I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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The air in the practice room smelled of organic solvents.

"To achieve this, use bb to lengthen the sound, then extend it in eight-beat segments according to the scale you want to play. Conversely, you can use bb to reach higher notes. This ensures that you can play the highest and lowest notes with quality. (6 complete collections of Wang Gengxin's books)"

Although I have been practicing with Mr. Kitahara for a long time, daily basic practice is still necessary.

"In Kitahara's words, you can't just move your tongue randomly. Lip-connected sounds should be as smooth as blowing a leaf, and long sounds should also become elegant."

As the leader of the bass section, Yuka Isomoto is responsible for the practice of eleven bass section members in the section classroom.

Even the previous group leader, Saito Harukori, now has to obey her.

At first, Yuka Isomoto was a little unaccustomed to it, and she always felt somewhat insecure about whether she could take on the role of group leader.

But as time went on, I found that basic practice was not difficult.

Following the metronome on the table, Yuka Isomoto shouted slogans while instructing her group members to play their instruments simultaneously.

The bass section truly lives up to its reputation as the backbone of wind instruments, giving people an incredibly powerful and majestic feeling.

“Maki, your soft notes seem a little strange, but you play the high notes very well,” Saito Harutori said.

Sitting to the side, Maki Kurosawa scratched her cheek and said, "That's true, I always feel like I can't quite get the timing right."

Yuka Isomoto put away the black metronome and said with a smile:

"Once Kitahara-sensei selects a piece with high notes next year, you'll be in great need of help."

"Really? Seniors, please tell Kitahara-sensei about this now!" Kurosawa Maki swayed her body happily, who wouldn't want a pre-selected spot?

The only stringed instrument in the club, the double bass, played by a first-year girl named Tsukiya Honoka, was only taller than the violin beside her when she raised her hand.

"Seniors, does this mean I can also be pre-selected?"

"You're the only double bass player in the club, so they'd definitely choose you, right?" Kurosawa Maki said, puzzled.

She thought the double bass and bassoon in the club were absolutely amazing, unique in the club, and completely uncompetitive. They were members that Mr. Kitahara had already selected in various audition competitions.

"Sigh, Sui, I don't even know if there will be a double bass next year. It's so lonely playing the violin all by myself," Sui said dejectedly.

Saito Harutori laughed and said, "Isn't it good to be alone?"

"Of course not!"

Tsukigami straightened her back, her words carrying a touch of naivety, her voice clear and melodious.

"It's no fun for one person to play the double bass! The more double basses the better! It looks really cool on stage! No one will dare to underestimate us!"

"Oh, I see."

Saito Haruka wasn't very familiar with her, but she was still overwhelmed by the innocent aura of this first-year student.

"But the more people audition, the more difficult it becomes, and only two double basses can be used at most."

“Two are enough!” Tsukiya Sui grinned, then said dejectedly, “But our bass section is too weak, nobody wants to add us.”

"We're not weak at all!" Kurosawa Maki said indignantly. "The weakest part is the saxophone! That's something Kitahara-sensei himself admitted!"

However, she only dared to say such things within her own section, and did not have the courage to say them in front of the saxophone members.

That senior Takahashi who played the saxophone two years ago will most likely be the next vice minister.

As the saying goes, "The lion leaves after three years, and the monkey will become king after two." Moreover, this senior Takahashi is quite similar to senior Akamatsu, so it's best not to provoke him.

Yuka Isomoto smiled faintly and said:

"Rather than saying we were weak, it would be more accurate to say we were inconspicuous. Our classmates preferred to join other brass sections."

This year's recruitment for the bass section only included three first-year students, but fortunately, their quality was quite good, and they all successfully entered the national competition, without dragging down the overall performance of the wind section.

"I've always wanted to ask, why did Isogen-senpai want to play the bass?" Tsukiya asked curiously.

Suddenly, a feeling of near-anxiety welled up in Yuka Isomoto's heart.

The reason she started playing the tuba was that she hoped to stand on the stage with Saito Harukori and the others and play together, which should have been a happy occasion.

But now, her relationship with Qingniao is not as good as before, and it seems that Qingniao and Yueye have also fallen apart.

Everyone's original aspirations are probably shattered beyond repair.

She couldn't turn her gaze away; she told herself that if she went to look at the birds, she would have lost.

It was a very naive idea, but Yuka Isomoto's gaze remained unwavering, as if to compose herself, she straightened her back in one go:

"I think the euphonium is really cool."

