Chapter 253 I Will Never Agree!
"stop."

"stop."

"stop!"

The operation was stopped three times in a row.

Fujii Itsuki looked at the position of the first violinist of the Tachibana Kita Wind Ensemble and said, "Matsumae-san, do you want to take a rest first?"

The other students also followed the teacher's gaze and looked at Matsumae Shinharu.

Everyone was puzzled as to why Matsumae Shinchun, who usually performed well, failed at the critical moment.

This is the third time it's out of tune.

"I'm sorry, sir, I want to try again."

"Ah."

Fujii Itsuki didn't say much, but just asked everyone to start again from the first paragraph of the first movement.

The music was played slowly and harmoniously at the beginning, but when it came to the second movement, Matsumae Shinharu's solo part.

Fujii Itsuki frowned.

"stop!"

Matsumae Shinharu blushed.

This is the fourth time it has been stopped.

Even Akai Muzi frowned. What's wrong with Xinchun today?

"Matsumae-san, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay." Matsumae Shinchun turned her head.

"Why do you seem to be out of shape today?"

"I'm fine!" Matsumae Shinchun pursed her lips, "I just didn't get enough rest yesterday. I just need to rest for a while."

"Well," Akai Muzi said without further ado, "then you can take a rest first, and the other students can continue."

Matsumae Shinchun stood up and walked outside the team, pulled a stool, and found a corner to sit down.

She placed the violin on her lap and kept her hand on the strings.

It's really difficult
How on earth are those people able to play out even the tiniest details?
That kind of turning point, that kind of chord. I clearly feel that my technique, strength, and effort are no less than the other person's, but I still can't achieve that master-like feeling.

How did Mr. Fujii develop to such an effortless level?
The same piece of music sounds completely different in my hands and in the teacher's hands.

Matsumae Shinchun felt a little annoyed and discouraged, and what was on her mind more was the look on Teacher Fujii's face as he shook his head after watching her performance last night.

How can we make this feeling come true?
She thought about it all morning.

During the afternoon practice, she was still sitting in the corner, thinking hard.

The second movement, Dream of Floating Clouds.
What is the dream of floating clouds?

This is a song adapted by the teacher.

According to the teacher, my solo is the finishing touch of this piece of music and is particularly important.

It is like a tranquil and illusory mood, just like white clouds floating slowly in the sky, bringing with it a distant and ethereal dream.

The melody of the movement is light and flowing, full of gentle ups and downs, and carrying uncertain and distant thoughts.

Quiet, ethereal, gentle, and distant.
Matsumae Shinharu closed his eyes and distilled these words in his mind.

She was wondering what this feeling was like to be described by these four words?
"Could it be that!"

My thoughts became deeper and deeper, and my emotions became heavier and heavier.

Until a shadow suddenly appeared in her mind. The impression directly impacted the girl's mind, and even her back couldn't help but tremble slightly. She thought of it, she thought of a shadow.
Quiet, ethereal, gentle, and distant.
Isn’t this the snowy day when my mother took me out when I was a child?
My mother held my hand and took me for a walk in the snow towards the shrine on the mountain.

The snowy scene was peaceful, surrounded by pine trees, the sound of the mountain bells was ethereal, the surrounding temperature was freezing, but my mother's hand was extremely warm. She held my hand and kept moving forward. Keep moving forward.
At that time, I didn't have to think about anything. I just needed to stay by my mother's side, holding her hand and occasionally looking up to see her heading towards the top of the mountain.

This feeling is hard to describe, but it really makes Songqian feel warm and joyful.

She kept this feeling in her heart, and while everyone was taking a break after practice, she set up her violin, picked up the bow, and started playing in the corner.

The dynamics of the movement gradually increase from soft pianissimo to mezzo forte, like floating clouds, sometimes thin and sometimes thick.

This delicate change in dynamics makes the music quite layered.

Suddenly, music started playing in the conference room, causing the students who were taking a break and chatting nearby to look over immediately.

Even Akai Muko and Fujii Itsuki at the top looked over.

Although everyone present had heard Matsumae Shinharu's solo performance many times, the same music at this time had an extra sense of wonder, as if they had heard it before, yet also as if they had not heard it before.

Although I knew that this was Matsumae Shinharu's solo in the second movement of "Blue Sky Waltz", it was subtly different.

But this feeling is indeed something I have never heard of before!

The experience was quite amazing.

Just as everyone was immersed in Matsumae Shinharu's performance, she put down the bow and looked at Fujii Itsuki:

"Teacher, I can do it now."

"Are you sure?" Fujii Itsuki put down the music score in his hand and asked back.

"Ah."

"Well, everyone, get ready. We'll play it again and try to get it right. Then we'll take a break and prepare for tomorrow's competition."

"Yes--!"

The Jubei Wind Ensemble responded collectively, stretching out and raising their voices.

Matsumae Shinchun sat in the position of principal violinist and took a deep breath. She felt many of her classmates' eyes were focused on her.

Come on!

She encouraged herself in this way.

Fujii Itsuki waved his baton and the music slowly began to play from the beginning.

