all your oboe skills?" Miyamune asked.

"Well?"

Sumire Amamiya looked at him curiously, then nodded and said,

"Well, I didn't know anything about these things before. The school's advisor didn't know anything about the oboe either, so I just read books and watched free videos on my own."

"No wonder."

Sumire Amamiya tilted her head, not quite understanding what he was saying.

Miyamine Nozomi said in a relaxed tone:

"That's why you developed bad habits. Every instrument has its own way of practicing. Your thumb should be pressed into the wood of the oboe when you're playing it. Didn't you realize that when you were playing?"

Sumire Amamiya looked surprised, glanced down at the oboe in her hand, and subconsciously raised it.

"Press your thumb upwards, lock your right arm muscles, and your shoulder will shrug when you play a long note."

Miyamine Nozomi treated the flute in his hand like an oboe, then released his thumb and said,

"Over time, you must have developed deep dents here, right?"

Sumire Amamiya looked up and, as he had said, there was a deep red dent.

“It will get very tiring after a while,” Miyamune Nozomi said.

“Indeed…” Sumire Amamiya said.

"Now you play the B note once, and I'll listen again."

Sumire Amamiya picked up her oboe and played it once, and she herself felt there was nothing wrong with it.

"Did you hear it? Your vibrato is forced out of your throat, not from your diaphragm. Every time you vibrato, you tighten your throat first, which causes the pitch to be too high."

Gongling Wang picked up the black pen, capped it, and touched his lower abdomen.

"When you inhale, this part should expand outwards, not lift your chest. I can see it very clearly because you are small. When you inhale, your collarbone will obviously bulge out. This is a very typical self-taught breathing method."

The muscles on Sumire Amamiya's small face twitched slightly, and she said with a stiff smile:

"I don't think it's funny to criticize a girl's body while teaching her."