my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 89

On Wednesday, as Yotsuya Station twisted into a mirage under the sun, the first swimming lessons at Watanabe Che's private school began.

When I was in elementary school in my hometown, the school had swimming lessons. At that time, although Watanabe Che could swim, it was just a playful nature.

The only teacher does not teach any, but is only responsible for sitting there eating cold watermelon drinks and taking care of their safety.

Fitness swimming really started after the Ochanomizu incident - not just swimming, many things have changed since then.

Now, he can swim like an athlete.

Class [-] and [-] were still closed, but the men and women were completely separated, and the screams and laughter of the girls could only be heard across the wall.

Put on swimsuits, the boys gather by the pool.

The sky is very blue and beautiful, like an oil painting, but the sun hurts my skin.

The physical education teacher hung a whistle around his neck, talking about the matters needing attention in swimming.

"Ah, I really want to go there." Kunai Xiu looked at the daughter country opposite the wall and proposed an idea.

"Secretly put on a women's swimsuit later and get in." Watanabe Che explained the method.

"So it is!" Guojing Xiu slapped each other with fists and palms.

"The question is, where to get the dead reservoir water?" Saito Keisuke further analyzed.

"Um"

Topic is over.

After the physical education teacher finished speaking, everyone first washed their bodies in the shower area, and walked in the front to the back, much like the scene of queuing up to wash a car.

The air was full of water vapor and the pungent smell of chlorine disinfectant.

After doing warm-up exercises, everyone went into the water.

After the first half of the lesson, you can swim freely in the second half.

The boys jumped into the pool one by one, and the physical education teacher reprimanded them loudly. They stopped this dangerous behavior this time.

"Lane 3! Watanabe swims so fast!"

"Ah! Kunii didn't dare to fall behind, he used the Triple World King Fist! He's overtaking! He's overtaking!"

"Oh! Look over there, that, that's it!!! Saito's five-fold world king fist! So fast! So fast!"

"What? Received the latest news that Watanabe will use his nirvana - serious swimming!"

It's just that the three of them wanted to compete on a whim, but they were interpreted as the No.90 Nine Universe Martial Arts Tournament by these boys with enthusiasm.

By the way, Watanabe Che didn't know what the triple or quintuple Kaiwang Fist was, but the so-called serious swimming was just swimming hard.

"Watanabe, why are you so powerful?"

"First tennis, then swimming, and if it goes on like this, I won't be your opponent in baseball in the future!"

"Swim like a dolphin! Too fast!"

The boys joked one after another, and some even thought that it would be fine for Watanabe Che to be a swimmer.

Watanabe Che doesn't want to be a swimmer.

If he is good at what he does, he will probably be exhausted.

And for the sake of textbook editors, it's better not to be too pushy.

Scholar, Olympic swimming gold medalist, world-class oboe, world-class boxer—he's still so young, it's hard to imagine what he'll be called.

In the evening, in the activity classroom of the Human Observation Department, Rin Kiyono walked in with a record player with the Audio-Technica logo.

The world was silent, the windows were so dark that nothing could be seen outside, and the faces of people were clearly reflected in the glass.

Except for the playing department on the third floor opposite, there was not a single light on in the school building.

Watanabe Che was a little lonely, remembering that he came to the big city alone, and his hometown in Iwate Prefecture was far away.

In order to dispel the sudden unpleasant mood, he withdrew his gaze and watched Kiyono Rin fiddling with the record player with novelty.

"Kyono-san, can I ask you a question?"

"Huh?" Kiyono Rin carefully took out the vinyl record from the square paper bag.

"What do you think about the fact that life clearly originated in the ocean, but humans can't breathe in water?"

"No opinion." Kiyono Rin replied without raising his head.

"Don't you think it's strange? Why don't we humans evolve into amphibians such as frogs, turtles, red-chain snakes, etc.? The ocean is much richer than the mainland in terms of area and resources."

"You can choose to be a biologist and figure these things out, instead of asking a girl of the same age for answers at night and talking about frogs and snakes and this nasty topic."

"Biologist, I don't really want to do this." Watanabe Che thought for a while and rejected the proposal.

"You seem to be able to say it."

"If I didn't play the oboe, I would be now!"

Kiyono Rin's face was solemn: "Watanabe-san, your mental illness is getting more and more serious, and now that there is a problem with self-recognition, it is really urgent to seek medical treatment."

Watanabe Che was about to refute, when Kiyono Rin put the needle on the slowly turning record.

The timbre is bright and cheerful and lively like the melody of a cat stepping slowly.

Trombone roar, horn ensemble, clarinet harmony, bass drum growl, oboe solo.

The sound is continuous, like the water of the Yangtze River constantly pouring into the ear, and then the wave of sound quickly recedes like a low tide.

