my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 135 135. Kyoto!Kyoto! (over)

Because Sae-san resisted so fiercely, Watanabe Che had no choice but to pretend to go to the toilet and leave the backstage full of misunderstandings.

Kiyono Rin followed for some reason.

But it doesn't matter, it's not the first time the two have gone to the bathroom together.

"Kyono-san, because of you, Tokyo has lost its face in Kyoto."

"I think Iwate Prefecture lost face, what do you think, Watanabe-san?"

"Island countries are one family, so why divide Iwate and Tokyo."

Kiyono Rin originally had no hope for the matter of 'Che Watanabe will reflect', she said: "This is a rare opportunity, you can stand up for the solo later."

"Yes, yes, why?"

"I have already lost in terms of character, and I have to win it back elsewhere."

"I see." Watanabe Che nodded, "Look at me, definitely make them kneel."

"What if not? You ran back to Tokyo?"

"Hey, Kiyono-san, something is wrong with you today, why are you more venomous than usual? I like you even more."

"If you like to be scolded, I can satisfy you with as many words as you want."

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Seeing Watanabe Che who was speechless, Kiyono Rin showed a happy smile, and suddenly frowned again: "Your sleeve."

"Sleeves?" Watanabe Che raised his hand and looked at his sleeves: "What's wrong?"

".Don't you feel messed up?"

"It's okay." After moving the instrument just now, Watanabe Che put down his cuffs casually. It looked less tidy than before, but it wasn't messy either.

Kiyono Rin rested his hand on his forehead and sighed helplessly.

She directly reached out and grabbed Watanabe Che's right hand, and carefully arranged the cuff as it was before carrying the instrument, no, it was better.

Watching Rin Kiyono slowly flipping his sleeves, Che Watanabe suddenly felt a warm current flow in his heart.

"Well, thank you." He said somewhat awkwardly.

"Left hand." Kiyono Rin didn't understand the boy's moved heart at all.

After finishing both sleeves, she nodded and said with a satisfied smile, "It's finally comfortable to look at."

After expressing her thoughts, she turned around and walked into the women's toilet a little faster than usual.

Did you really come to the toilet?

Watanabe Che, who stayed where he was, didn't feel anything, but they all came, so he had to drop by one.

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"It's annoying! It's annoying! It's annoying!"

"What's the matter with that person! It's inexplicable, and his personality is too bad!"

"The guy who is worse than garbage! Ah! I'm so mad! I'm so annoying!"

Looking at Sae who was stomping and roaring, because the volume was too loud, Sanqianzi smiled wryly and bowed to the stunned others in Yunbei to apologize.

Chiba Rei and Kimura Asaka, who had never seen Sae like this, were also startled and kept blinking.

After cursing for a while, Sae let out a big breath, then grabbed Sanqianzi's hand and pressed it to her chest.

"Three thousand sons!"

"Huh? Well, I'm here!"

"Must make that guy look good!"

"Yeah! But... how to make him look good? You can't beat him up, can you?"

"What are you thinking? Destroy him at the show, of course!"

"Okay!" Sanqianzi nodded vigorously.

"Xiao Lian is also here to help!" Qianye Lian clenched her fists and raised her heels involuntarily, "I never thought that person would be so nasty!"

"Me too!" Kimura Asaka shouted without much confidence.

"Thank you." Sae said with a smile, "Let's make him look good together!"

"However, Sae-san is really big."

"Sanqianzi!" Sae exerted force on her hand, and the five fingers of the hand that Sanqianzi was holding overlapped.

"It hurts! It hurts! Sae—it hurts so much!"

Yunbei played second, behind Liqiu.

All 81 members of the performance department came on stage, and the square stage could not hold so many people. After the trumpet and trombone members lined up on it, there was no room for them.

Sanqianzi was holding a musical instrument, standing under the stage, and couldn't help but search the audience.

There were many people, but she quickly found Che Watanabe standing at the corner of the stairs.

After confirming that the target was present, Sanqianzi turned to look at Chiba Rei.

With a petite figure, holding a huge double bass, she nodded firmly at Sanqianzi, she looked even cuter, she was completely a primary school student.

