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“Here it is.” Nagase Tsukiyo quickly got up and took out a trumpet with gold paint from the instrument case.
The light wasn't bright, and the shimmering light from the tube didn't hurt Kitahara Hakuba's eyes.
“Start playing from the few sections you feel you can’t control well, I’m listening,” Kitahara Hakuba said, standing to the side.
Nagase Tsukiyo took a shallow breath, her chest slightly bulging beneath her uniform.
In order to avoid letting him notice her unusual behavior, she deliberately chose the modulation section starting from measure 27.
Because the trumpet here requires a sudden, strong thrust, it is a point where pitch deviation is very likely to occur.
A bright trumpet sound rang out from the pianist's chamber, the key change clear and sharp, but Kitahara Hakuba could feel the deep, ravine-like ripples left behind within it.
Others might have thought it was alright, but he simply couldn't accept it; in fact, he found it jarring.
Moreover, this kind of modulation and sudden forte section appears frequently in the free piece "Inayuhime's Tears in the Hii River", but she handles it better than Kuno Tachibana.
Kitahara Hakuba peered at Nagase Tsukiyo's small face, and he could vaguely sense that this girl was going to great lengths to deceive him.
However, Nagase Tsukiyo had absolutely no experience in "scheming" and even thought that she could get away with it by making a small mistake.
Leaving loopholes in this area is tantamount to challenging Kitahara Hakuba's authority in the field.
Should we expose her? Or continue playing along?
Nagase Tsukiyo's small mouth left the mouthpiece, and she lowered her head feigning difficulty, her bangs slightly obscuring her eyes:
"Sorry, I always have issues with pitch deviation here."
Kitahara Hakuba remained silent.
All she could hear was his heavy breathing.
Chapter 327, Section 326. Actually, I also have some feelings for you (4) >>
In just a moment, Nagase Tsukiyo realized how stupid she was.
He knew the abilities of all the members of the brass band very well, yet he actually wanted to hide his brass skills from Mr. Kitahara.
The people around her didn't speak, but just looked at her calmly, like the calm before a storm.
Nagase Tsukiyo realized that something seemed to have changed in his heart.
"Old teacher?"
"Sorry, I was just spaced out for a moment."
Kitahara Hakuba smiled and pointed to a spot on the sheet music with his black pen, saying...
"If a mistake occurs here, it simply means that your hi-sound technique is not very proficient. Using the throat to assist in compression to ensure the continuity of the interval should be very simple for you. Why is that?"
His implied meaning made Nagase Tsukiyo feel ashamed:
Feel sorry. "
"Do you have any other trumpets? I don't have any with me," Kitahara Hakuba asked.
He seemed to want to demonstrate it himself, and Nagase Tsukiyo almost blurted out, "It's okay to blow it like that."
"wait for me."
Nagase Tsukiyo got up and started rummaging through the cabinet, taking out an exquisite wooden box.
Open it, and there are six bugles inside.
For trumpet players, different mouthpiece sizes can express different styles.
However, she still prefers the 14a4a mouthpiece, which has a small diameter and shallow rim, making it perfect for playing high notes. She plans to use this model for her music university entrance exams.
Thinking of this, Nagase Tsukiyo blushed and took out the mouthpiece.
"Teacher Kitahara, this."
"OK, thank you."
Kitahara Hakuba took the mouthpiece, installed it, and said softly:
"This mouthpiece is quite suitable for the three pieces in the exam, I recommend this one."
Nagase Tsukiyo nodded. She knew that Kitahara-sensei was too focused on his work to think about anything else.
Kitahara Hyakuma tentatively blew a breath into the mouthpiece, and the airflow from his lips quickly passed through the brass tube, producing a loud sound.
Upon seeing him put the mouthpiece in his mouth, Nagase Tsukiyo felt utterly incredulous, her blood rushing through her veins. "Teacher Kitahara is actually putting my mouthpiece in his mouth!"
"Listen carefully, I'm about to begin."
North, umm.
Before he knew it, he made a somewhat childish sound, and Nagase Tsukiyo was too shy to look him in the eye.
It was only a few bars played earlier, but Kitahara Hakuba's control over the trumpet was outrageous; every note was played perfectly.
In an instant, Nagase Tsukiyo's envy and longing for him completely overwhelmed the girl's shyness.