Hearing her say that, Saito Haruka pursed her lips, sprang off her chair, and her brain told her that it was the sound of someone standing up.

The others, including Saito Haruka, suddenly stood up and turned to look at her. Even Isomoto Yuka subconsciously moved over and stared straight at her.

Saito Haruka hadn't expected this either; it was a completely unconscious action, much like how she felt a sweet sensation flowing through her body when she was alone with Kitahara-sensei.

"Yuka, do you want to join me for a three-legged race at the sports festival?"

Her sudden invitation left Yuka Isomoto so confused that she frowned.

My first thought wasn't how to refuse Qingniao's request, but rather what words to use to accept it.

Perhaps I no longer hate her.

"Hmm." As Yuka Isomoto spoke, her gaze drifted away.

Saito Haruka had actually prepared herself for rejection, but hearing that she accepted, she still felt a pang of surprise.

"Really?"

“Hmm.” Yuka Isomoto nodded, forcing a smile, “But being with me might not get me any good rankings.”

"No way."

Saito Harutori happily stepped forward, reached out and took her soft, white hand, and said...

"As long as I can be with Yuuka, I'll do anything at the sports festival."

The girl's eyebrows were curved like a crescent moon, her lips were as pink as cherry blossoms, and her smile was gentle and kind, instantly conveying her goodwill.

A familiar feeling gradually welled up in Yuka Isomoto's heart as she thought of "the clear bird."

She used to be just as beautiful.

The other members were unaware of what had happened between the two and assumed it was just a simple invitation.

"With Isogen-senpai's excellent athletic ability, she's sure to get a good ranking," Kurosawa Maki said.

The ears of grain nod like they are pounding garlic:

"I see Isogen-senpai running on the track every day! And even here, her body smells so good when she plays the instrument here!"

Yuka Isomoto scratched her cheek a little shyly and said:

"Because after each run, I have to take a shower in the track and field department's bathroom."

"No wonder! It smells amazing!" Tsukiya Sui gave a thumbs up.

"Which competitions did Isogen-senpai sign up for?" Kurosawa Maki asked.

"Borrowing objects to race, 100 meters, and now this three-legged race."

"Is the race with an object 400 meters?"

"kindness."

At that moment, a girl whose voice didn't belong to the bass octave appeared behind Kurosawa Maki and said:

"So that's what Senior Isomoto reported about the borrowed object race."

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They then realized it was Kuno Tachibana, the eldest of the first year, who had placed his right hand on his chin with a meaningful expression.

"The students who sign up for this competition all have their own agendas. Hmph, it seems that Senior Isomoto's motives are quite suspicious."

"What's strange about me?" Yuka Isomoto tilted her head, pointing at herself, somewhat confused.

Saito Harutori narrowed her eyes slightly, shook her head, and said:

"Kuno-senpai one by one"

However, Kuno Tachibana disagreed and reached out to touch Kurosawa Maki's neck.

"It's so cold! Why are your hands so cold?!"

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Kurosawa Maki suddenly hunched her shoulders and shouted, louder than the sound she made on her euphonium.

“Only cunning people would sign up for the race with borrowed objects. They would bribe the sports executive committee and write things on their slips of paper that would help them achieve their goal.”

Yuka Isomoto frowned slightly and repeated, seemingly puzzled, "Something that can achieve the goal?"

"For example, bribing them to put in their boxes 'run the entire course with a person of a specific name,' or 'have a person of a specific name carry them throughout the course.'"

Despite Kurosawa Maki's resistance, Kuno Tachibana, who had just washed her hands in cold water, pressed them against Kurosawa's warm neck and said, "I've seen this kind of thing a lot in junior high school~~"

"Lihua was on the sports executive committee when he was in junior high school, right?::::" Tsukiya Ho couldn't help but say.

Kuno Tachibana stared at her in surprise, using Maki's bra strap like a slingshot, pulling it backward:

"Ah, Xiaosui, you're here."

The two attended the same junior high school.

*Snap!*

Kuno Tachibana took his hand out, and the sound of his underwear hitting Kurosawa Maki could be clearly heard.

"Yi-yi!" Kurosawa Maki covered her chest, her face flushed, and used both hands to pinch Kuno Tachibana's waist.

"I've been here for a while!"

Tsukiya Hozuki looked at Kuno Tatsuka, who was being chased around by Maki, and pouted, saying...

"I'm the only double bass in the department! Shouldn't I be given more attention?"

Even through her dark brown uniform, Kuno Tachibana's slender figure was visible, and with each sway of her skirt during the chase, her thighs were clearly visible.