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"Yes!"
The girl's resolute reply echoed in the auditorium.
“Tachibana…:::” Goto Yu’s eyes welled up with tears, and he couldn’t help but throw himself against Nagasawa Mia’s chest.
Kirishima Mayi remained silent, and a profound stillness filled the spacious auditorium.
"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled to death, I'm not reconciled to death...!"
In the dormitory during the training camp, Kuno Tachibana's tearful voice once again flooded Kirishima Mai's mind.
Despite her repeated efforts, she still did not achieve the result she desired.
In Kirishima Mai's dark eyes, the petite girl on the stage was reflected. What was she thinking?
Kuno Tachibana's throat trembled back and forth, but she couldn't swallow a single breath. Kitahara-sensei's choice was no less than a huge shock, leaving her completely numb.
The initial enthusiasm was fading, and unease was spreading in my heart. The wood grain on the ceiling above my head looked more and more like an oval.
The trumpet, which had previously maintained the same temperature as her, had become something completely different.
Cold and heavy.
It lost its sense of unity with the trumpet.
The trumpet, which should have been firmly in place, seemed to have suddenly melted, and half of it escaped willfully through the gap between my fingers.
The team members below the stage looked at her with sympathy, seemingly waiting for her to make her next move.
What emotion should I express now? Sadness? Angry? Or should I feign helplessness and say, "It's okay, I'll try harder next time"?
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Or perhaps, they'll continue to say, "I'm not convinced"?
Kuno Tachibana recalls the emotions he has experienced one by one and overlaps them with the current scene.
The sadness comes from the fact that Kitahara-sensei did not choose him.
The anger stemmed from the fact that Kitahara-sensei hadn't chosen him.
She took a deep breath, wanting to capture every last echo in the auditorium, then hold on tight, letting the sound seep into the walls.
Kitahara Hakuba knew that he would inevitably have to give Kuno Tachibana a lecture later, just like he had done to Amemori.
More importantly, we need to check her condition to see if she has developed double D.
He raised his hand and said:
"Alright, that concludes the selection of soloists. Members of Group A, hurry up and assemble in the first music classroom. Members of Group B, please practice your parts according to the schedule on the practice sheet."
After he gave his instructions, the members were to get up and leave.
Out of the corner of her eye, Nagase Tsukiyo on the stage saw Kuno Tachibana about to leave the stage. She wanted to go up and say something, but she couldn't think of anything to say to her.
Sakurako Kawakita jogged onto the stage and immediately stood in front of Tachibana Kuno, saying:
"Kuno-senpai, thank you for your hard work."
However, Kuno Tachibana did not speak, but instead carried her trumpet to the backstage of the auditorium, her black hair turning leaden gray under the stage lights.
"It's better to let her calm down on her own," Nagase Tsukiyo said as she came to her side.
Sakurako looked at her, and there was an awkward silence for a moment:
"Thanks for your hard work."
“No, I like the trumpet,” Nagase Tsukiyo said, shaking her head.
Kuno Tachibana went backstage at the auditorium, knelt on the wooden floor, and put the trumpet into its case.
At that moment, a drop of water fell onto the pipe.
At first she thought it was tears, but then she realized it was sweat dripping down her cheeks and onto her chin.
For some reason, I couldn't cry this time. My throat was dry and sore, my heart felt empty, and my mind went blank.
The stark reality before her almost robbed her of the ability to think.
Chapter 155, Section 154: Hoping to Show Favoritism to the Young Girl (4K)
Kitahara Hakuba returned to the auditorium's broadcasting room first.
At the soundstage, the solo performances of Nagase Tsukiyo and Kuno Tatsuka were all recorded. The auditorium of Shin-Asahi High School has dedicated microphones for recording vocal parts, as well as room microphones that record the entire auditorium space.
There are actually many microphones in the Shenxu Auditorium. If you want to record the richest sound of the two wind instruments, you would need at least ten microphones.
Before the selection process for the two began, Kitahara Hakuba placed a pair of Schopes MK2S A/B system instruments directly in front of him to pick up the direct sound of the instruments.
On either side, a pair of aluminum ribbon N8 microphones were placed to pick up room sound, and at the rear, there was an AKG C414 microphone to pick up the depth of the wind instruments.
Kitahara Hakuba knew that, as a mentor, he had to use professional methods to judge whether Nagase or Kuno was stronger or weaker.