Sanqianko looked at Kimura Asaka again, she didn't notice Sanqianko's gaze, she seemed fidgeting, she was probably so nervous that she forgot to make the boy look good.

The last is Sae.

Concentrate on it, hold your head high, hold the trumpet tightly in your hand, like a knight holding a sword, and in front of your sight is not the music score, but that stinky hooligan from Tokyo.

'For Sae, come on! Sanqianzi took a deep breath, carefully feeling the expansion and contraction of his lungs.

Noboru Aoki, a consultant from Yunnan, bowed to the audience, and the noise in the station slowly settled down.

Noboru Aoki raised his baton until the venue was completely silent. At the same time, Sanqianko picked up the euphonium from his lap.

The white baton shook slightly, and Sanqianzi immediately sent breath into the mouthpiece.

Yunbei's optional piece for the wind instrument competition - "East Coast Scenery" was played slowly at Kyoto Station.

The piece transitions smoothly to the second movement.

'coming. Sanqianzi's heart tightened.

Speaking of the highlight of the second movement, it must be the trumpet solo, which is the part of Sae. This is a one-on-one duel.

Noboru Aoki closed his eyes, the baton danced softly, and delicate and gentle notes came from Sae's trumpet.

How sparkling her voice is, it's heart-pounding.Sanqianzi closed his eyes and was intoxicated.

After the solo, Sanqianzi had already put her lips on the mouthpiece of the euphonium, and she desperately played the part she was responsible for.

She must not hold Sae back. To make that guy from Tokyo look good is her only thought now.

As a performer, the performance was over before they had time to feel it carefully. Yunbei was warmly echoed by the audience and sent them off with thunderous applause.

"It looks pretty good!"

"Shouldn't you be ashamed?"

"No matter how many times I play, I get nervous and don't know how I'm doing!"

Sanqianzi listened to the other members' discussion in a daze, and suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder from behind.

"Sanqianzi, I went to see Kamikawa's performance."

Sanqianzi was startled, and when she looked back, Sae looked at herself holding a musical instrument case with a trumpet in it, and Chiba Rei and Kimura Asaka were also behind her.

"Sorry, I didn't recover from the game just now."

"Let's go! Xiao Lian can't wait!"

"I said Xiao Lian, you must have forgotten about revenge, right? We are not going to enjoy the show!" Kimura Asaka said.

"Xiao Lian didn't forget!"

During the quarrel between the two, Sanqianzi lifted his musical instrument box, and his palm was immediately strangled.

I'm really envious, a rich private school in Tokyo, I wish Yunnan had its own school bus.

The stairs in front of the stage were already crowded with people. When Sanqianzi and the others arrived, they couldn't find a seat and could only stand and watch.

Qianye Lian was too short, even if she stood on tiptoe, she couldn't see anything, so Sanqianzi and the others could only use their body as a wall to carve out a position for her with a decent view.

On the stage, the girls from the Kamigawa Private School wore school uniforms, suits and pleated skirts, while the boys wore long trousers. The color was pure black, with a negative aesthetic feeling.

Sanqianzi thought of the crow on their school bus.

"Is it that person?!" Passers-by girls around started talking.

"That's right! The last time I appeared on TV, I said that my goal is to become the prime minister of the island country!"

"It's too funny, but he looks so handsome!"

"Didn't you hear what the guest expert said in the news, he has hope to become the prime minister!"

"real or fake?"

Sanqianzi and the others couldn't help looking at the girl, although they didn't hear the name, but 'she looks very handsome', isn't it the rogue?
Although their character is poor, it cannot be denied that in the hearts of Sanqianzi and the others, "that person = handsome".

But what is it like to be prime minister?Not a performer?

The girl continued: "The TV specifically investigated his identity. It is said that he was admitted to a private school in Tokyo by self-study from a rural school that was about to be abandoned, and his academic performance is definitely the kind that can be admitted to a higher education institution in Tokyo. "

"Wow, that's amazing! But it's a little difficult to be the prime minister when you're born in the countryside, right?"

"Perseverant, smart, and handsome!"

"That's right!" Another girl easily echoed her companion's point of view.

