I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Her thoughts lingered at a crossroads where she couldn't make a decision, her face filled with contradictions and confusion, every subtle expression telling of the girl's inner struggle and unease.

Saito Haruka's fingers gripped the hem of her pleated skirt, her eyes softening instantly, and her other hand unconsciously went to her chest.

Her initial idea was to soften Nagase Tsukiyo's heart and then involve her as well.

She felt at ease because she didn't think Yueye would refuse. The girl's heartbreaking concessions had long since become the best way to manipulate her.

But for some reason, seeing her like this, Saito Harutori felt a surge of complex emotions that were hard to describe.

She suddenly realized that this unfounded sense of security that she would be invited by the moonlight might be essentially the same as underestimating the moonlight.

Thinking of this, Saito Haruka was caught in an inexplicable dilemma. Nagase Tsukiyo clenched her small fists tightly and looked up to extend an invitation, but found that Haruka's confusion was even heavier than hers. "Haruka?"

"Well?"

Saito Haruka snapped out of her daze for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "I think it should be fine. I'll go see Kitahara-sensei again in a few days. He's such a nice person, he'll definitely teach me well. Anyway, Tsukiyo, if you can put in a good word for me, I think things will go much more smoothly."

After she finished speaking, she walked into the classroom.

Nagase Tsukiyo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, believing that her hesitation had led to Harutori's abandonment.

After repeated struggles, one can only fall into self-loathing.

Because she felt that she was a cold, heartless, and selfish person.

"Moonlit Night? What's wrong? Why are you standing at the door?" A familiar voice reached my ears, and what came into view was a distinctive three-pronged braid.

Nagase Tsukiyo composed herself and nodded slightly, saying:

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Sakurako Yukawa hugged several books to her chest, forced a smile, and said, "What are you talking about? I'm no longer the minister."

"Ah, um." Nagase Tsukiyo observed her complexion, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Captain, are your dark circles normal?"

Sakurako Yukawa smiled awkwardly and said:

"Since I left the department, I realized that I didn't do much besides playing the clarinet, so I just kept doing practice problems, adhering to the 'four active and five passive' standard."

"Four hours to succeed, five hours to fail" refers to the saying that if a student studies so hard that they only sleep four hours a day, they will likely fail the exam.

Nagase Tsukiyo said, "You still need to pay attention to your rest time."

"Let's hang in there for these next few months. I don't want to be a 'wanderer'."

Sakurako Yukawa whispered, "Aren't there some 'ronin' in the class? I've noticed they haven't participated in any club activities this year, they just spend all their time doing practice problems, it must be exhausting."

"Ronin" refers to someone who fails the college entrance examination. Failing twice is called "second wave", and failing three or more times is called "multiple waves".

Students who have been admitted to university but are dissatisfied with their major and return to study it are called "masked ronin".

"By the way, did you know that there would be some strange and difficult questions in this exam?"

Sakurako immediately became nervous. The upcoming exams would be the standard by which she would be measured. She also wanted to take the entrance exam for Hokkaido University, just like Amemori, but to study health care in the medical school.

However, unlike Yu Shou, she doesn't have a surplus of points; on the contrary, she's currently short a few points and needs to work harder.

"I don't know this."

"I see," Yukawa Sakurako took a deep breath and then smiled, "But seeing how worried you are, I couldn't help but feel nervous too."

"why?"

"Why? Because you're the top student in your grade, Yueye? You just want everything to go smoothly."

"What kind of talk is that? Are you Nagase's mother?" Akamatsu Sayaka suddenly appeared out of nowhere, playing with Yukawa Sakurako's three-strand braid.

Sakurako sighed and said, "Isn't Sayaka nervous?"

"real or fake?!"

Sakurako Yukawa stared wide-eyed in disbelief and said:

"How is that possible? You're usually so carefree, how come you scored higher than me?! That's totally unfair!"

Sayaka Akamatsu spread her hands, feigning indifference, and said:

"What you said makes sense. Besides, we do publish the results, so how could we not know how the people around us scored? And I've always felt that they scored too low."

I've always thought Sayaka was an idiot:

"really?"

"Because what you usually say and do is not normal! And with grades like this, wouldn't it be a huge waste for you to study fashion design?"

"Oh, what's the loss? If you like it, that's all that matters. I don't want to exhaust myself."

"You're really taking it easy. Right now, I just hope to pass the common exam first."

The results of the common entrance exam are like a stepping stone to university, a crucial factor in determining which school a student chooses. The most important of these is the second university entrance exam. Xiaoshui CMS has published the latest chapter.

University entrance exams are generally divided into three types of selection: the first is that everyone takes the exam together, the second is admission by recommendation, and the third is admission by self-recommendation.

"Speaking of which, were you recommended for admission, Tsukiyo?" Akamatsu Sayaka asked.

