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Chapter 179 - 111. Wind Music Competition Finale (2)

Chapter 179: 111. Wind Music Competition Finale (2)

Dubian Che and the others had disappeared out of sight, and everyone else was doing their own thing: using the restroom, resting, taking photos, buying commemorative items such as recordings from strong schools.

"Kiyono Lin," Yuzao Haomei approached her with a program in hand, "what are you planning to do next?"

"I’m going to listen to the performance by number twenty-three."

"That’s great, I was planning to go too. Can I join you?"

"Of course," Kiyono Lin nodded.

There were plenty of people heading to watch the performance, and with a large audience present, all the front seats were already taken. The two managed to find seats in the back row with some effort.

As soon as they sat down, the competition for number twenty-three began.

"Next up, representing Saitama Prefecture and wearing number twenty-three, is the performance by students from the Chunri Bu Gongrong High School Wind Instrument Club."

"The designated piece is the fifth song on the list, and the chosen piece..."

In a low voice, Yuzao Haomei said to Kiyono Lin, "This school seems to have won the national gold medal before."

"Yeah, they did, back in the year ’10, but that was the only time. Our real rivals are the East Sea University Affiliated High School. They’ve won it five times and are truly a school with strength."

"Five times?" Yuzao Haomei could hardly believe it.

"This is Kantou for you. Over in the Kansai Prefecture, Ridian River Industrial High School has won the national gold medal for nine consecutive years."

"Nine years?" Yuzao Haomei could hardly imagine what that meant, but she quickly affirmed with conviction, "If Kiyono Lin became an advisor after she graduates, we could do it too!"

"Thank you," Kiyono Lin nodded. "While the advisor is important, it is equally crucial that the musicians themselves are determined to win the national gold medal. I have the strength to win nine consecutive gold medals, but I can’t guarantee that I will have enough luck to come across advancing musicians for nine consecutive years."

Listening to Kiyono Lin’s unabashedly modest analysis, Yuzao Haomei looked at her perfect profile, admiring her neat and beautiful eyebrows that seemed to bear no trace of grooming.

"It has started."

"Ah? Oh!" Yuzao Haomei snapped back to reality, suddenly feeling a bit hot as she looked towards the stage.

On stage, the layers of brass instruments wove together a splendid main melody, with each of the other instruments not falling short in any way.

What drew the most attention was a girl playing the clarinet, her fingers moving at an unbelievable pace, accurately striking each key.

Even those who knew nothing about music could understand the difficulty of such fingerings.

"So strong," Yuzao Haomei murmured.

"Indeed, they are strong, but..."

"But what? Is there a problem with their playing?"

"They are still far behind compared to Dubian. That guy..." Kiyono Lin suddenly laughed, "Don’t be fooled by his blabbering all day long, saying ’ka-men-la-da’ and things about ’Tokyo hotties’ that nobody understands. He genuinely takes on everything seriously, is talented and works hard."

Yuzao Haomei, watching Kiyono Lin’s radiant smile, felt a wave of discomfort inside her.

"I can too!" She blurted out almost without thinking.

Kiyono Lin paused, then said with a smile, "Keep it up."

The twelve-minute performance gradually neared its end, and the conductor energetically waved the baton, putting a definitive end to the competition.

"How was the overall performance?" Yuzao Haomei asked nervously.

Many schools can win a gold medal, but only three can make it to the national competition. Chunri Bu Gongrong High School, having once won a national competition gold medal, was surely a contender not to be ignored.

"Very good," Kiyono Lin replied softly, applauding along with the audience. "If they weren’t performing after us, they would likely get a gold medal. But now it depends on how much the judges were influenced by our performance."

"Are we that impressive?!"

"Yuzao Haomei, our goal from the beginning was to win the national competition gold medal. We must have that level of capability. Plus, some of our members seem to have outperformed themselves due to the nerves." Kiyono Lin smiled beautifully as she said the last sentence.

Unlike in Tokyo, where results in the Kansai competitions were announced casually with a banner, here they used a more formal method to announce the results.

Not only was there a master of ceremonies to call out the names, but each school would also send two representatives on stage to formally receive the diploma and trophy from the judges.

All competing students, advisors, and Group B logistics students were crammed into the concert hall waiting for the results.

Therefore, once the competition concluded, the audience would leave their seats voluntarily.

As the number of spectators decreased, more students in various school uniforms appeared, each one with anticipation and nervousness written all over their faces.

Kiyono Lin sent a message in the group chat with the meeting location, and members of the Goda High School Wind Instrument Club gradually gathered together.

"The results are about to be announced. I’m so excited!"

"My hands are shaking, feel them. Ah! Your hands are so cold!"

"I’m nervous too!"

Komatsu Misaki collected the headcount from the section leaders and reported to Kiyono Lin, "Only Mr. Dubian is missing. The boys said they haven’t seen him either."

Kiyono Lin sighed helplessly, "Check under the shade of the trees outside the venue. He’s probably sitting there with a dopey look, drinking soda pop, and staring at girls’ legs... Never mind, I’ll go."

As she was about to leave, Mayi Asuka suddenly spoke up.

"Are you and Dubian close?"

Kiyono Lin looked back at Mayi Asuka with surprise; this was the first time she had shown interest in personal relationships.

"Why do you ask?" Kiyono Lin countered.

"You’re cold and strict to everyone, but you only scold Dubian," Mayi Asuka said without taking her eyes off Kiyono Lin.

"Is that so?" Kiyono Lin hadn’t noticed this before, "Probably because he’s always talking nonsense."

Mayi Asuka nodded lightly.

Kiyono Lin gave her a look and turned to walk towards the exit of the venue.