Compared with students from other schools, Bingdi's students may save a lot of thought when choosing a school for further studies.

From all aspects, Bingdi is a very good school, so most students will choose the path of direct promotion.

With this convenience, after the entrance examination is over, third-year students who are about to enter high school can safely hold the last "summer festival" of the junior high school era.

"I will not make any arrangements for rehearsals before the ceremony. Please follow the original song and try your best to practice your own parts. If anyone thinks that they can't do it, please let me know in advance. Then, still Any objections?"

On the podium, Keigo Atobe, the homeroom teacher who was unable to come to the school due to a family trip, explained the next arrangement, and then explained the repertoire prepared by the class for the "Summer Festival Celebration" three days later.

"Excuse me..." After making eye contact with Shimomura Nako who was diagonally ahead, Tsukiko Kawashima raised her hand, caressing the hem of her skirt and then stood up, trying to make her smile look gentle and moving, "Excuse me , who will play the main melody part of the flute group—"

In the extraordinarily quiet classroom, the gentle female voice pronounced every word clearly——

Kuriko Ohara, who was carelessly rubbing her stomach to digest food while sneaking a few glances at someone on the podium, suddenly felt tense, and the discomfort of eating too much in the morning was instantly forgotten.

He looked nervously and guiltily at Atobe Keigo on the podium, and met his eyes that seemed to glance at him.

Realizing that she had such a weak emotion, Ohara Kuriko suddenly felt a little wronged.

"You just have to deal with your parts." Standard Atobe style.

Under my leadership, you only need to obey my absolute will to do your job well.

Hearing Atobe's answer, Tsukiko Kawashima had no choice but to sit down resentfully, her face a bit unsightly.

"Well, that's all I have to say—"

After Kawashima blatantly asked the melody player of the flute group in the morning, Ohara Kuriko became nervous.

"People who can't throw roses, don't be ashamed, you must do it, Kuriko Ohara." Kuriko Ohara lay on the desk with her head in her arms, tapping her feet on the ground a little restlessly.

Calm down, calm down—

Kuriko Ohara stopped the movement of her feet, took a deep breath and sat up straight, recalling the notes on the music score.

There is a steady beat on my feet, and I always beat the rhythm with the metronome these nights, clearly, in my head!The index finger and middle finger of the right hand tapped on the table according to the rhythm on the music score, and sang the sound name with the rhythm of the tapping——

Humming the melody with the body, and gradually getting into the state, Ohara Kuriko began to tap on the table with the fingering of the flute.

Only his own fingers on the table are left in his eyes——

Suddenly, another pair of hands appeared on the table, with long and slender knuckles, it was a girl's hand.

Ohara Kuriko looked up in surprise, and met Kita Rena's soft and understanding eyes.

"So it's you—"

It turns out that Atobe-kun's flute melody player is you, Chestnut Jam!

In the shade of the roof, the girls sat side by side.

"How did Reina know my melody?" In my mind, I was still thinking about the cooperation with Beitian just now, humming the climax of the melody, and tapping on the table with the fingering of the instrument.

At that time, even the boredom and heat seemed to be isolated, leaving only the beating notes and Kita Rena's moving and clear eyes.

"I just know—" Kita Rena blinked and smiled.

"Is it because Rena is also the melody part of the flute?"

Kuriko Ohara remembered that this song was a passage from "Walden Lake", but it seemed to be an adapted version.And Atobe has never publicly stated who the players of each instrument are, and even if the players of each instrument get different scores, it is really difficult to guess her melody from the rhythm of her tapping. Incredible things.

"No, didn't you notice that Li Zijiang didn't have the same pronunciation and fingering as you and I?" Beitian moved his fingers.

The fingers look quite flexible, because the slender and slender look particularly good.

"Well, it's true..." Ohara Kuriko scratched his forehead and recalled Beitian's fingering, which seemed to be completely different from his own. "Then what instrument is Rena playing?"

"Guess what?" Kitada Reina looked at Ohara Kuriko with an encouraging look.

"Ah?" Kuroko Ohara was stunned, sighed, then twisted his fingers while looking at the sky and imagining...

"Haha, let's forget about teasing you," Kita Rena covered her mouth and smiled, "It's a saxophone. It's said that a saxophone flute has a face. Did you know that?"

Sachs—Kuriko Ohara nodded belatedly.

However, I still don't quite understand how to guess that she is the melody of the flute just by the rhythm in her hand.

"It's because I have heard this adapted version." Kitada Rena rubbed Ohara Kuriko's head, "I have heard it, and I have read the score, and I know where each instrument is the melody and where it is the rhythm. type, which parts serve as the harmony part. I know it all, everything is clear!"

