I Loaded the Love Game

"Students from Kita Uji, please come and gather here!"

The minister and deputy minister stood before the members of Kita Uji as usual.

The two of them took the trophies and certificates they had just arrived, comforting the lost, looking back on the years of hard work, and explaining to the next cadres of the flute club

Kumiko really didn't want to listen anymore, and if this continued, she struggled to hold back the tears, and she was about to shed.

She turned to look at her classmates who have worked so hard together so far: the third-grade senior girl was crying, Rena, who was crying and crying just now, has adjusted her mood, and the lively Luhui is downcast.

"We have done our best, but others are better. Finally"

Finally, I wanted to listen carefully for a while, but when the word ‘last’ came out of the lips of the third-grade elder sister, Kumiko turned her face away again.

I always feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

Is this over? Can't you work hard with the elder sisters anymore? Can time return to summer? I will definitely work hard.

No, you can't let the emotions spread like this anymore.

Kumiko took a deep breath and suppressed the burning sensation in her throat, making the world in her eyes a little blurred.

Blinking vigorously, squeezing away the tears that were in the way, Kumiko suddenly noticed that Watanabe Toru was standing quietly by the side, looking like she was waiting for her.

"Everyone, please move on to the bus. Teacher Taki will tell you the judges' evaluations on the bus. After you go back, you must carry out targeted exercises in the first and second grades."

After the third-grade elder sister gave the final ministerial order, Kumiko walked up quickly: "Senior sister, I have a friend, just say a few words to return to the car."

"It's okay, go." The senior sister replied in an unmotivated voice.

Kumiko nodded, and walked quickly toward Watanabe, afraid that if he talked more to Senpai, tears would fall.

"are you looking for me?"

"Wait a minute." Watanabe turned the notebook page by page.

Kumiko looked at it, and there were only a few pages left, and waited for him patiently.

The spectators walking around, the students from other schools, all looked at this side with marvelous eyes.

Kumiko took a step back a little later.

Standing with Toru Watanabe, who can play such an oboe sound, she can't help but feel jealous and self-confidence in her heart.

She remembered the scene in the concert hall just now, where judges from various famous music universities scrambled to let Toru Watanabe go to their school.

"Okay, I'm sorry." Watanabe Toru closed his notebook and looked at the girl in a trance in front of him, "How do you feel?"

"Not reconciled." Kumiko complained and said, "It sounds good, what kind of person is the same, but you are the gold medal, and I am the bronze medal."

"Hahaha."

"dare you laugh!"

"Sorry, sorry."

"What can you do with me? You didn't come to show off on purpose?"

Watanabe said in disbelief, "Am I such a person in your eyes?"

"Isn't it?" Kumiko replied fiercely.

I don't know why, obviously he will pretend to be a good boy in front of everyone, but facing Toru Watanabe, he can't help but expose his little temper.

"You misunderstood me too deeply. I'm not a little man who likes to show off. I can't make a arrogance in front of women and losers. What I want is the world to bow my head in front of me."

"Can I beat you?"

"Yes." Watanabe nodded, seeing Kumiko really raise his hand, he said again, "But I will fight back."

Kumiko gave him a blank look, then withdrew the hand that frightened him: "What is the matter with you looking for me?"

"This is for you." Watanabe Toru handed over the notebook.

This is the one-month sign-in reward for Mai Tomorrow yesterday, a note about Euphonium.

He couldn't understand how useful it was.

Originally intending to give it to Asuna Mai, but Kumiko unexpectedly made him like a friend in the sense that he decided to give it to her temporarily.

As for the Mai-senpai, he has memorized the notes just now and will write a copy by himself.

Mai-senpai should be happier than the one sent by the system.

Kumiko turned two pages casually, and couldn't help but be surprised: "This is?"

"I asked for the euphonium senpai." Watanabe said, "Is it useful?"

"Useful, so useful! Music theory, sight singing, ear training, lips and breath control requirements, emotional expression" Kumiko raised her head excitedly, "Can this really be given to me? Will that senior sister be angry? This It should be a treasure she cherishes very much!"

"Of course I will be angry."

"Forget it, then." Kumiko touched the notebook reluctantly.

"But it's okay to be angry. I won't hide it from you. Senior sister is one of my girlfriends.

"what?"

