"That's it. Can you ask Kosaka-san to sign your name for me?" the boy said a little embarrassedly.

"Wow!" Ye Yue on the side made an incredible voice.

Kumiko and Rina were also surprised, they actually...wanted an autograph?

"Are you sure you don't want an email address and a line?" Lu Hui asked angrily for some reason.

The boy was startled and quickly denied: "No, no, no, I just want an autograph. Um, Kosaka-kun, can you sign it for me? I think you will become an amazing world-class trumpet player in the future.

Home!"

Rina was shy for the first time and blushed: "It's okay. My level is very good for high school students, but I'm still far from a professional performer."

Is this humility or pride? The boy in front of me may also have this question.

But Kumiko knew that Reina was never modest or proud on the trumpet.

What Rina said is true. She is really, really strong among high school students. She even snatched the solo qualification from her third-year senior!

"You are very powerful now, and you will be even more powerful in the future. I want to get your first autograph no matter what! So, can you please give me your autograph now?" The boy looked sincere.

The first fan.

Rina was a little embarrassed and shy. She glanced at the stage: "I'm about to go on stage, and I didn't bring a pen."

"As for the pen, I have it here." The boy took out a black pen and booklet from his school uniform suit pants.

The booklet is in the style of English word cards that Kumiko usually uses.

As expected of a student who has been admitted to the Imperial University, even if he goes out to perform, he will carry word cards with him.

However, why does the sentence written by this boy look so strange, even with an upside-down "?"? Is it because he doesn't understand the meaning of the sentence?

Lina thought for a while: "Okay."

She shyly took the boy's pen and word card, and wrote her name on the word card in an orderly manner, as if writing her name in a test.

"Thank you so much!" The boy even bowed.

Kumiko could feel that he was really happy.

"No, it's nothing." After Rina returned the pen and word card to the boy, she shyly tucked her hair behind her ears.

After the boy got the signature, he measured it carefully and sighed helplessly after a while.

"Is there a problem?" Rina asked a little nervously.

It's not because the boy is handsome, but because he is afraid that his handwriting will disappoint his fans.

"No, it's okay." After saying that, the boy hesitated and seemed to have something to say.

"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Kumiko said with a smile, "As a close friend of the future world-class trumpet player, I agree to your request on her behalf."

"Kumiko!" Rina pulled down Kumiko's clothes dissatisfied and shyly.

"This matter, well, is a bit hard to talk about. Actually, I..."

"What are you doing here?"

Before the boy finished his hesitant words, a cold and sweet voice interrupted him.

Kumiko looked over and noticed that at some point, an equally handsome young man came to them.

All the eyes of everyone backstage were focused here, and the girls all had rosy faces.

At this time, they are not the proud ones who have stood out from 3,792 high schools across the country and can participate in the national competition, they are just ordinary star-chasers.

Kumiko looked carefully and realized that the second "beautiful boy" was not a boy, but actually the girl from Kamikawa High School who caused a sensation just now!

Why are you dressed like this all of a sudden?

‘Kamikawa’s new advisor is a first-year student at Kamikawa’, Lu Hui’s words suddenly flashed through her mind.

Could it be that this ridiculously beautiful girl in front of me is Kamikawa’s new advisor?

The world is too unfair.

A good-looking person with superhuman talents, how can she continue to work hard!

"It's nothing." The boy's words interrupted Kumiko's random thoughts.

The "fake beautiful boy" took a deep look at the "real beautiful boy" and turned to them and said, "I'm sorry to disturb you."

"No, no, no, no interruption." Kumiko said quickly.

Rina also nodded, indicating that it was okay.

"Excuse me!" Lu Hui suddenly said loudly, "Are you Kamikawa's new consultant?"

The "fake beautiful boy" was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Why are you so outstanding? In the first grade, you can lead a school that has never even entered the Kanto competition to enter the national competition. You are even favored by the judges and become a seed team?" Lu Hui has already turned into a groupie and reporter.

"Practice more, memorize music more, and choose appropriate theme songs and free songs."

"Fake·Beautiful Boy"'s answer has no special characteristics. Anyone who knows orchestral music will basically know this.

"It's almost time, let's go back and get ready." "True Beautiful Boy" raised his hand and glanced at the dial on his wrist.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Kumiko felt that he was a little eager to end the topic.

What's wrong? Are you worried that your classmates at the same school will find out that you are a fan of a female high school student? Are you shy because of that?

Quite cute.

"Please wait a moment, I have a question to ask you." This time it was Rina who spoke.

"Please tell me." The "fake beautiful boy" crossed his arms and nodded, like a young lady.

As expected of a Tokyo high school student, his aura is different.

"No, Qingye-san, time..."

The "fake beautiful boy" glanced sideways, and the "real beautiful boy" closed his mouth unwillingly.

"It's so cute! What a weak boy!" Kumiko once again praised this "really beautiful boy" who is about fifteen centimeters taller than her.

Rina tidied up her words a little and asked: "What musical instrument are you in charge of?"

"small."

"small?"

"yes."

"Then how is your trumpet level?"

"Wait a minute, Kousaka-san," "True Beautiful Boy" said again, "I respect our consultant very much. It doesn't matter whether the trumpet is strong or weak, right?"

"Very strong." The "fake beautiful boy" seemed not to have heard what the "real beautiful boy" said.

"Have you ever participated in a wind music competition in junior high school?" Rina continued to ask.

"That's not true. I have only studied with private teachers. Although she has passed away, you may have heard of the French female trumpet player: Joan Hinde."

"Is it really Joan?!"

Rina's expression was very surprised, which Kumiko had never seen before. She couldn't help but ask: "Is this Joan very powerful?"

"Of course!" Rina turned her head suddenly, and her hair hit Kumiko's face.

It hurts...but it smells so good! Nothing matters now, Jo!

"As a teenager, Joan gave legendary performances on the BBC's Pop Box and during that time she was the only female trumpeter in the world to broadcast Haydn's famous Trumpet Concerto

.Moreover, she also became the conductor of the brass band at a very young age!"

"BBC? Broadcasting Haydn?" Hazuki asked doubtfully.

"Broadcasting Haydn is...I'll explain it to you later!" Rina turned her head again and looked at the "fake beautiful boy" eagerly, "I have several Joan's vinyl records at home. Not long ago

I was very sad when she passed away!"

"Thank you." "Fake Beautiful Boy" nodded, "Teacher Joan was my entry-level trumpet teacher. I was very sad about her passing, but she was very peaceful when she passed away."

"Why have I never heard of this kind of thing?" "True Beautiful Boy" said.

"Should I also tell you when my grandfather died?"

"Please grief."

The "fake beautiful boy" rolled his eyes at the "real beautiful boy" who lowered his eyes and admitted defeat.

Seeing the interaction between the two in front of him, Lu Hui's eyes shone with excitement: "Xiao Lu guesses that you two must be a couple!"

"That's right." "True Beautiful Boy" nodded with approval.

"Shut up."

"Sorry, I have a problem with my attitude."

Kumiko felt that the "true beautiful boy"'s words of apology were too skillful, right? It was as if he had already prepared them.

"As you can see," the "fake beautiful boy" rubbed his eyebrows: "I don't know what this guy just said to you, but you'd better not believe a word of his words."
To be continued...