"Also," the girl said quietly, "It is said that his girlfriends and friends are all former nobles and now chaebols, and the family has members of parliament from various regions!"

"Really?!"

"That's what I heard, it wasn't reported in the news, but from the angry tone of that expert, it seems that he thinks that he might really become the prime minister, it should be true!"

"Why are the experts angry?" Kimura Asaka asked familiarly.

The girl glanced at her, regardless of whether she recognized her or not, and explained:
"Experts say that today's smart people all want to enter higher education institutions in Tokyo, and then enter politics and financial circles, giving up science and culture. Experts also conclude that if the younger generation of the island country continues like this, it will be over sooner or later!"

"What the experts said makes sense!" Kimura Asaka nodded approvingly.

Sanqianzi would like to say that not all smart people are qualified to target the prime minister.

However, he could actually be the prime minister.
She looked at Sae, and said with a low smile, "What should I do, it's the prime minister, should we make him look good?"

Sae looked at her angrily: "Are you going to betray me?"

"Of course not." Sanqianzi shook his head firmly.

"That's good!" Sae nodded with satisfaction.

"I will not vote for him!"

".this?"

Sae's surprised look with her long lips was so cute that Sanqianko couldn't help rubbing her cheek.

"I'll always be on Sae's side." She whispered.

"Yeah." Sae also rubbed Sanqianzi's face with her face.

"It's about to start!" Qianye Ren's words brought everyone's attention back to the stage.

The private schools where everyone can be admitted to the imperial institutions of higher learning are really different. They hold their heads up high and stare at the conductor and the audience with fiery eyes.

Especially the oboe player sitting in front of the conductor, with his awe-inspiring self-confidence, attacked everyone with a strong sense of oppression.

"What should I do? When I look at that guy now, it's as if I saw the Prime Minister." Sanqianko grabbed Sae's hand and whispered.

Sae held Sanqianko's hand back, without saying anything, quietly waiting for Kamikawa's performance.

The staff who served as the master of ceremonies began to announce: "The following performance is the Kamigawa Private School from Tokyo. They are also one of the 29 teams that entered the national competition this year. The repertoire is: "Prosperous Four Seasons"."

Sanqianzi and Sae glanced at each other subconsciously. They, who have been exposed to wind music since childhood, of course know this piece of music.

Produced by Akiichi Kawahide, a piece that is almost up to the oboe player to decide whether it is good or bad.

The Shenchuan private school chose this song and became the seed team recognized by the representatives of Kanto and the judges, which shows that the oboe players have the strength beyond imagination.

Sanqianzi subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, obviously the show hadn't started yet, as if he had already lost half.

She secretly glanced at Sae, her crystal eyes fixed on the stage motionlessly, and her breathing was slightly short of breath.

"Would Sae be nervous too?" After subconsciously thinking this way, Sanqianzi gave a wry smile, it's natural for people to be nervous.

At this time, the beautiful girl surnamed Qing Ye on the stage waved the baton, and the deep and solemn music interweaved into the melody of cold winter, and the quiet music flowed in the venue.

Just when Sanqianzi was immersed in it, the hand she held with Sae suddenly tightened, and then, the musical instruments on the stage suddenly fell silent.

As most of the people put down their instruments, the guy who claimed to be a fan of Sae stood up.

'coming! ' Sanqianzi held his breath.

The moment the first note was issued from the black woodwind, Sanqianzi felt as if she had received a heavy blow on her forehead. The apparently gentle tone vibrated the air and penetrated her eardrums.

Kyoto Station is big and high. Every time I stand here, Sanqianzi feels that the 4000 yuan glass above his head is as far away as the sky. Listen to this wonderful sound.

After the quiet notes sounded softly, the clarinet and brass suddenly joined in, and the scale of the music became magnificent in one breath.

Every note is bright and bright, giving birth to a melodious melody.

'spring is coming! 'Obviously many people have never heard of this song, but they immediately understood the artistic conception.

It's so expressive!

The brisk melody, the slowly accelerating rhythm, and the pleasant notes bounce on the stage.

All were really good, but the audience couldn't take their eyes off the woodwind player standing there, his dizzyingly fast fingers delivering a relentlessly luscious timbre.

