Chapter 275 Maybe there is hope?

At 7:03 in the evening of the next day, the evening breeze became increasingly cold, and the streets outside the school seemed to be under curfew, with almost no one in sight.

dong dong.

Matsumae Shinchun, who was sitting in the music classroom, looked in the direction of the sound and saw Akai Muko standing at the door. She sighed as she did so.

"You are still in school."

Matsumae Shinchun smiled and nodded in agreement, then stood up, saluted Akai Muko who came in, and said good evening.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Akai Muzi asked.

"In fact, it's just that Teacher Muzi is concerned. If the teacher really doesn't want to guide Xinchun, why would he come to the classroom to check it out at this time?"

Akai Muzi put one hand on her waist and immediately explained: "I'm worried that if you really go home at this time again, what if you encounter any trouble on the way? It's already this late, why didn't Ashu ask you?"

Matsumae Xinchun gently closed her eyes, with a calm expression, "In fact, Teacher Fujii called me a long time ago, but I told her that I was with Teacher Muzi, so she didn't ask any more questions."

"You kid."

Akai Muzi was a little confused at this time.

She kept looking at the girl's face.

Judging from Xinchun's behavior over the past two days, she felt like the girl was approaching her on purpose.

What is there about me that interests her?

Or was she deliberately sent by that guy Ah Shu to show some concern for him? It was inconvenient for him to show up, so he called the little girl Xinchun over.

Akai Muzi put these thoughts aside, walked up to the girl and glanced at the music segment she was still practicing.

Sure enough, it was still the same place as yesterday.

"Still no progress after practice this afternoon?"

"Yes, no student can perform this clarinet solo yet."

".That's right, they are still practicing the first movement."

Akai Muzi pondered the music the girl was practicing once or twice, then stood up, walked to the box where musical instrument boxes were stored in the classroom, and found a rectangular black box.

She bent down and pulled out the black box.

When she opened the lock, picked up the clarinet, and saw this extremely familiar instrument, Akai Muko fell silent.

".I'm sorry, it must be a heavy feeling for you to pick up this instrument again, right?"

At this moment, the slightly apologetic voice of a young girl came from behind.

Akai Muzi smiled and checked the reed of the clarinet. "Didn't you ask me to practice with you? Why are you apologizing to me now? If you feel sorry, you shouldn't have asked me to practice with you in the first place. Just treat it as a way to relieve my boredom. I just drink every day when I go home."

As she spoke further, her voice became quieter and quieter, but Matsumae Shinchun was very attentive and listened attentively.

"I want to listen to Teacher Muzi's performance."

"Me? What's so good about my performance? I'm just a loser."

Akai Muzi had a calm expression, tried to put the clarinet back to her lips, and tried to play a short melody. The sound was clear and warm, and the familiar feeling brought her thoughts back to the past - back to the music school in the United States, the stage that was once full of hope but disappointment.

No.

Akai Muzi then rejected her own idea.

Because the tone produced by this blowing is worse than before.

“It sounds good.”

Matsumae Shinchun suddenly said this from behind.

Akai Muzi turned her head and looked quietly at the girl in front of her, only to see her gaze returning to her. These eyes were so beautiful.

As she thought this in her heart, she couldn't help but feel complicated emotions.

She knew that Xinchun meant what she said, but was there another intention behind it?
She couldn't quite confirm it.

Akai Muko immediately calmed down, asked Matsumae Shinharu to sit down first, and the two studied the music score together.

The third movement's clarinet solo opens with a low and soft tone. The melody line is very singable and has a strong romantic feeling.

The rhythm is slow, conveying the emotions that represent the labels of "secret" and "profound".

Akai Muzi glanced at the music score, frowned slightly, then closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and lightly placed her fingers on the keys of the clarinet.

She closed her eyes and tried to play the opening section. At first, she was worried that she had not touched the instrument for too long and her fingers and lips might have lost their sense of touch. But unexpectedly, the familiar melody seemed to be engraved in her body. After a brief hesitation, the music flowed out smoothly.