Watanabe Che picked up the record paper bag and read the title of the song.

"Prosperous Four Seasons Wind Music Version", composed by Chuan Xiumingichi, performed by the Wind Music Department of Essence Women's Private School.

On the opposite side, Kiyono Rin walked on the left, resting his elbow on the table, holding his chin, and kept recording something with a pen in his right hand.

Watanabe Che listened silently, tapping his fingers along the score out of thin air.

Beautiful music, in the late-night activity classroom with no school building lights, brewed an intimate and harmonious atmosphere.

"Do you want to choose this song?" Watanabe Che asked after the music ended.

"Yeah." Kiyono Rin nodded.

In the Wind Music Competition, each wind band will play a subject piece and a free piece. "Four Seasons of Prosperity: Wind Music Version" is one of the free pieces that can be selected this year.

The piece was produced by the first-line composer Chuan Xiuming invited by the Wind Music Union.

A few years ago, this piece was selected as a free piece by the elite women's private school, and won the national gold award, and it became famous.

It is now one of the regular repertoires of the competition.

When it comes to the characteristics of this piece, I have to mention its composer, Hideichi Chuan, who graduated from the Musashino Music High School.

When Chuan Xiuming was young, he was active on the music stage as a professional oboe player, so his arrangement was also biased towards oboe.

To exaggerate a bit, the bottom line of this piece depends on the entire band, and the top line depends on the oboe player's performance.

"Wise choice." Watanabe Che said confidently.

Kiyono Rin seemed to praise himself for this sentence, but it was actually the beautiful words that Watanabe Che was boasting about, and he pretended not to hear it.

Watanabe Che said again: "However, you can decide for yourself without discussing it with them, is it really okay?"

"Democratic voting is the dumbest option for progress in society."

"Ah, ah, I understand." Watanabe Che nodded in agreement, "Ultraman's mission is to forcibly guide the evolution of stupid humans, isn't it?"

About what Watanabe Che was saying, Kiyono Rin couldn't understand at all.

She looked at Che Watanabe with the eyes of an idiot.

Watanabe Che changed the subject without blushing: "That's why you don't allow yourself to fail, so you decide to choose the song yourself?"

"That's not the only reason."

"Hmm." Watanabe Che was noncommittal.

Seeing his attitude, Rin Kiyono was inexplicably angry and wanted to punch him.

She explained:
"Their musical knowledge is uneven, and even only according to whether the part they belong to is easy to play, and the choice of the repertoire, the decision of the repertoire of the conference will affect the survival of the Human Observation Department. ."

"Is that so?" Watanabe Che still looked disbelieving.

This man, who knew that he would not lie, Rin Kiyono took a deep breath.

"There is another reason. The biggest advantage of the playing department is your oboe. This is also the biggest reason for me to decide the repertoire."

With the degree of dislike of Watanabe Che in the playing department, there is a high probability that he will not choose this song that relies on oboe.

Watanabe Che put his head in his hands, leaned back on the steel pipe chair, looked at the ceiling, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Kiyono Rin endured and endured, but did not smash the rubber beside him.

At nine o'clock, Kiyono Rin expressed his views directly in the music classroom.

"The theme song for this competition is "March for Endless Dreams", and the free song is "The Prosperous Four Seasons: Wind Music Version".

"These two songs" Komatsu Misaki, the head of the playing department, hesitated.

The members who had never heard these two songs cast doubtful and curious eyes.

"Minister, what's wrong? Is it difficult?"

"Yeah." Misaki Komatsu nodded, ""March for Endless Dreams" is full of storytelling and focuses on musical performance. "Four Seasons" requires very, very high expressiveness and performance skills, but"

"But what?" Everyone asked impatiently.

Misaki Komatsu looked at Rin Kiyono, hesitating whether she should say it.

Watanabe Che took over the topic: "From the middle stage, you can rest. With your current level, you can just set off my superbness even more, so you just wait for the prize."

"What do you mean by that?" asked a member who had not responded.

"The first piece, the solo part is the bass, trombone and oboe. "Four Seasons of Prosperity". This piece is quite special, and a large part of it is the free play of the oboe." Hayami Kaori, who also knows these two pieces, explained .

Everyone reacted, and they started to talk about it, and most of them had unwillingness on their faces.

Kiyono Rin glanced at everyone: "Whether choosing a person or determining a song, everything is aimed at entering the whole country. If someone thinks that there is a better choice, they can propose it now."

Tamamo Haomi said loudly, "Since it's all about the oboe's performance, can we just practice it casually?"

This is obviously ranting.

"Solo is a bonus, the real quality depends on everyone's performance." Rin Kiyono replied.

Another person asked: "Then why does he have to play solo? Can't you choose a piece for bassoon solo, or trumpet solo?"