Sanqianko's breathing became difficult, and she tightly grasped the costume on the left side of her chest.

The moment the last note sounded, there was no more footsteps in the entire station.

After a moment of silence, there was applause that almost shattered the glass. The sound resounded throughout the station building and echoed in the building.

Sanqianzi sighed deeply, only then realized that she had been holding her breath for quite a while.

"This is the level of that hooligan." Sae muttered to herself.

"It's amazing!" Kimura Asaka, who was standing aside, flushed and looked at the stage almost frantically.

On the contrary, Qianye Lian, who is a strong school fan, held her cheeks contentedly, and lazily sighed in a low voice: "Ah, today is really a perfect day, Xiao Lian has nothing else to ask for."

Sanqianzi looked at the Kamikawa flute department who was bathed in the spotlight and was about to exit: "Is this our opponent in the national competition?"

"Three Thousand Sons!" Noticing the disappointment in her tone, Sae held her face in both hands, "Now is not the time to give up!"

"...Well, I see." Sanqianko couldn't be as confident as Sae.

Sae's trumpet level is also very strong among private school students across the country, but she can't do it, she can't even compare with her senior sister.

"Three thousand sons," Sae saw her friend's emotions, she pressed her forehead to it, "Three years, we have three years, we can definitely surpass them!"

The long hair fluttered in front of her eyes, and the soft touch from the fabric cheered Sanqianko up.

An impulse welled up deep in her heart, her throat was itchy, she couldn't tell whether it was joy or shame, Sanqianzi said to Sae in a low voice but firmly:

"I, the game will work hard!"

"Yeah!" Sae let go of Sanqianzi happily, "Sooner or later, we will use our strength to make that guy apologize for his frivolity!"

"I think he likes Sae's breasts. It shouldn't have anything to do with strength, right?" Sanqianzi deliberately teased.

"I'm going to hate you!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't make such jokes again! Sister Sae, please forgive me!"

"Three thousand sons!" Sae yelled helplessly.

Just when Sanqianzi went from being disappointed to being excited, and started molesting Sae, people from the Kamikawa private school reappeared in the auditorium, ready to enjoy the performance of Tamana Girls' High School.

Sanqianzi suddenly felt lucky. Fortunately, Yunbei was not ranked behind Shenchuan, or else the pressure was too great.

"Sister Sae." A laughing voice came from afar.

Sanqianzi suppressed a smile, looked at Sae, and Sae naturally had a pretty face. If there were not too many people and no extra space to go, she probably turned her head and left.

"Sister Sae, it's me, your first fan." The boy walked over.

"Hey, you're enough!" Sanqianzi wanted to be fierce, but after speaking, he found that his tone was full of uncontrollable smiles.

Sae glared at her friend reproachfully, and then stared at the boy: "Don't think you can be arrogant just because you are better than me now!"

"Arrogant? How could that be!" The boy quickly denied, "I'm really your fan, can you sign me, this is the biggest purpose of my coming to Kyoto!"

"How dare you mention that!"

Sae's tone was so fierce that Sanqianzi almost thought she was going to fight on the spot.

"I just want to sign." The boy was not frightened at all, and said relentlessly, "As long as Sister Sae signs for me, I will disappear immediately!"

"Don't go too far!" Qianye Lian couldn't stand it anymore, "How can a boy do such a thing!"

"That's right, don't you want to be the prime minister? Doing such a thing will leave a stain on the future!" Sanqianzi suffocated a smile and joined in the reprimand.

"How do you know about the Prime Minister? Forget it, for Sister Sae, I don't have to be the Prime Minister."

Sanqianzi was stunned for a moment, turned his head, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, and said to Sae: "He said he, hahaha, he can stop being Prime Minister for Sae you."

"It doesn't matter to me whether he is the prime minister or not!" Sae replied angrily to her bad friend.

"Don't be angry," Sanqianzi comforted, "I feel that this classmate is not malicious."

"As expected of Sanqianzi's classmate!" Watanabe Che gave a thumbs up appreciatively, "When I become prime minister, I will definitely be promoted to be my secretary."