The notes gradually came alive between her fingertips and lips. Her playing became increasingly emotional. The melody was low and gentle, with a hint of nostalgia and unwillingness.

Akai Muzi even wanted to smile to herself.

The solo in the third movement of Piano II is so fitting for my current mood that it sounds like it was made naturally.

Matsumae Shinchun listened quietly, his eyes gradually changing from initial indifference to surprise.

"Teacher Muzi is so amazing." Matsumae Shinchun couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, from the bottom of her heart.

Akai Muzi did not respond, but continued to play, she began to immerse herself in her own world. Her fingering was still skillful, and her tone was full and powerful, as if she had never put down the instrument.

When the music stopped, the only sounds in the room were the two people's breathing.

Akai Muzi looked at the instrument in her hands in silence.

Matsumae Shinchun was simply amazed.

Although she couldn't tell what level this was, it was definitely better than hers.

If I were to describe it in terms of feeling, it would be like Mr. Fujii playing seriously in front of her.

".Teacher Muzi? Just now."

Akai Muzi smiled, "It's really strange. What do you think, Xinchun?"

"Very good. I just don't know how good it is."

Akai Muzi stared at the instrument in her hand - the clarinet.

After more than a year, when I picked it up again, I found that I had not forgotten anything.

Breath, fingering, tongue, timbre and pitch.

She was able to play so smoothly again with ease, as if the past year had never existed.

And what was that feeling of playing naturally along with the music score just now?
She was so resistant to the clarinet and almost wanted to stay away from it, but why did she feel so comfortable and familiar with it at this moment?
Akai Muzi had no idea, but she didn't want to delve into these old things.

Instead of dwelling on those unsolvable problems, it is better to help Matsumae Shinchun right now.

The national competition is not only the goal of these little girls, but also the wish that Ashu wants to achieve.

Akai Muzi breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes turned and refocused on the music score, then she put away her complicated emotions and nodded to Matsumae Shinharu: "Okay, Shinharu, come and try to play along with me."

"Um"

The two practiced together in the music classroom until ten o'clock.

The atmosphere was quite harmonious. If Fujii Itsuki hadn't called to ask why Xinchun hadn't returned home yet, the two would probably have practiced until the early morning.

There is definitely progress, and Akai Muzi couldn't help but sigh at the talent of Matsumae Shinchun. "That."

"Hey! Don't refuse. It's too late. I'll call a car to take you back."

".Okay, thank you Teacher Muzi for the expense."

After getting in a taxi, Akai Muzi escorted Matsumae Shinchun all the way to the door of Kuka's house.

She stood outside the gate and looked at the light coming from the living room of Jiuhuayue's house. The light was orange and looked very warm, and she didn't know how much warmer it was than the cold night wind outside.

"Teacher, why don't you come in and sit down? It just so happens that the teacher has saved dinner for me."

Akai Muzi shook her head and refused: "No, there are some leftovers at home."

"That. Teacher Muzi!" Matsumae Xinchun called her.

"how?"

"It's nothing important. I just think that Teacher Muzi's performance is amazing. The music professor who chose to eliminate you may have made a mistake."

Upon hearing this, Akai Muzi put one hand on his waist and chuckled:
"He wasn't wrong. Ella is just better than me. To be honest, the performance I tried tonight was a little unexpected for me."

“Better than before?”

"That's probably what I mean." Akai Muzi saw from Matsumae Shinharu's expression that she wanted to say something else, "What else does Shinharu want to say?"

Matsumae Xinchun immediately bent down, "Xinchun just thinks that since Teacher Muzi feels that the current skills are better than the previous playing skills, maybe Teacher Muzi has also improved compared to the past. Teacher Muzi is no longer the previous Teacher Muzi."

After Matsumae Shinchun finished speaking, he nodded to her again, then turned around and went back home.

Akai Muzi wanted to stop her and ask her what she meant, but Matsumae Shinchun had already walked into the house.

Teacher Muzi is no longer the same Teacher Muzi as before.?

This sentence.
Akai Muzi felt something strange in her heart. She shook her head and started to rush towards home.

When I got home, my mother was already asleep.