Watanabe leaned closer and said to the silly Kumiko: "Our school is in the music club. I have two current girlfriends and one ex-girlfriend."

Kumiko took three steps back, hugged the notebook in her arms, and looked at him warily.

Toru Watanabe desperately held back his smile, and said to himself: "Notes are not for you in vain. As a condition, you must also become one of my girlfriends."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Think carefully. With this notebook, next year you can play as a solo for the Euphonium, lead Kita Uji into the national competition, and become a special person with your beloved Rena."

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Kumiko shook her head quickly: "No way, no way, no way! Nothing to say!"

She handed the notebook over: "This, give it back to you!"

"It's a pity, you could have been my first girlfriend in Kyoto." Watanabe Toru reached out his hand to catch the notebook, but without effort, there was no way to get it out of the girl's hand.

Seeing Kumiko’s reluctant expression, Watanabe said helplessly: "I really can’t help you. This way, I will become your first boyfriend in Tokyo. In other words, you must be more comfortable in your heart? Can you accept it? Right?"

"would not!"

Toru Watanabe finally couldn't help it, and laughed.

When he laughed just now, Kumiko was still immersed in the loss of the game, but because of the shamelessness of Toru Watanabe and the power of the notebook, she temporarily left the loss aside, so she was recruited.

She looked at Watanabe silly, until she remembered that Watanabe had several girlfriends, she suddenly recovered and shook her head vigorously.

"No way, no way! Nothing to talk about!"

"You say that, it's too shocking, my heart is true."

"Hit people? You should reflect on yourself!"

"Hahaha, are you taking it seriously?"

"Huh?" Kumiko blinked, "Are you lying to me again?!"

"What you said before the game is true. I really think you and I are the same kind of people, but I was really joking just now."

"Really?" Kumiko doubted unbelievably.

"If I can, I still want to be as dedicated as possible."

"Then this notebook?"

"Of course it is for you. I want you to be my girlfriend in many ways, why use threats."

Kumiko hugged the notebook happily, and snorted after hearing Watanabe's words: "Are you quite confident? But I don't think so, I only like Rena."

"That's it." Watanabe murmured softly, with a small smile on his lips.

"That's why I won't promise you so easily!" Kumiko joked in cooperation.

"Okay, let's not say, I'm leaving." Watanabe Toru put away his smile, "In the future, you may not get satisfactory results like today, and you are unwilling to die, but please remember to trust you. Own, you will do whatever you want."

"I'm not you, I don't have that kind of talent." The voice of the answer was hoarse, which surprised Kumiko herself.

Does Watanabe's comforting words make her so touched?

"I told you." Watanabe reached out and patted the girl's shoulder in front of him, frail, "You and I are the same kind of person."

"Want to lie to me again." Kumiko ignored his hand, staring at the note in her hand.

"Kumiko."

"What?" Kumiko responded softly.

"One of the things I enjoy playing the oboe is that I met your friend. If I went to Kyoto, then we would get along very happily. Maybe Rina would not be as good as me."

"would not."

"That's right, if I went to Kyoto, I wouldn't be in the wind club at all." Watanabe Toru raised his wrist and looked at the time on the dial, "I'm leaving, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Kumiko watched Watanabe Toru turn around and leave, watching him disappear into the crowd.

After clearing up his emotions, Kumiko returned to Kita Uji's bus.

There was low air pressure in the car, and everyone was still immersed in regret and unwillingness to fail.

Only Kumiko's mood was completely different from just now.

Feeling everyone's negative emotions and the touch of the notebook in her hand, she couldn't wait to go back to practice and then immediately go to the next national competition.

Back to the seat, Reina leaned her head against the car window, her eyes blank, and her long black hair that was usually enviable had lost her luster.

Kumiko sat down on the seat, her legs stretched straight, stretched out a big lazy waist, and the shoes on her feet fell off again.

"It's so tired today," she said.

Rena made a soft ‘um’, her eyes still staring at somewhere blankly.

"Guess what Watanabe asked me just now?"

"Ok."

"He confessed to me and asked me to be his girlfriend. He said that since the first time he saw me, he would dream of me every day. Without me, this person is really unbearable. He thought he was handsome and said two things. It sounds nice, all girls will like him."

"What?" Rena raised her head and looked at Kumiko as if she didn't react.

