The Human Observation Department's activity application form was written by Toru Watanabe, and he clearly remembers that in the "Specific Events" column, the words "Ticket: 200 yen" were clearly written.

I guess I'll make a lot of money. He looked at the director with such eyes.

Because the movie was affirmed by everyone, the faint smile on Rin's face that was originally on Kiyono Rin's face slowly stiffened under such eyes.

She stabbed Toru Watanabe hard and turned her head away as if to say, 'You have to have a limit to your superficiality,' and continued to enjoy the audience's eager expressions in satisfaction.

Toru Watanabe withdrew his gaze and looked back at the screen.

The ending song is a gentle and delicate oboe solo, clear and transparent, with an infinite extension of the sound like God's sigh.

The list of staff scrolls, and the heroine looks out at Tokyo Bay at night in the background.

「......」

"Sponsor: ASJ Photographic Equipment Store"

"Collaboration of Materials: Tokyo Metropolitan Government, Tokyo Station, Kamigawa High School, Meiji Jingu Gaien"

"Supervisor: Rin Kiyono"

"Special reminder: This story is purely fictional and has nothing to do with the actual existence of people, groups, and other inherent terms or phenomena, and any similarities are purely coincidental."

This is the end of the thirty-minute movie, and the lights in the audio-visual classroom are back on, not as exaggerated as the movie theater, but there is also a faint trance in everyone's hearts.

A heated discussion ensued.

The sun that is coming to an end of summer, wearing the silver leaves of the outer garden of the transparent Jijin Shrine.

In the afternoon before the last fireworks, Toru Watanabe was on the quiet path in the forest, looking up to feel the handsome face scattered with sunlight, and the slight swaying of his hair, which really made the girl have to fall in love.

"It's a success." Looking at the non-stop audience, Kujo's mother said with a smile.

"Miki's acting skills are fantastic!" Toru Watanabe applauded and said, "Oscar is nothing more than that." ”

Kujou Miki nodded with satisfaction: "You're not bad either." ”

"No, no, no, I'm just a vase, and I don't deserve to lift your shoes in terms of acting skills."

"Lift my shoes, if you want to do it, you can do it at any time." Kujo Miki gently shook her long legs, the end of the black stockings, and the indoor shoes hung on her toes.

Seeing Toru Watanabe's dumbfounded expression, Rin Kiyono couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

Toru Watanabe himself hurriedly took the opportunity to change the topic: "Supervisor Kiyono is also very powerful, whether it is the script or the camera, he is very professional. ”

Rin Kiyono restrained her smile, neatly brushed her long hair, and put on the momentum that an overseer should have: "Thank you, but no matter how much you compliment me, I won't let you touch my shoes." ”

"Ah, does Watanabe-kun have such a fetish?" Kujo's mother asked, pretending to be confused.

“......”

Toru Watanabe pursed his lips and looked at the ceiling of the audiovisual classroom, unable to say anything.

The four of them got up and left, because they came in secretly, and they walked through the 'staff passage', and they didn't have to worry about being besieged by fans.

Out of the audio-visual classroom, I came to the colorful hallway.

"It's just so that the performance of the wind club is about to start," Toru Watanabe looked at the black and shiny dial on his wrist, "Let's go together?" ”

"I heard Mei Ji say that you are very good in oboe, I want to listen carefully." Kujo's mother said with a smile.

Toru Watanabe glanced at Mihime Kujou, who was holding her arms, and said with a smile: "Originally, I wanted to be humble in front of my elders, but since Mihime said it, then I have to be excellent." ”

Kujo's mother smiled happily and covered the corners of her mouth with her hands very ladylikely.

"Flim Flam." Kujou Miki glanced at Toru Watanabe, "If you disappoint your mother later, you will have to suffer at night." ”

“...... Advisor Kiyono, help me testify! ”

Advisor Kiyono nodded and said, "Although Watanabe-san is very bad at life, to the point of being hopeless, I have to admit that he is indeed extraordinarily good in orchestral music. ”

"Why am I so bad?"

Rin Kiyono glanced at Toru Watanabe, who was not convinced.

Are you sure you want me to say it? ’

'No thanks. Toru Watanabe's speed of admitting defeat with his eyes is also top-notch.

"It's almost time, let's go." Kujo's mother looked at her daughter with a mocking smile.

The corners of Kujou Mihime's mouth pulled out a cruel arc, and she responded with a smile: "Yes, let's go." ”

Toru Watanabe had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but now was not the time to think about it.