"Me?" Chang Shuyueye said embarrassedly, "I'm too ordinary, and I don't have any famous teachers to recommend me."

"What are you saying, Moonlit Night?"

This statement even prompted Yukawa Sakurako to retort.

"Don't we have a well-known teacher at our school? And his field of expertise is similar to yours, right?"

Nagase Tsukiyo paused for a moment, then, as if taking a deep breath, said, "Kitahara-sensei?"

Sayaka Akamatsu said:

"Yeah, Mr. Kitahara, maybe you could ask him for a nomination and it would go through? The first gold medal in the national competition for conductor must be quite prestigious, right?"

Although the competition did not make any rankings, only Shin-soo achieved a 9A in the brass band, which was reported by almost all major news outlets.

Because no brass band has ever won the honor of 9A, regardless of whether it's a well-known and strong school like Osaka Toin, Ina Gakuen, or Tokai Affiliated High School.

I've never received any of them.

"Recommended admission is great! You don't need to go through the common process, so it's basically a sure thing that you'll get in. It's so much more convenient," said Sakurako Yukawa enviously.

“Hmm

Hearing her say that, Nagase Tsukiyo's heart raced, but she quickly realized something.

Mr. Kitahara couldn't possibly be unaware that admission through recommendation would be easier, yet he never mentioned it to her, as if he was deliberately omitting it.

Either I'm not good enough for him, or he secretly gave the recommendation spot to someone else.

Chapter 323, Section 322: The Girl's Choice and the New Wind Band? (4) >>

Who could it be? Eri?

Thinking about this, a feeling of frustration welled up inside me. Was I jealous or just envious?

"Wait, wait! Sayaka, why are you wearing sneakers in here!" Sakurako Yukawa suddenly exclaimed.

"Oh? You mean this? It's because I've never been in this world during my three years of high school, so I was thinking of experiencing it properly these days."

"How could this be?"

"Don't worry, I've cleaned it, it's not dirty at all."

"It's not about being dirty at all! What if other people find out and follow suit!"

"That's their problem. By the way, aren't they nice? I love these sneakers."

Nagase Tsukiyo looked down and saw a pair of pink sneakers with thick soles that looked like they added three centimeters to her height, which was a bit ostentatious.

Besides, pairing JK uniforms with sneakers doesn't really look good.

"Speaking of which, where are you planning to go on your graduation trip? Let's invite all the third-year students from the brass band together," said Sayaka Akamatsu.

"They're discussing this before the exams are even over."

"I'm just afraid that if I fail the exam, I won't be in the mood to discuss it anymore!"

"I think the best way to deal with failing an exam is to take a study trip at home and be a good 'stay-at-home traveler'."

The two started discussing things that Nagase Tsukiyo didn't care about at all. In the corridor, a gust of wind blew in from somewhere and stung her face hard.

At the end of the corridor, several girls opened their windows and cried out in pain from the cold. A blast of icy wind rushed in, chilling the third-year students in the corridor to the bone.

During lunch break, the campus is filled with a leisurely and pleasant atmosphere.

Kitahara Hakuba walked out of the staff office and passed by the various third-year classrooms. Notes from the morning's classes were still on the blackboards, and the chalk writing looked particularly clear in the sunlight.

Walk through the elevated corridor towards the student association building.

Today is the first club meeting for students without third-year students, and Kitahara Hakuba was initially reluctant to attend.

But after thinking about it, he realized he still needed to give the new minister face.

The banner recognizing the "National Conference Gold Award" still hangs on the student association building. According to Director Du, the school has no intention of taking it down and probably plans to leave it up until it breaks.

Arriving at the floor for the wind instrument section, the corridor was quiet, except for a lot of clean white indoor shoes placed at the entrance of the first music classroom, all of which were one or two years old.

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Looking at the neatly arranged lunchboxes, only the third-year students were missing. Although the first and second-year students were also full of energy, Kitahara Hakuba suddenly felt lonely for some reason.

The sound of opening the door to the first music classroom was so loud that it drew the attention of the members inside.

With three fewer students, the classroom was almost half empty, and everyone no longer had to crowd together like before.

From now on, Kana Eto, who will be in charge of hosting, will stand in front of the blackboard, while Kami Takahashi will stand to the side.

"Teacher Kitahara!" Kana Eto was the most excited; today was her first day as a department head.

Although Takahashi Kami was by my side, the sense of security she provided was still not enough.

Upon seeing Kitahara Hakuma enter, the second-year girl immediately relaxed considerably, feeling as if her entire body was filled with joy.

Not only her, but the rest of the members were also somewhat uneasy in the face of the departure of their seniors.

Will I be able to do as well as my seniors in the future? Now that I'm a senior myself, how should I treat my juniors? Should I set an example for them?

A series of questions arose in my mind, with unease about taking the helm of the brass band taking the lead.

Fortunately, all of this vanished with the arrival of Kitahara Hakuba.