"Is that so—" Ohara Kuriko looked at Kitada Rena with adoring expression, "But, where did Rena know about it?"

Ohara Kuriko vaguely knew that not many people knew about this tune, the adapted version like this.

"You want to know?" Kitada Rena looked at Ohara Kuriko, her smile gradually faded, and her eyes became deeper and deeper.

Kohara Kuriko nodded.

"Haha." Maybe it was the serious expression of Ohara Kuriko that pleased Beitian, she smiled again, "Okay, then I'll tell you, it has something to do with you..."

"It's related to me?" Xiaoyuan Lizi pointed to herself, as if she felt that she had heard it wrong.

How could it be related to myself...

"That's right, ah... let me think about it, where do I start?" Kitada Rena stopped looking at Ohara Kuriko, she looked at the blue sky, "Then let's start with this song, you know Well, this piece was adapted by my father, who is a musician engaged in symphony creation, guess why he adapted this piece?" Beitian showed a sly smile.

"Ah——" Ohara Kuriko looked back at Beitian with a bitter face, "Although I really want to guess it, but I still don't know much about Rena and Rena's father."

So can you tell me?

"I guessed it, Ohara, how would you know, after all, that person did it so secretly," Kitada Reina tilted her head, smiling deeply, with a bitterness that Ohara Kuriko couldn't quite understand, "Ohara, can you imagine someone doing it for you? How do you feel about arranging a song... Let me tell you, in fact, Atobe-kun asked my father to arrange this song."

What?Are roses—

But why?

The summer wind blew by, and the fine sideburns stuck to Ohara Chestnut's reddish cheeks.So gentle, but unable to wipe away the confusion on her face.

"Stupid, I know you can't guess! When I didn't know Atobe-kun's intentions, I didn't understand why he would do this, but I saw the rhythm of your tapping today, and I understood. It turns out that the creation of this song The reason is you, Kuriko Ohara."

I want to hold you in the most radiant position——

"Is that so?" Knowing such a thing beyond the expected range, Ohara Kuriko felt a little shocked for a moment, completely confused.

"That's right, it's all about you, and it's all because of you, Xiao Yuan, you're an idiot!" Kitada Reina nodded with a smile, and Xiao Yuan's incomprehensible emotions in her smile became deeper and deeper, "Who made you a fool who doesn't have much confidence? , who made you so stupid and so stupid."

Who made him fall in love with you?

"I'm—so stupid." Ohara Kuriko felt a kind of astringency in her eye sockets.

Sour, thinking of that person, thinking of those things just said.

"He likes you, and you are the only one in his eyes. You are very lucky, you don't even know how lucky you are—" Kita Reina said softly, lowering her head slowly, "I used to think that if I would There are more things, whether it is sports or talent. As long as I can control more looks, maybe one of them can impress him. So I learned tennis and became the head of the Ice Emperor Women's Tennis Club. But Mingming's father I wanted me to focus on music, but I rejected him because of Atobe-kun. I didn’t know until now that it’s not like that. You don’t need a reason to like someone. If you like someone, you like it. Even if she is not so confident, even if She doesn't know much, and even if she's not as graceful and generous as a child—"

She is stupid or stupid, and needs you to save——

"I..." Xiaoyuan Lizi was stunned, suddenly not knowing what to say next.

Just feeling the warm fluid slide down my cheeks.

"Fool, why are you crying?" Kitada Rena reached out and rubbed the corner of Ohara Kuriko's eyes, "Isn't it me who should cry?"

Smiling and laughing, Beitian cried...

You don't know how lucky you are, you don't know how much I envy you.

"I'm sorry, Rena..." Ohara Kuriko looked at Beitian's clear eyes, she shed so many tears despite being full of smiles.

At this moment, my heart is so sour and astringent.

"It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong, you're just loved by him..." Sensing Ohara Kuriko's bewilderment, Kitada Rena wiped the tears from her face, raised her head and smiled at her, "I used to think that if you It's good to be arrogant and self-righteous, so I have a reason to hate you. But you are not, you are just loved by him, you are very well-behaved, and you are a pleasing girl. "

You didn't do anything, you were just loved by him—

"So, Ohara Kuriko, you have to play this song well. This is the love he gave you. Please try your best to respond to him, you know? Otherwise, if he is disappointed, I will hate you too."

Kitada Rena caressed Ohara's eyelids, looking at her deeply as if looking at someone else.

Now, you know how lucky you are?

Then do your best to answer him——

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