She put a note on the table - [The food is all in the refrigerator, just heat it up in the microwave. ]

Simple, yet it reveals care.

Akai Muzi heated up the food in the microwave, sat alone at the small round table, and began to eat in silence.

After finishing her meal, Akai Muzi washed the dishes and went into the bathroom, feeling the tiredness of the day gradually coming over her.

The warm light in the bathroom made her feel relaxed, and water vapor gently filled the air.

She reached up and unbuttoned her coat, one by one, until it slid gently off and fell into a heap on the floor.

She then unbuttoned her shirt, feeling the weight lift off her shoulders with each button she unbuttoned.

She gently pulled the shirt open, and Akai looked down, running her fingers over the smooth fabric, before folding the shirt and putting it aside. She then unzipped the skirt at the waist, letting it slide down her legs to the ground, revealing her slender ankles.

She stripped down to her underwear, slowly and methodically, and tied her hair up last.

When she walked into the shower room, she was in a trance and saw the mirror in front of the sink.

The reflection in the mirror was exactly herself.

Akai Muzi looked at herself in the mirror without any clothes on.

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Magic mirror, magic mirror. She remembered that she used to like talking to the mirror like this.

Are you beautiful?
Will I be liked by others?
Although it sounds a bit old-fashioned, when she was a girl, she also dreamed in her heart that one day a prince charming would take her away.

The Prince Charming does not care about his background, whether he has the same appearance as Snow White, or whether he has talent. He just believes in himself, leads himself, and takes himself out to see the vastness of the world.

The bathroom was already filled with hot steam, and Akai Muzi walked closer to the mirror.

She looked carefully at herself in the full-length mirror, wearing only her underwear, and in a trance, it was as if she was looking at someone else.

The slender collarbone, the exquisite waist unique to women, the smooth and slender lines of the calves, and the raised outline of the chest, vaguely reveal the softness and fullness unique to women.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of what Xinchun said to her when he turned and left.

[Teacher Muzi is no longer the same Teacher Muzi as before]
What does Xinchun mean by saying this specifically?
Walking into the bathroom, letting the warm water slide down her body, Akai Muzi closed her eyes, letting the water surround her, and felt a moment of peace.

She exhaled gently, trying to put aside the messy thoughts in her mind and find a bit of inner peace in this moment of silence.

But what Xinchun said just now made her feel conflicted.

She began to recall carefully.

The premise of Xinchun's saying this is that she must have played the flute better in the past.

This represents change, and it's a change for the better.

Teacher Muzi is no longer the same Teacher Muzi
Considering what Xinchun said in the preface, is Xinchun hinting to herself that her current self has improved a lot compared to her past self?
Now that you have made progress, there is no need to dwell on the past. Instead, you should focus on the present.

Xinchun makes me focus on the present?!

Xinchun knows very well that she likes Ashu.

And in this situation, she still makes herself focus on the present.

Akai Muzi didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Isn't this her invitation?
Akai Muzi quickly rejected this idea.

You're thinking too much, Muzi!
How could Xinchun think like this?

You must have drunk too much these days and developed paranoia!
She is just complimenting you and comforting you, it's that simple!

Akai Muzi quickly finished her shower, wiped her body and went to bed. She pulled the quilt and closed her eyes.

No, I can’t sleep.

The reason is still what Xinchun said.

Is this a hint?

Before Xinchun turned around, it was obvious that she said that to him on purpose. And she had been very close to him these two days.

Akai Muzi closed her eyes and her thoughts became deeper and deeper.

She chose to go to Shikoku Island because she didn't want to disturb Ashu's life.

But what if Xinchun and the others accept me?
Under this premise, did Ashu also accept himself?

When you think about it this way, it seems like there's nothing wrong with staying here, right?

It would be better if this idea didn't come up.

As soon as it popped up, Akai Muzi felt she couldn't stop thinking about it.

And for some reason, she suddenly thought of Matsumae Shinchun's smile.

Maybe there's a play?

Such a thought popped up in Akai Muzi's mind, and she tossed and turned in sleep.

(End of this chapter)