Mai Tomorrow's playing skills are good, but the bass horn is not a very good instrument, so everyone did not say that the bass horn solo should be selected.

"You should be very clear about the reason." Watanabe Che said.

"what?"

"Because my playing skills are the undisputed number one in the history of the playing department."

His natural tone made many people's faces blushed.

"I don't know if it's the first in history," Kiyono Rin glanced at the arrogant Watanabe Che, "but he is indeed the best player in the current music department."

"I'm not convinced! The skills of Senior Sister Zao Jian and Senior Sister Tomorrow are definitely better than him!"

"That's right, it's so unfair! Since the members of Group A are selected, the soloists should also be selected!"

"Okay!" Before Rin Kiyono could speak, Che Watanabe stood up happily and walked onto the podium with his oboe.

"Come on if you want to challenge, I, Watanabe Che, will let you guys who are worse than trash know the gap between genius and mortals today."

Ah, so cool, finally doing what the protagonist should do!
He Watanabe Che never wanted to live with girls' panties and stockings!

What he wants is hard work, struggle, passion, and being the first.

Under the white lights of the music classroom, Che Watanabe looked at everyone expectantly.

Everyone's face blushed, and they turned their attention to Asuka Mai.

Asuka Mai also seemed to be very angry, her expressionless face was stained with a faint blush, and she was staring blankly at the arrogant Watanabe Che on the podium.

But isn't it too long to watch?Why not go up?
By the way, Mai Asuka didn't care about that, as long as she could play it.

Everyone who figured it out turned their attention to Hayami Xun again.

Zao Jian Xun smiled helplessly, looked at Qingye Rin, saw her nod, then stood up and stepped forward like Bassoon holding a hookah.

"Watanabe-san, please let me take a good look at your strength."

Seeing Hayami Kaoru's gentle smile as always, Watanabe Che lost his fighting spirit. This good-natured senior was forced to come up by everyone.

What he needs is an enemy who looks down on him and even wants to use small tricks!
He Watanabe Che is not a bad person, he does not have the habit of provoking people regardless of whether he is good or bad.

However, in order to attract hatred, encourage everyone to practice hard, listen to Rin Kiyono's guidance obediently, and ensure that the playing department will enter the national competition, he still needs to continue to be the 'villain'.

"Then come first, see you soon, senpai." Watanabe Che said.

He was worried that if he played first, the other party would be under a lot of pressure.

"Thank you."

After Hayami Xun finished speaking, the meticulous and gentle bassoon notes filled the entire music classroom.

Whether it's the treble part or the seams of hard-to-play notes, it's all flawless, not a single fault can be found.

The sound is shiny and heart-pounding.Everyone closed their eyes and indulged in it.

Hayami Kaoru's level has improved a lot from before, and Watanabe Che can hear the traces of hard work behind her performance from her performance.

After the performance, there was a very warm applause.

Zao Jian Xun smiled and nodded, very satisfied with his performance just now.

"Watanabe-san, it's your turn."

"it is good."

The smooth melody barely feels the transition of notes, and each note is wrapped in a hot aftertaste.

After Watanabe Taku's performance ended, the entire concert hall was silent, and only Mai Asuka applauded lightly and seemingly copingly.

The people who came back to their senses looked at her with admiration.

As expected of a senior, everyone who was ashamed of her pure music also applauded.

Yuuki Miki has come back. If you do this again, senpai, I'm really going to die. Watanabe Che looked at Mai Tomorrow's bulging chest and guessed what she was thinking.

"Seeing classmate early, I still decided to choose a song for Watanabe-san to play solo, what do you think?" Kiyono Rin asked.

"I have no opinion. Watanabe-san plays better than me, and is also a member of the playing club. There is no problem with being a soloist." Hayami Kaoru said with a smile without any disappointment.

Kiyono Rin nodded and told everyone: "Everyone come to me and get the sound file of the song, which is stored in the player and listens to it every day. You must memorize the score, and don't let the judges write 'except for the oboe, others What is it for' evaluation."

"Yes!"

11:30, on the way back.

"Tomorrow-senpai seems to be angry." Kiyono Rin said.

"Is there?" Watanabe Che wondered.

"It's the first time I've seen her emotional, and it sure is that you are too arrogant."

"It's all for you."

"A lie." Rin Kiyono rudely denied, and then said, "Would you like to chat with her alone? Tomorrow-senpai's character will help us keep it a secret."

"No." Watanabe Che refused without thinking.

alone?

He was still worried about why he was not caught by the other party and had the opportunity to be alone, and how could he be delivered to his door?
"What's the reason?" Kiyono Rin, as always, would ask other people's opinions.

"I can't talk to people who aren't interested in hitting the card face."

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(End of this chapter)