The melody of the first movement flows like water, the orchestra is in unison, and every note falls on the exact rhythm point.

First came Jiuhuayue’s solo, with a brisk and bright rhythm.

While Matsumae Shinharu followed her tune, she was also quietly waiting for her own solo part.

At this time, the feeling in my heart has not disappeared, and the image of my mother holding my hand and walking in the snow still appears in my mind.

That peaceful, ethereal, gentle and distant feeling filled her thoughts.

As the music entered the second movement, Matsumae Shinharu gently raised the bow and her breathing slowed down.

She closed her eyes and immersed herself in the sound of the piano.

Light and transparent, soft and smooth, like clouds and mist.

As the movement progresses, the timbre gradually thickens, and the music seems like clouds gathering in the sky, sometimes bright and sometimes hazy.

Fujii Itsuki's eyes lit up.

Akai Muzi's eyes also lit up.

The other students who were quietly listening to her solo were also enlightened.

If they weren't required to keep quiet when others were playing, they would all want to discuss with the people around them how amazing Matsumae Shinharu's opening performance was!
At this moment, in everyone's eyes, she was not just playing notes, but telling a story about snow, about memories, and about longing.

In the classroom, everyone held their breath and listened carefully to her solo.

The strings seem to touch everyone's heart, and the music is like a gentle breeze caressing people's hearts, straight into the dream of floating clouds!

The last note ends softly like floating clouds dissipating in the sky, leaving a lingering aftertaste.
"it's beautiful!"

When the solo ended, Akai Muzi clapped her hands and even couldn't help shouting out loud.

The other students couldn't help but whisper to each other. Everyone knew that Matsumae Shinchun was playing the same piece as in the past practice, but they never expected that it could be played like this. So how did she play it?
How can one have such a meticulous feeling?

Everyone has deep doubts, but no one knows the answer.

But it is precisely because I don’t know that I am even more shocked.

Xinchun's appearance is just like the music she plays, so gentle, so friendly, and so desirable.
So, when Matsumae Shinharu put down her violin, all the students in the wind orchestra in the practice room couldn't help but applaud her.

Bang bang bang.
For a moment, there was applause.

"."

Matsumae Shinharu put down her violin and bowed to everyone in the practice room to express her gratitude.

It was the first time for her to feel such a sense of almost lucid pleasure while playing, and she immediately turned her gaze to the person at the top.

And at this moment someone was smiling and applauding her solo just now.

His lips moved slightly, and Matsumae Shinchun could tell from lip reading that the teacher was saying: Passed.

Matsumae Shinchun raised her chin slightly, feeling proud for the first time.

On the last night of the competition, Fujii Itsuki let everyone finish the class early and also treated everyone to a delicious meal.

As a teacher, I can’t help but remind students at the banquet not to eat too much today and to work harder tomorrow.

Everyone responded in unison: "OK~~"

After the fight, Fujii Itsuki felt that the enthusiasm of his students in the wind orchestra continued to rise.

Everyone was united and there were no more differences as at the beginning.

Fujii Itsuki was lying in the bedroom chatting with Matsumae Shinharu on the phone.

“It was a good afternoon.”

[Teacher, how long did you practice to achieve this result?]
"You mean you practiced this specifically?"

[Um. ]
“Never practiced.”

Matsumae Shinchun held her phone, her face illuminated by the screen, facing the words sent by Fujii Itsuki, and she felt a little envious, "I am not as talented as my teacher. I started practicing the year before my mother passed away. It has been almost 10 years."
"What did Xinchun think of the violin in the past?"

[The violin. I started playing the violin because of my mother. More importantly, it is a longing for my mother. I hope to be like her and play the songs that my mother likes.]
"It's the same for me," Fujii Itsuki typed back, "but I feel more grateful, and every time I play, I try to look for past experiences and think about whether I have any stories that fit the style of the song, and naturally substitute them into it.

"Xinchun, you performed very well today. Just keep up the momentum. Sooner or later, you will become famous."

[Like a teacher?]
"Me? I'm just an unknown person."

[The teacher is being modest.]
Matsumae Shinchun smiled and put her phone to her side, supporting herself with her hands on both sides, stretching her legs under her pleated skirt on the bed, then hugging them again and burying her head in them. Her mind was now filled with the teacher's praise for her.

Very good, very good, passed
This feeling is really wonderful.

I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight.

On the other end of the phone, Fujii Itsuki was about to turn off the phone screen when he suddenly noticed that Jiuhuayue was staring at him.

This gave him a fright.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Jiu Huayue half lowered her eyes.

"Anxious? Are you?"

"Yes!"

Jiu Huayue had just taken a shower in the bathroom in his room. She was wet all over, her skin was white and pink, and she was still steaming.

I don’t know if she is just careless or what, doing this in a hotel or in a place with only two people.

Jiu Huayue let herself go. She was too lazy to put on her clothes after taking a shower and just walked out to get her clothes.

Fujii Itsuki said it many times, but she just ignored him.

".I said, after you take a shower, put on your clothes before coming out, okay?"

"Why do you have to do this? It's not cold, it's such a hassle."

"You look good naked like this, don't you?"