I originally intended to make a mistake, but now that I hear him playing, I can't wait to pick it up and play it seriously.
"Alright, that's it. Did you hear me?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, releasing the mouthpiece.
Chang Shuyue raised her head, clasped her hands in front of her, and said:
"Yes, I heard you clearly."
"Then try it a few more times." Kitahara Hakuba handed the trumpet back to her.
Just as Kitahara Hakuba reminded her to change the mouthpiece first, Nagase Tsukiyo took a small puff and pressed it against his, which surprised him greatly. However, she seemed too engrossed in the moment and did not notice that their lips were mingling, only thinking about playing the trumpet.
The high-pitched trumpet music played by Nagase Tsukiyo came from inside the room. It was perfect, much better than deliberately holding back before.
"How was it?" Nagase Tsukiyo lowered her trumpet, staring expectantly at his face.
"Very good." Kitahara Hakuba's gaze fell directly on the sheet music. "Then let's begin the next section."
"kindness!"
It seems she has truly settled into a study routine.
"There aren't many difficulties left. The only thing I can remind you is that you need to actively press your lips down for the third and sixth notes, and you need to increase the airflow to compensate for the pitch of the fifth note."
"learned."
As the setting sun disappeared through the floor-to-ceiling windows, night had already fallen, and the lights of the Motomachi villa district began to illuminate one by one.
"It's almost 6:30 already." Kitahara Hakuba glanced at his watch, surprised that more than three hours of tutorial time had passed so quickly.
Nagase Tsukiyo, wearing only white socks and no slippers, walked around on the floor, tidying up the sheet music.
She turned around, leaned her hips against the table, and smiled like a middle school girl, saying:
"Shall I order sushi? Can you eat that?"
Nagase Tsukiyo thought that all the tutorials would be boring, but to her surprise, the time she spent with Kitahara-sensei was very fulfilling and enjoyable.
"No, I want to go back."
Kitahara Hakuba packed his things, mainly because it was already quite dark at 6:30.
It feels good to be with her when it's light, but for some reason, it always feels strange when it gets dark.
There's a feeling that if you don't do something strange, you're doing the night a disservice.
"Mmm-one-one"
Nagase Tsukiyo gripped the corner of the table and asked, "By the way, Kitahara-sensei, will you come with me on the day of the exam?"
Kitahara Hakuba raised his face, looked at her pretty little face, and said:
"Didn't you discuss it with Kanzaki and Saito?"
"I've already said that, but with Kitahara-sensei around, I should feel a little more at ease."
Nagase Tsukiyo never imagined she would say such a thing to his face. Perhaps influenced by the two of them, she had become increasingly shameless.
After thinking it over again, Kitahara Hakuba said, "Don't worry, I believe in the abilities of the three of you."
His words were tantamount to a rejection, and Nagase Tsukiyo's dejected expression revealed his resignation.
"Your parents haven't come back yet?" Kitahara Hakuba asked casually.
"Yes, they said it would be a little later."
"Oh
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Kitahara Hakuba's lips curled into a slight smile, as if trying to ease the somewhat heavy atmosphere, and he said in a condescending tone,
“Then remember to lock the door, because your mother told me that her daughter is too beautiful and most of the men who come into contact with her have ulterior motives. I seem to have become wary of her as well.”
Nagase Tsukiyo's face flushed slightly as she silently complained about her mother.
"sorry."
"It's alright, she's just telling the truth," Kitahara Hakuba said dismissively.
The truth?
Nagase Tsukiyo's mind went blank for a moment. Could it be that the subtext of those words was, "Actually, I do have some feelings for you, but I can't say it outright"?
Was Kitahara-sensei subtly telling herself something?
Nagase Tsukiyo watched his retreating figure as he picked up his briefcase and prepared to leave, her delicate throat bobbing up and down, her fingers repeatedly tugging at the hem of her skirt that had fallen to her thigh.
So he's so reserved too. Should I be more proactive?
You need to reply to him subtly.
He replied that he also had some feelings for her.
Chapter 328, Section 327: Anyone can lose their mind.
It's simple to think about, but difficult to put into words. (The remaining text appears to be unrelated and likely refers to a separate website or online publication.)
"Teacher Kitahara, actually I..."
"What?" Kitahara Hakuba stopped and slowly turned his gaze, the girl's face was fair with a rosy blush.