"Aren't you not going to be the prime minister?" Sae stared at the boy in front of her.

In her eyes, Watanabe Che is completely a Tokyo stinky hooligan who bullies girls because of his strength in playing!

"As long as Sister Sae signs for me"

"Don't even think about it, go to hell."

Watanabe Che had no choice but to look at Sanqianzi who had a good relationship with Sister Sae: "Student Sanqianzi, please help me. I only need to sign my name, and I don't have any malice against you."

"Well——" Sanqianzi pretended to be deep in thought, "If you ask for your autograph, you won't be able to be the Prime Minister, and if you can't be the Prime Minister, I won't be able to become the Prime Minister's secretary, so I'm sorry."

".Are you kidding me?"

"En." Sanqianzi nodded sharply.

"Hahaha." Sae, Chiba Rei, and Kimura Asaka laughed at the same time.

Watanabe Che also laughed helplessly.

If you ask a girl for an autograph, or as a fan, you should be tricked.

What's more, he didn't want to compete with a few young and lively female school students.

When he smiled, the others stopped smiling, and all looked at him dumbfounded.

Watanabe Che reacted and took the opportunity to say, "Sister Sae, please sign for me."

"Go to hell."

Watanabe Che slowly put away his smiling face, and looked at Tamana Girls on the stage as if nothing happened just now.

They were wearing white suit jackets, trousers, thin black ties, and long hair tied into ponytails. They were girls, but they were very neat and tidy.

Perhaps because of the smile, Sae also felt that this boy really didn't have any dirty thoughts.

"Well," she pinned her loose long hair behind her ears, "if you win the gold medal in the national competition, it's not impossible to sign your autograph."

"Can't I give it in advance?"

Sae suddenly became angry, and laughed angrily and mocked: "You mean, you will definitely win the gold medal?"

"Can't you?" Watanabe Che asked back.

"." Sae suddenly had nothing to say, and said angrily, "How do I know if I can? Maybe you guys can't perform well? Did you suddenly have diarrhea, or did you get into a car accident?"

"."

"I feel that the possibility of being arrested by the police may be more likely for harassing women." Sanqianzi said.

"Don't say it, don't say it, it's okay if I don't want it, really, girls in Kyoto are very gentle."

Several people laughed, and after seeing Watanabe Che give up, the atmosphere suddenly eased.

"Well," Asaka Kimura said excitedly, "can I ask you a question?"

"Ah."

"How long does it take to practice from a novice to your level?"

"It has nothing to do with time. People who work hard can become very powerful in half a year."

"You've only been practicing for half a year?!" Sanqianzi couldn't help being surprised.

"...it's not."

"It scared me to death." Kimura Asaka, who had been in the performance club for more than half a year, nervously patted her breasts, which were only one-third the size of Sae-san.

"Then how long have you been practicing?" Chiba asked with her head raised.

"It started in July, so it's been a little over two months."

"You lied, at least it fits the truth." Sanqianzi said helplessly.

"No no no." Watanabe Che shook his head, "I never lie."

"The devil will believe you." Sae said disdainfully.

"Come on, even if you don't sign it, Sister Sae, I'm really your fan."

"Can I ask you to die?"

Under Che Watanabe's harassment, no one paid attention to the performance of Tamana Girls' High School, and only applauded with everyone at the end.

"Goodbye, Sae-san, and Sanqianko, the short-haired classmate, and this lovely Hanada Asako-senpai No. [-]."

"See you in the national competition." Sanqianzi said politely.

"Goodbye!" Kimura Asaka, who had short hair, was very enthusiastic.

"Senior Sister Hanada Asako No. [-]?" Qianye Ren stroked her curly hair, not understanding what Watanabe Che was talking about.

Watanabe Che didn't answer this question, he waved his hand and walked towards the school bus in Kamikawa.

"Hey, on the road of music, I will surpass you sooner or later."

"I'll be waiting for you, Sae-san."

In the eyes of the four people, Watanabe Che didn't stop, he waved his hands "the music is good", and disappeared at the exit of Kyoto Station.

"The last question," Sanqianzi shouted suddenly, "how to learn math well?"

"A fool can do it!"

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