"Doesn't it look good?" the girl asked.

"."

"Let me see." Jiuhuayue put one hand on her waist and hooked the other hand towards Fujii Itsuki who was lying on the bed.

"What?" Fujii Itsuki always felt that Jiuhua looked awkward at this moment. He still couldn't get used to her being without clothes.

"cell phone!"

"Why give it to you?"

Jiu Huayue immediately puffed up her face, "You bastard! Just now when I was taking a shower, you were chatting with someone on your phone, right!"

"And Xinchun."

“And then he laughed!”

"When you encounter something happy, you must smile."

"What are you talking about?"

"Just about today's practice."

"I can't believe you were so happy chatting and smiling so many times. I've been watching you for a long time."

“That’s really what we’re talking about.”

"Then give me the phone."

Fujii Itsuki honestly gave her the phone.

Jiuhuayue grabbed the chat history between him and Matsumae Xinchun and flipped through it, but there was really nothing.

".Okay. I'll give it back to you." The girl looked reluctant.

"Jealous?"

"Who is jealous? You? I'm not jealous."

Fujii Itsuki stared at Jiuhuayue's averted face.

He couldn't help laughing, then he pulled Jiuhuayue to his side, covered her with a bath towel, and coaxed her with kind words.

"Tell me? What happened today?"

".Don't use the word 'again'. It makes it seem like I'm being unreasonable."

Fujii Itsuki thought for a moment, "Because of Kokoharu's solo today?"

Jiu Huayue immediately looked at him and frowned: "You must have given her special training, right?"

"Well, I told her some little tricks."

"Why are you so partial to her?"

"I can teach you, but you're a trumpet player, which is different from Xinchun's violin. Her special training method won't be of much use to you."

"."

Jiuhuayue lowered her head in his arms.

This feeling is hard to describe, but I care about it very much.

She was clearly told to be generous this time and just pretend that she didn't see it, but once Matsumae Shinchun was a little better and more outstanding than her, she felt that her position had been completely taken away.

I don't want to blame him, but I can't help but blame him.

Well, when it comes down to it, he is still worried about Xinchun’s problem!
Jiu Huayue was unhappy. She hugged him for a while, kissed him on the mouth, and then pushed him down on the big bed and kissed him hard.

As they kissed, she remembered something.

".You have also taken the initiative to kiss Xinchun, right?"

"Um"

"Tell the truth!"

"Kissed."

Jiuhuayue frowned, "It feels great, right?"

"truth?"

"I never listen to lies!"

"Great. I basically learned the kissing technique from Xinchun. When I kiss her, she tells me where I should kiss, where I shouldn't kiss, and how to use my tongue."

"You——" Jiu Huayue was ashamed and angry, so she clenched her fist and hit him.

"You asked me to say it."

"Who asked you to explain it in such detail?"

"Then I'll shut up."

Fujii Itsuki really shut up after that.

But Xiao Jiuhua was still not satisfied. She turned away with a red face and angrily asked, "And then what?"

"You didn't ask me to explain it in detail."

"I know myself and my enemy!"

Since Xiao Jiuhua said so, just listen to her. Fujii Itsuki told her everything about the kiss with Xinchun.

Including feelings, psychological activities, the other person's feelings and reactions.
Anyway, I've said everything that can be said.

There is also the process of Xinchun teaching him how to kiss.

Jiuhuayue felt awkward, not wanting to listen, but also very curious.
Of course, there is more jealousy and dissatisfaction in my heart.
"Then I'll try it on you according to what Xinchun taught me?"

"Humph."

Although she hummed, she was hesitant for a while before finally agreeing.

According to Xiao Jiuhua, this is the result of her taking away Xinchun! She should be happy!
Alas, it took a while before she was satisfied.

Because there is a competition tomorrow, Fujii Itsuki plans to go to bed early and ask Jiuhuayue to go back.

"not going back!"

"So you'll stay here?"

"What do you mean by staying overnight? Don't you know why I came here on purpose?"

"."

Fujii Itsuki choked for a moment and tried to say, "There's a game tomorrow, why don't you go to bed early so as not to affect your performance tomorrow."

"It's because I had so much fun tonight! I can perform better tomorrow!"

"."

In fact, every time this happened, Fujii Itsuki felt that Xiao Jiuhua had become a well-behaved and sensible little kitten.

He looked down at the girl's face pressed against the white mattress, her face flushed and her eyes slightly closed.
"Little Moon."

"Hmm~"

"Now you know the relationship between me and Xinchun."

"I know~~"

"As for me, I actually promised Xinchun something. I think you need to know about it."

"Speak~"

"After tomorrow's game, I'll agree to be with Xinchun—"

"Hmm~"

Jiuhuayue still agreed to this, and no one knew whether she was too hot-headed to react or simply didn't care.

"My idea is to bring you along so I can teach her something."

"Hmm~"

"agreed?"

"Hmm~"

Jiu Huayue agreed subconsciously, and it took her a few seconds to realize what he meant.

The girl's expression immediately changed, she pulled out and turned over, directly becoming angry, making a big "x" on her chest.

"I absolutely would not agree!"

(End of this chapter)