He led the way, and the four of them went to the fourth class of the year first—his oboe was still in the classroom.

"Watanabe-kun, what is the activity of your class?" Kujo's mother asked.

"Perform an original play."

"You must be the leading actor, right?"

"My classmates in the class recommended me to play the leading role, but I refused, I just wanted to be the leading actor for Mei Ji alone." Toru Watanabe doesn't care what happened just now, in short, he will show his loyalty first.

Kujo's mother looked at her daughter.

Kujou Miki was noncommittal and asked instead, "Original?" What kind of drama is it? ”

"Not really."

"Why?" Rin Kiyono asked.

"I've read the script, and the first sentence is, "Spring has arrived, the snow is melting, the sun is becoming a little warmer, and on the way home, I saw the cherry blossoms of the Kurome River in bud." Toru Watanabe said.

"What's the problem?" Kujo's mother wondered.

"It's spring again, it's cherry blossoms again, it's too cheesy. If it is placed between men and women, girls will probably notice the boy's bad intentions at the first time. ”

"In our time, everyone expressed their hearts to each other like this at the beginning." Kujo's mother said with a smile.

"It's outdated, it's outdated." Toru Watanabe shook his head pompously in general.

"Oh?" Kujo's mother asked curiously, "Then how did you express your heart to Mihime?" ”

“...... Nothing special. ”

Toru Watanabe's desire to speak stopped again, making Kujo's mother even more curious: "What's wrong?" Mei Ji, you say. ”

Kujou Mihime showed an expression of disinterest, and said in his mouth: "During the exam, he suddenly ran to the atrium and shouted something like 'to Kamigawa, to Yotsuya Station, to everyone, to like me the most' and so on. ”

"Hahaha." Kujou's mother couldn't help but laugh, "It's true that there is no spring and cherry blossoms!" ”

"Hey, Meiji, why did you say it! There's no need to remember it so clearly! That memory, no matter how much you temper yourself, is too shameful for Toru Watanabe.

Rin-Kiyono's soft lips moved, but she didn't speak.

In the fourth class of the year, the students in the class were busy and were making final preparations for the drama.

"What's going on! Why are there still people who don't wear makeup?! ”

"Where's the props group? Hurry up and count the props again, and there can be no omission! ”

"A few people over there! If you have nothing to do, go outside and pick up customers, don't make a mess here! ”

"Have you put up the posters?"

Toru Watanabe always felt that this was the atmosphere of a cultural festival for high school students, and the methodical approach of their Human Observation Department, which ruled out typhoons and finally exceeded the level, seemed out of place.

After looking around, I didn't find Osamu Kunii and Keisuke Saito, and I don't know if they slipped away to play, or if they were sent by girls to distribute flyers.

When he grabbed the oboe, the four of them walked in the direction of the gymnasium.

The gymnasium at Kamigawa High School is very large and is completely a full-fledged basketball court.

Rin Kiyono and Toru Watanabe go backstage to prepare.

Kujou mother and daughter sat in the newly added positions of the principal.

That old man, who usually has a slight restraint towards Kujou Mihime, saw Kujou's mother, completely showed the style of capitalist lackeys, and blatantly engaged in specialization.

People like him, if it weren't for the lackeys of the Kujo family, when Toru Watanabe became prime minister and a cabinet was formed, he would be the first to clean up.

However, from a practical point of view, if nothing else, when Toru Watanabe and Kujou Miki get married, this old man is more likely to be promoted.

While waiting for the performance, Kujo's mother and daughter talked about what had just happened.

"Watanabe-kun said in front of Rin that he only wants to be your male lead, and the two of them should just be friends."

"Friends?" Kujou Mihime looked at the clean, reflective floor of the gymnasium, "Mother, Rin Kiyono has had no friends since she was a child, why did she become friends with Watanabe." ”

"Isn't that kid Rin a liar who hates lying? Doesn't Watanabe-kun lie? ”

Kujou Miki showed a rare helpless expression: "Do you look like him?" ”

Looking at her daughter's expression, Kujo's mother laughed happily: "Then what's so special about him?" Rin became friends with him, and even Mihime you chose him as your husband. ”

"There are a lot of secrets that I'm interested in."

"There are many ways to know secrets, and there must be other reasons."

"Looks."