This result not only requires him to give an explanation to the brass band, but also to Kuno Tachibana.
When I left the broadcasting studio, I found that Tachibana Kuno was still alone backstage.
Her eyes swayed uncertainly like the wind across a lake, and she curled up like a child. Department head Sakurako Yukawa stood beside her, lost in silence.
[Character: Tachibana Kuno]
[Instrument played: Trumpet Lv21]
Growth Value: SD
[Resilience: D]
At this moment, Kuno Tachibana's growth value kept jumping back and forth between SD, very unstable, as if it would freeze at D in the next second.
Her resilience has clearly been reduced to D, and it seems that the selection results with Nagase Tsukiyo have plunged her into an ice cave, shattering her confidence built up over the years.
Kitahara Hakuba walked up to them and said calmly:
"Kuno-kun, it's over. Can you go to the music room to prepare for practice?"
Kuno Tatsuka, his back bent and legs clasped together, uttered a silent, choked sob:
"Teacher Kitahara, I'm not feeling well. Can I go home and rest first?"
Seeing her like this, Yukawa Sakurako looked very distressed, her small hands repeatedly clutching the scarf in front of her chest.
Kitahara Hakuba would probably not be able to play with peace of mind if he saw her like this, and it might even affect the atmosphere in the music room.
"Okay, you go back first."
Kuno Tachibana gently bit her lower lip, somewhat unable to look at Kitahara Hakuma's face, and turned to leave.
"Kuno-senpai...::
"
Sakurako Yukawa quickly picked up the black instrument case from the ground, ran forward, and said...
"You forgot to bring your alternate account."
When Kuno Tatsuka met Yukawa Sakura's gaze, he tried to make a smile appear on his lips, but his nervousness made his lips look bitter, and the trembling sound of his heartbeat echoed incessantly in his eardrums.
Deep within, unfathomable, lies a sense of crisis that is feigned ignorance.
The fear of losing his place gradually blinded Kuno Tachibana, and he could only anxiously turn and leave.
Watching Kuno Tachibana leave, Yukawa Sakurako's throat became dry and sore.
"Teacher Kitahara, who should take on the role of Soli to be better for the club?"
She longed for an answer from Kitahara-sensei, but the man beside her remained silent, which made Yukawa Sakurako feel somewhat depressed.
For the club members, supporting Nagase-san doesn't mean they don't appreciate Kuno-san.
Supporting her to perform a solo doesn't mean we don't expect Kuno to receive attention.
At the same time, supporting Kuno-san does not mean opposing Kitahara-sensei's selection results.
Having different opinions doesn't necessarily mean being at odds.
After all, they had set a rule before the competition: "Everything is subject to the judgment of Teacher Kitahara."
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“This is called the ‘Kitahara-ism policy’,” Suzuki Yoshie said on the way back to the First Music Classroom.
Sayaka Akamatsu smiled faintly and said:
"Now that you mention it, the brass band really does feel like a dictatorship these days?"
Hama Watanabe said in a calm tone:
"But that's normal. Right now, everyone in the brass band is more loyal to Mr. Kitahara than ever before. I doubt anyone would object to what he says."
“That’s good. There are too many people in the brass band. What I fear most is the emergence of a collective will to support someone,” said Yu Shou, the band’s principal.
Sayaka Akamatsu and Yoshie Suzuki both nodded in deep agreement.
If the members develop a collective will to demand concessions from Kitahara Hakuba, even if that will is incorrect, it can only be right.
Rain Guardian looked at Akamatsu Sayaka with a serious expression and said in an almost warning tone:
"If that really happens, it means everyone has given up on this year's results, and I don't want to see that."
"As the vice minister, Akamatsu, you should pay close attention to this."
Akamatsu Sayaka gave an awkward laugh:
"Are you mistaking me for Saito-kun...?"
Yu Shou's ponytail swayed gently as she stared straight ahead at the first music classroom.
"We must steadfastly center our efforts around Mr. Kitahara."
"Although I think so too, it feels like you've gone a little wicked, Rain Guardian..." Suzuki Yoshie said with a smile.
"Do you really think anyone here can challenge the judgment of a professional like Mr. Kitahara?" The girl with the single ponytail raised her eyebrows, looking protective of her master.
"No, not that..."
For them, Kitahara Hakuba's guidance was like a spell cast on the Kamiya Brass Band.
Yu Shou withdrew his sharp gaze, but the voice that escaped from between his lips was firm and powerful: