my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 106 106. Cohabitation (1)

After leisurely spending the second day of the Bonbon holiday, the performance department ushered in a three-day and two-night camping camp.

The meeting was scheduled at seven o'clock in the morning, which was more than enough time for Watanabe Che who was running in the streets and alleys of the Yotsuya residential area at six o'clock every day.

In addition to a change of clothes, he also brought a few books to pass the time.

In the excitement of everyone, the school bus left the urban area, drove on the highway for an hour, and arrived at the dormitory.

Watanabe Che twisted his neck, looked up, and saw that most of the people in the bus with the curtains closed and the air conditioner turned on were sleeping.

I don't know if it's because I played too much during the two-day holiday, or because I got up too early in the morning.

When Koizumi Qingnai opened his mouth to wake everyone up, he got out of the car first.

As soon as he got out of the car door, Che Watanabe could smell the strong smell of green grass.

This is a place similar to a resort, the house is also a wooden building, surrounded by green forests.

Koizumi Qingnai, who woke everyone up, also got out of the car first, looked at him stretching and said, "It's very comfortable."

"Well. It feels like returning to my hometown. The air in Tokyo is terrible." Watanabe Che took a deep breath.

"Have you started to pay attention to the quality of the air at this age?" Koizumi Qingnai said with a smile, "When the director came to Tokyo, he only thought of 'It's so prosperous! I want to stay here for the rest of my life!'"

"When did the supervisor come to Tokyo?" Kiyono Rin asked after getting out of the car.

"Institutions of higher learning. The supervision results are not good, so I can only go to private schools in the town."

"But I heard from Teacher Miyazaki Miyuki that Koizumi supervised you to study very well, and you were admitted to the Waseda Institute of Higher Education."

"Really, Miyuki, why did I tell you everything." Koizumi Qingnai sighed helplessly, "It started from a private school, and the supervisor started to study seriously, which shocked everyone around."

After finishing speaking, she said to the members of the playing department who had already stepped down: "If the supervisor starts to work hard, he will be admitted to Waseda from a private school with an average deviation of 53. Therefore, even if everyone has a poor foundation and a late start, as long as they work hard, they will definitely be able to get admission. To the national gold award! Teacher believes in you!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

"We will work hard!"

"We must win the National Gold Award!"

"En!" Koizumi Qingnai nodded encouragingly, "Then, hurry up and start moving things!"

"Yes!"

Everyone put the salutes in their dormitories first, and then unloaded the musical instruments from the truck.

It wasn't until 09:30 that everything settled down, and everyone gathered in the concert hall.

"Before lunch, practice the prescribed and optional songs ten times." Kiyono Rin announced.

"Ah!" Everyone below wailed.

As the accompanying supervisor, Koizumi Qingnai sat in a corner of the concert hall and encouraged: "Everyone, come on! The supervisor will also accompany you!"

"These ten times must reach the level I approve. I know that you have rested for two days, and your hands feel a little rusty, but it has nothing to do with me." After finishing speaking, Kiyono Rin looked at Watanabe Che, "Let's start."

Watanabe Che breathed into the reed and blew a long note.

The others hurriedly picked up the instrument and tuned it along with the oboe.

""March to Endless Dreams", the first movement."

Kiyono Rin raised his baton, and everyone inhaled at the same time. The next moment, the gorgeous sound of the instrument resounded throughout the concert hall.

Amidst the sounds of "Start Again.", "No.", "Don't eat today.", until three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone managed to finish playing ten times.

At this time, everyone was overloaded, and even Kiyono Rin's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Finally back to the level before the holiday." She raised her snow-white wrist, looked at the dial and said, "Meal time is from three o'clock to 03:30, and the bath time is also three and ten minutes. Evening training is from four o'clock to eleven o'clock .Disband."

Regardless of the more difficult training arrangements in the evening, everyone slumped on their seats, but was immediately controlled by their appetite, got up and walked towards the cafeteria.

"Kyono-san is so strict, it's the first time I've seen this side of her." Koizumi Qingnai, who was already hungry, said softly to Watanabe Che.

"It's more than that. Director Koizumi, if you were not the supervisor, I guarantee that you would be scolded just sitting there. 'You can't straighten your back, stop being a human', 'Put your feet together, are you a boy'"

Koizumi Qingnai was amused by Watanabe Che's lame imitation, and let out a girlish laugh.

"What are you talking about?" Kiyono Rin walked to the two of them at some point.

"I'm talking about how much it will cost for such a good training facility and accommodation conditions."

"How did I hear someone talking about me?"

"Nothing." Watanabe Che didn't even bat an eye.

Seeing that Rin Qingye didn't intend to let Bian Che go, Koizumi Qingnai hurriedly said: "Student Qingye, you are responsible for this camp. How much did you spend? The supervisor is also curious."

Rin Kiyono first stared at Che Watanabe, who was full of nonsense, and said softly to Koizumi Qingnai: "The school pays a part of the money, and then adds the section fees for the performance department and the human observation department. The fee is just right."

"Eh? Wait." Watanabe was a little concerned about some of the words, "The Human Observation Department still has a department fee? What about my share?"

"Your memory is only 1M, no, 1k? I just said, use it."

"Kyono-san, have you notified the staff before using it?"

"Now you know."

"Supervisor, I will report Kiyono Rin with my real name and strongly demand that the minister be re-elected!"

"Well, what should we do?" Koizumi Qingnai wondered, "Our school advocates self-government for student clubs. Watanabe, you can discuss with Kiyono-san who will be the minister."

"Discussion?" Watanabe Che looked at Kiyono Rin.

"Real-name system reporting?" Kiyono Rin sneered: "It seems that I also want to report someone's glorious deeds to Yuuki Miki, real-name system."

"Minister Qingye, I am the deputy department you single-handedly selected! There is no one who supports your leadership more firmly than me! In the future, I will continue to hold high your great banner and implement all the development routes you have formulated!"

"is it?"

"Of course! I will firmly uphold all the decisions made by Minister Qingye; I will unswervingly follow all the instructions of Minister Qingye. All actions are subject to the command of Minister Qingye!"

Kiyono Rin sighed and said, "I finally know why you can get along with Yuki."

Koizumi Qingnai watched happily from the side, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go to eat quickly."

The three walked towards the restaurant.

"Forget about the minister, when will the department fee be reissued? By the way, I am not only a member of the Human Observation Department, but also a member of the Performance Department, remember to give me two"

"Watanabe-san, as a boy, you are really too wordy."

"Supervisor, look at her!"

"Well, you two have a great relationship."

"It's nothing, it's worse, it's simply a class conflict." Watanabe Che denied.

Kiyono Rin remained silent, as if he didn't want to speak anymore.

On the table in the restaurant, there are plates of meals displayed on it. Each person can choose three dishes they like, plus a serving of rice and miso soup.

Watanabe ate hamburger steak, tonkatsu and salad.

Kiyono Rin and Koizumi Qingnai thanked him for his set meal, and they both chose food that was just enough to fill them up without a lot of calories.

The rest time passed quickly, and the evening practice began under the strict guidance of Kiyono Rin.

One imperfection after another is pointed out.

Missing intervals, irregular beats, the volume ratio of instruments to instruments, the timing of raising the volume, the method of blowing the melody, the method of adjusting the timbre...

Once there is a problem, dozens of exercises will be ushered in immediately.

Kiyono Rin has no other special skills in directing the performance department, relying on: her pair of ears that can always hear Watanabe Che say bad things about her, and repeated practice.

The ensemble that repeats the same bar is boring and boring, but in the process, it can be found that the stability of the piece is improving.

The people in the performance department were already exhausted, but relying on their longing for the national competition and the songs that were indeed getting smoother, they persisted in monotonous practice without the slightest complaint.

After finishing the evening ensemble, it was past eleven o'clock when we returned to the room.

After a tiring day, the boys who had been discussing playing cards, fighting monsters online, and chatting with girls during their break time fell asleep as soon as they touched the quilts that had been laid.

Watanabe took his wallet and walked out of the room.

The amount of exercise during the day is not worth mentioning to him, and eleven o'clock is not his bedtime.

The corridor was dim, and there was no sound around. Following the green light of the emergency exit, Che Watanabe walked towards the vending machine.

I ate mapo tofu at night and practiced all the time, and my throat was very thirsty.

The vending machine sitting in the corner was lit with cheap white light, and there were a few moths around it.

I don't really want to drink flavored drinks at night, so I bought a bottle of purified water.

While gurgling water, he walked towards the dark music hall.

Turn on the lights in the concert hall, and you can see that most of the seats are equipped with musical instruments, and large instruments such as the euphonium stand on the ground.

Under the light, the musical instrument reflects the dazzling light.

Watanabe Che sat down in his seat, put the plastic bottle at his feet, picked up the oboe, tuned it, and began to play.

The melody, like a church gospel singer, lingers in an empty concert hall.

He doesn't like musical instruments, and he's not interested in national competitions. He just wants to see if he can raise his oboe to <beyond level> before the national competition ends.

Because, after the competition, he will probably never touch the oboe again for the rest of his life.

After blowing a section, Che Watanabe began to think about how to play better than before.

He has such a talent that one can keep going.Finally, the oboe in his hands can produce a wonderful sound that has never been seen before or since.

Watanabe Che picked up the plastic bottle, while drinking water, while thinking about playing skills, emotional expressiveness, emotions, etc. in his brain.

Ideas for improvement are constantly emerging.

Just as he put down the water bottle, put the reed in his mouth again, and was about to blow it again, footsteps came from outside the concert hall.

"Is there anyone else at this time?"

"Student Yuzao, there is no shortage of hardworking people in this world."

The two pushed the door open and entered.

"Watanabe?"

Compared with Yuzao Haomei's surprise, Kiyono Rin didn't have any surprise expression, she nodded: "Good evening."

"Good evening." Watanabe Che glanced at the two beautiful girls in cool clothes.

Kiyono Rin is wearing a long-sleeved hooded top, and her lower body is the school's summer sports shorts;
Yuzao Haomei is much more beautifully dressed, with short sleeves and hot pants, which are so hot that even the air is a little hot.

"What are you doing here so late?" he asked.

"Student Yuzao wants to practice for a while, please help me, I just can't sleep in a strange environment, so..."

"Wait a minute, don't say it!" Tamamo Komi interrupted Kiyono Rin shamelessly.

"Huh?" Kiyono Rin looked at her suspiciously.

Tamamo said in a low voice: "Because, after the training is over, if a person continues to practice in the middle of the night, won't he be called prudish? It's too shameful."

Watanabe Che: "."

He is serious.

"...It's actually the truth." Kiyono Rin seemed to be shocked, and it took a while to speak.

She pressed her temples as if she couldn't bear it: "I really don't understand what you are thinking. I still want to use you as an example tomorrow to encourage everyone to practice hard."

"Ah! No, no, no! You will be laughed at!"

The way Tamamo was waving her hands again and again made Che Watanabe think of himself who was forced to sing when he went out with Osamu Kuni and the others.

Not all people with tone deafness can sing with the mentality of killing one thousand enemies and harming themselves eight hundred!

Even if it's all friends!
"You can use me as an example." Watanabe Che said.

Kiyono Rin glanced at him: "Even if they want to train, they won't be happy to stay alone in the concert hall with you at night."

"That's not necessarily true."

At least Mai-senpai will not dislike him!
Kiyono Rin didn't intend to waste the precious time at night, ignored Che Watanabe, and said to Tamamo Komi: "Okay, I won't say it, let's start practicing quickly."

"It's done." Yuzao Haomei walked towards her seat, and when she passed by Bian Che, she gave him a look of "if you dare to say it, you will die".

Watanabe Che glanced at her breasts, which should not be wearing underwear, and nodded sincerely.

Tamamo let out a soft snort of satisfaction.

Watanabe Che put the reed in his mouth, and while blowing the oboe with his current state of mind, he looked at Kiyono Rin from the corner of his eye.

The two girls who hang out late at night, completely unaware that the boy is judging them out of instinct, are earnestly teaching and practicing.

"Student Yuzao, your performance is good, but there are still some details that need to be paid attention to when emotions can be expressed. For example, here, you have to imagine yourself lost in a dream with nothing."

"Uh-huh."

"Here, when you walk out of the dream, your melody should be happy. Just playing it according to the score is not enough, try to practice it."

Tamamo Haomi practiced until [-]:[-], and yawned uncontrollably.

Kiyono Rin asked her to go back to rest early to avoid affecting tomorrow's practice.

"Thank you, Kiyono-san."

"fine."

"Then, good night~"

"Ah."

After Tamamo left, Rin Kiyono glanced at Che Watanabe who was still practicing.

"When are you going to leave?"

"You go first. I will turn off the light."

Kiyono Rin nodded, but did not leave. Instead, he came to the trumpet group and picked up a silver-plated trumpet from the seat.

Watanabe took a look: "Speaking of which, you said that you play the trumpet, right?"

"Ah."

"How's the level?"

Kiyono Rin looked at the trumpet, and replied without turning his head: "I can get started very quickly in everything, plus I have practiced since I was a child, so I have no problem entering a professional brass band."

"So powerful? Can it attract pigeons?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Can't it be done? It seems that Baloo is the best."

"Balu?" Kiyono Rin frowned slightly, "I've never heard of a trumpet player with that name."

"The male protagonist of "Laputa in the Sky", he used a trumpet to attract pigeons."

Kiyono Rin looked at Che Watanabe, who had a face of course, showing a cold and terrifying expression like a polar bear: "No more nonsense, I will tell everyone about you forcibly lifting my waist."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I have a problem with my attitude. I shouldn't make such a joke with you."

"Hum." Kiyono Rin turned and walked out of the concert hall.

Watanabe decided to practice oboe with the goal of attracting pigeons.

One day sooner or later, he will play the oboe in the overhead corridor of the school to attract the pigeons from the Suga Shrine, so that Kiyono Rin is dumbfounded and knows that he is not talking nonsense.

"Come on, baby."

After saying something to the oboe in his hand, Che Watanabe continued to practice.

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