Kumiko rubbed her shoulders and sighed comfortably: "He also persuaded me to go to Tokyo, giving me 10,000 yen in pocket money every month, and taking me to the national gold."

"How dare that guy?!" Rena gritted her teeth, her hands clenched into small fists.

"But I refused. I said I only like Rena and want to be with Rena forever."

"Kumiko" Rena's eyes flickered.

She stretched out her hands and held Kumiko's cheeks, her eyes dazzling, her tone of voice assured: "In the coming year, I will not let you down."

"Yeah." Kumiko replied softly, "I will also cheer up together."

Feeling Rena's hands becoming hot again, Kumiko suddenly reacted: Isn't what she did now and what Watanabe Toru did just now is the same thing?

Talking nonsense is just to let the person in front of you get out of the frustration.

‘So we really are the same kind of people? Kumiko looked out the window, trying to find the school bus with the crow printed on it.

Before the next meeting, I always feel a little lonely. For the first time in my life, I have such emotions.

******

"If you can become your captive."

"This summer will definitely become more fulfilling."

"Even if you can't go back in time, don't forget it!"

On the school bus of Kamikawa High School, Yuzao is so beautiful, holding the car microphone in his hand, dancing youthful and lively dance steps, and occasionally gestures a scissor hand in front of his eyes and sings.

The small table in the big bar was put down, and it was piled with a variety of snacks and drinks.

For the rest, some ate snacks, some hummed softly to the beat, and occasionally heard a strange cry from a certain boy, followed by laughter and curses from a girl.

After Yuzao sang so beautifully, a beautiful face turned ruddy, and he couldn't tell whether he was excited or tired of singing.

After she got down, a couple was pushed up, and the philanthropist forced them to light a love song.

Every time the two of them sang the first sentence, there was a joke from below.

"Love each other! Sweet!"

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

The boy turned his head with enthusiasm and kissed him.

"Oh"

The school bus drove them towards Tokyo while laughing all the way.

On October 27th, shortly after the mock exam was over, the atmosphere in the classroom of Class 4 was relaxed.

"Watanabe, look at it, the short film you made at the Cultural Festival has also been posted on the Internet. Now the YouTube broadcast volume has exceeded one million!"

"More than that, the super long shots at the sports festival also have more than 900,000 views!"

"Too fierce, so fierce, you should just make your debut on the tubing and be the master of the tubing!"

"Fart, on Watanabe's terms, it's okay to be an artist directly!"

During the lunch break, Kunai Xiu and Saito Keisuke frantically swiped their phones.

After the national competition, Toru Watanabe suddenly became popular. Various news about him can be seen everywhere on Twitter, YouTube, forums, etc. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

For example, on the trend of Twitter, topics such as,,,, etc. dominate the rankings.

"Why are you not excited at all?"

"What's so exciting, I'm not interested in being famous at all." Watanabe Toru's voice sounded very leisurely.

The classroom windows were open, the curtains were swaying in the wind, and he was immersed in the Euphonium notebook.

Seeing that Toru Watanabe was not interested in talking to each other, Kunii Shu and Keisuke Saito ignored him and kept reviewing the comments. When they saw something interesting, they read them out and shared them with each other.

‘I’m so handsome! ! ! ’

‘Oni-chan, I’m waiting for you in the university! ’

‘Just married! Let me see it sooner! ’

'Sisters in the front row should not just look at their beauty. Popularize science: I am a fourth-year student, majoring in string music. Today, the professor directly played a thorough game video in class, and asked us to write a paper, although writing a paper is very It's hard work, but when I think of being able to spend my homework time staring at it thoroughly, it doesn't matter what the paper is.'

"Why are all girls' comments? It's disgusting!"

"Look at this one, there's someone scolding Watanabe here!"

"Where?"

"I was interviewed at Watanabe and said that my target was the Prime Minister, and all the following were cursing."

"Hahaha, I saw it, here is one article: ‘If he is really elected one day, it will be a tragedy for the entire island nation, because the so-called election is reduced to a beauty contest’."

‘Anyway, I won’t vote for this kind of people. I don’t have the humble style of islanders at all. ’

‘I want to be prime minister at such a young age. I’m a guy who breaks down from the ground up. Like the politicians now, he’s all bastards. ’

‘It’s still too young to be born in a political family, and it will never be possible to become prime minister. ’

‘I watched it around and it was all cursing, even though I’m not

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