"Hmm-" Kujo's mother nodded approvingly, "but it's still not enough. ”

Kujou Miki retracted her gaze and looked at her mother, "Whatever reason you want, that's why I chose him." ”

"What reason do I want?" Kujo's mother looked at her daughter and deliberately teased, "The only reason I want you to choose a husband is because you like it." ”

"Then I like him." Miki Kujou looked away, and on the stage, the wind club was entering the arena one after another.

Kujo's mother also looked over and stared at Toru Watanabe, who was holding an oboe in the crowd.

Unlike the other nervous members around him, he was yawning boredly, looking like he hadn't slept at all last night.

This is a real beautiful boy who makes a girl's heart flutter with every move. What's more, according to the information she obtained, he is still very hard-working, and his talent is beyond ordinary people.

The character is also impeccable.

When I had no money, I could bear the hardships of working part-time under the sun; When you have money, you never show off, but you don't deliberately wronged yourself.

Kujo's mother feels that Toru Watanabe, a young man, has no other shortcomings other than not having the surname Kujo.

"Meiji, those things are indeed important, but it is not a big deal for us mother and daughter not to get them. Mother, I feel that the family is enough now, and what I really want is that you can be happy. ”

“...... Mother, I'm not lying. ”

Kujou's mother finally smiled sincerely, "That's good." ”

"Hello everyone, it's time for the Wind Club to play." Probably the head of the wind department, holding a microphone and saying loudly.

The stadium burst into roaring applause.

The fact that the Kamigawa High School Wind Ensemble Club has become the representative of the Kanto region and will compete in the national competition in late October has already been written on the school's official website.

It is also specifically stated in the "Kamigawa High Chinese Festival Guide" manual.

"First of all, the first song: "March to Endless Dreams". This is a song full of stories, you might as well guess what kind of story it is based on our music. ”

In the midst of the announcement, Rin Kiyono, with her long hair tied up, stepped into the command position.

By the time she raised her baton, the gymnasium was silent, and the sound of the members of the band inhaling their breath into their lungs could be faintly heard.

In the next moment, the white baton outlined graceful lines in the air, and Rin's slender fingers waved smoothly.

In line with her movements, the neat brass music passed through the walls of the gymnasium and roamed throughout Kamigawa High School.

"The second song: "Prosperous Four Seasons". The highlight of the piece is the oboe solo. At the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition and the Kanto Competition, Toru Watanabe, who served as an oboe in the headquarters, was unanimously recognized by the judges, and even a professor sent an invitation to send him to the university. ”

There was an uproar below.

The University of the Arts, the full name of Tokyo University of the Arts, is headquartered near Ueno Park in Taito-ku, Tokyo.

It is the only national university for the arts in the island country, and it is unanimously recognized as the highest institution for training artists in the island country.

"Is this true?" Kujo's mother asked.

She had heard Miki Kujo say that Toru Watanabe was excellent in the oboe, but she didn't expect it to be so good.

"I didn't hear him tell me about it."

"Do you want to surprise you?"

"I think he forgot." As soon as Kujou Miki said it casually, she guessed the truth.

"Can you forget the place where you admire him by showing your talents like this?"

"He prefers to show off his daily workout in bed."

"Really, there's no need to talk to your mother about this kind of thing."

Pause for two seconds.

"What do you mean, Watanabe-kun is very powerful?" Kujo's mother looked Toru Watanabe up and down.

“..... Mother, you don't need to know about it. ”

"I'm thinking about your happiness!"

"You're thinking too much."

While talking, the melody of "Prosperous Four Seasons" has been played, and the two have quieted down.

First of all, winter, with the cold flute as the main theme, followed by a mixture of sounds that hit like a blizzard.

Winter passes slowly, and before spring arrives, it is connected by a solo, oboe solo.

Because of the words of the head of the wind department, the audience attached great importance to the oboe, and even in the sports pipe, which could not hear any sound, they still pricked up their ears to listen.

Like a waterbrush drawing of a Western fairy tale, on the wall of a house made of red bricks, a cluster of small flowers slowly blooms.

The front end is full of green, and the white petals have to be a little yellow, giving people a gentle and pure feeling.

In the oboe, which sounded like an ocarina, everyone was so moved by the vitality of the plant that they couldn't help but hold their breath.

"This is Watanabe-kun's performance?" After the solo performance, spring has come completely, and the ensemble of flowers in full bloom asks Kujo's mother with praise.

Kujou Mihime's eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything.

She looked at the young man on the stage, a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth.