111. Wind Music Competition Ending 2(2/2)
"On the 12th, Chiba Prefecture representative Inage High School, bronze medal."
In the distance, a group of people wearing black Western-style school uniforms sighed in despair.
At this time, no one cares about them, everyone is too busy taking care of themselves.
Watanabe Toru glanced at Kiyono Rin. She had her arms folded and her charming face had no expression, but her eyes were fixed on the emcee.
Noticing his gaze, Qingye Rin looked over.
‘What are you looking at?’ she asked with her eyes.
"Nothing." Toru Watanabe shrugged.
Qingye Rin looked at him with his hands in his pockets and a relaxed look on his face. He snorted and slightly loosened his clenched hands.
"On the 13th, Tokyo representative Komazawa High School, gold medal!"
Excited cheers came from the front, and everyone hurriedly cast envious eyes at them, and then continued to wait for their own results.
"On the 14th, Kanagawa Prefecture representative Hanakai High School Girls won the gold medal!"
Two golds in a row.
Watanabe Toru looked into the distance and saw Ayako Honma grabbing the shoulder of a girl next to her and shaking her vigorously. Then she jumped up and down, giving a victory sign to her side.
The smile on her face was like the morning glory growing on the cow dung in the village, and Toru Watanabe didn't bother to look at her.
"On the 15th..."
The emcee read out the results of the competition at the same speed, regardless of whether he was happy or sad.
One after another, soon we arrived at the 21st.
"On the 21st, Tokyo Metropolitan Representative Katakura High School, gold medal!"
There are already two gold medal schools in Tokyo, and the next one is the last one in Tokyo, which is also Kamikawa High School.
Tamamo Haomi held on to the hem of her skirt tightly. The pleated skirt she usually cared about so much had already formed ugly wrinkles.
Ichimukui was so nervous that her chest hurt, and the sound of her heart beating seemed to come from her throat.
The master of ceremonies still looked businesslike, glanced at the list, slowly raised his eyes, and announced into the microphone:
"On the 22nd, Tokyo representative Kamikawa High School, gold medal!"
"Ah——" the atmosphere suddenly exploded.
"Great! Great!"
"Gold Medal! Senior Sister! It's the Gold Medal!"
"Don't be excited! Don't be excited! Huh, huh, we still have to go to the national competition, we still have to go to the national competition!"
Because of the close distance, Toru Watanabe felt that there were screams and cheers from all directions.
Glancing at Qingye Rin, she found that she, like him, didn't feel much, and was still waiting for the emcee to announce the promotion spots.
On the stage, Misaki Komatsu raised the corners of her mouth and pursed her lips into a thin line because she was suppressing a smile. Next to her, Mai Asuka remained expressionless.
Amid the noise, I could vaguely hear No. 23, Kasukabe Kyoei High School in Saitama Prefecture winning the silver medal.
After all the results were announced, the venue exploded.
Schools that did not win the gold award were naturally disappointed and wanted to close themselves off. For schools that won the gold award, the next step was the highlight.
The air in the concert hall is even hotter.
Schools that have won gold medals have a deeper yearning for higher honors.
"Hey, next, we will announce the schools that can participate in the national competition."
The emcee pushed up his reading glasses that slid down slightly.
"The first school, No. 13, Tokyo Metropolitan Representative, Komazawa High School."
There were piercing screams in the venue. The girls from Komazawa High School hugged each other, and the boys pushed each other with domineering expressions, not hiding their joy.
"The second school, No. 21, Tokyo Metropolitan Representative, Katakura High School."
In the cheers, Toru Watanabe looked at the flower blooming high on the 14th.
Ayako Honma...well, the morning glory has withered, just like when she stepped on cow dung in elementary school and cried on the table all morning.
'What did you have for lunch that day? Curry?' Toru Watanabe thought absentmindedly.
"The last one!"
"The other two schools in Tokyo have all entered the national competition. What should we do if we didn't? It's so embarrassing!"
"So nervous, so nervous!"
Qingye Rin took a deep breath and smiled cheerfully: "It's us already."
"Eh?" Everyone looked at her in confusion.
"I'm really impressed by you." Toru Watanabe looked disgusted, "There are two high schools left, but we are the only ones with the gold medal."
"We... have entered the national competition?"
Before anyone could react, the emcee had already announced the name of the last school.
"The last is the third school and the last spot: No. 22, Tokyo representative, Kamikawa High School!"
"Long live!!!"
"Representatives from Kanto! We are representatives from Kanto! Ah——"
Screams echoed throughout the concert hall.
The emcee seemed to be still saying something, but the cheers were too loud to hear clearly.
Watanabe Toru looked at Kiyono Rin.
Qingye Rin smiled brightly, and he also laughed.
"Kyono-kun, we have entered the national competition!" Tamamo Haomi cheered and rushed towards Kiyono Rin.
Rin Kiyono was at a loss for a moment and kept pushing her away: "Tamamo-san, it's too close, it's very hot."
Tamamo was so beautiful and she hugged her regardless and kept shouting "It's great! It's great!"
Misaki Komatsu and Mai Asuka received the trophies and certificates on the stage, and everyone at Kamikawa High School gave them applause that seemed like they were going to break their hands.
Standing under the light, Misaki Komatsu kept wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes and tried to look serious.
The dazzling Mai Asuka still had no expression on her face, her skin was bloodless and white and translucent, making her look somewhat unreal.
But when Toru Watanabe looked over and their eyes merged, a smile slowly bloomed on her face, giving her a faint blush.
After the award ceremony was over, everyone took photos together and took the bus back to school.
The atmosphere was very lively, everyone was talking and laughing, trophies and certificates were passed around, and the sound of taking photos never stopped.
"Hey, I saw someone on the forum said that Kyoto Tachibana only won the silver medal in the Kansai Competition this year."
"Kyoto oranges? Oranges?"
"What? It's a high school in Kyoto with a very strong music department. It's what most people call a traditional strong school. Because it often wears orange uniforms during performances, it's even nicknamed the "Orange Devil."
"'Orange Devil'? So awesome? Then why did you only get the silver medal? Did you change consultants?"
"I don't know, I don't know much about Kyoto."
Kiyono Rin, who was listening to their chat, explained: "Kyoto Tachibana has always been able to compete for the national gold medal in the marching competition, but he was quite satisfactory in the sitting competition. It is not surprising that he did not enter the national competition."
"What, you've already started studying your opponents for the national competition?" Toru Watanabe asked.
"Of course." Qingye Rin suddenly frowned and looked at Watanabe Toru's joking eyes, "What kind of expression do you have? It makes me very unhappy."
"No, it's nothing."
"Lies. Tell the truth."
"I just thought of a funny thing, it's nothing."
"Hey, Kitauji? Which school is this? Have you heard of it?"
"No."
"What's wrong with the name I've never heard of at all?"
"He is one of the representatives from Kansai. I heard that he performed a miraculous performance in the competition."
"Miracles? Nothing to be afraid of." Toru Watanabe put down his cell phone and ended the chat with Ayako Honma, who was complaining.
"I heard their oboe solos are very good."
Watanabe Toru smiled "haha". After meeting Aphrodite on the second morning of training, he was already a master.
"Wow!" A boy stood up with a bang, "Their trumpet solo was so beautiful."
"Let me see." The girls looked at her with disgust, including Toru Watanabe, so the boys gathered around.
Chapter completed!