Chapter 287: Finale of the National Wind Music Competition
It's still snowing in Tokyo.

“Cold cold cold”

Chitose Yang Kui changed into slippers, opened the door of the hotel room, looked up, and saw a familiar face.

Matsumae Shinharu stood in the corridor of the hotel, looking up at the gray sky. Yang Kui Chitose could see that she was a little absent-minded, but still greeted her in the usual way.

"Morning."

"Morning, Chitose."

"Xinchun, you got up so early today just to see a little snow." Yang Kui Chitose asked, and then vaguely caught something and continued to ask, "Or are you worried about today's game? Are you worried about something?"

“We must win this national competition.”

"Yeah." Yang Kui Chitose knew that she hadn't finished speaking yet, so she continued listening.

Matsumae Shinchun withdrew his brows from the gray snowy sky, ". Mainly, I am still worried about what should I do if I don't win the championship in this national competition? The teacher will definitely not blame us, but for the teacher, the teacher's expectations are..."

Yang Kui Chitose felt that Xinchun was always like this and was easily worried.

But she didn't know what to say if she was asked to persuade or explain anything.

Because this national competition is indeed difficult.

Brother Shu said that he would resign after the national competition.

If we fail to win the gold medal this time, Brother Shu will never make up for the regret about the professor in his entire life.

"Chitose, do you think we can win this time?"

"I have to be able to do it even if I can't!"

Matsumae Shinchun smiled with relief, "That's right. What if it doesn't work?"

"No ifs!"

Yang Kui Chitose was very determined. Seeing her persistence, Matsumae Shinchun didn't want to continue talking, but directly told her what she was thinking, "Chitose, I...actually, I am a little reluctant to see the teacher give up his career."

Yang Kui Chitose opened her mouth and then closed it again.

She lowered her head and her hands subconsciously grasped her skirt.

"But Xinchun, you also know why Brother Shu chose to give up being a teacher. We have no right to say these things to him."

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How could Matsumae Shinharu not know about this?

It is precisely because of this that I feel that this national competition cannot be lost.
Once it was lost, the teacher's regret could not be made up, and the teacher also gave up his dream because of everyone.

Matsumae Shinchun felt that she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.
It's not just her, Qiansui and Jiuhuayue are the same.

"Let's do this, Xinchun. Let's talk to Xiao Jiuhua. Then we'll practice for the next two days. We'll do our best and win first place."

"Ah."

"Also, your solo in the second movement, Xinchun, must be your best!"

"Of course, definitely!"

In the remaining two days after the holiday, the Jubei Wind Orchestra is working hard towards the national competition.

Make the most of your available practice time and ignore everything else until everyone in the club is satisfied.

Then, the Japan Wind Music National Competition will finally begin today.

The address is Tokyo Takarazuka Opera House, Yurakucho, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.

In the square in front of the theater, campuses from all over the country gather here.

Even though Akai Muzi had seen similar scenes abroad, she still broke into a cold sweat for everyone. She looked at Fujii Itsuki, who was standing under the bus, explaining to the 40 or 50 students in the wind band, and listened to him cheering and encouraging everyone over and over again.

Under his cohesion, everyone finally cheered up a little.

"Do you have the confidence to win this competition?!"

"Have!"

"Efforts are not for others to see, but for yourself to see. In the end, this morning, I hope that everyone can choose a way that will not make them regret, and achieve the best results in everyone's mind! Although I am an unpromising teacher, relying on Muzi's help and everyone's cooperation all day long, I still want to say, for Jubei, for us, and for myself, come on!
"Tachibana Kita, fight!!"

Fujii Itsuki straightened his back, clenched his fists, and raised them towards the sky.

At first, the students were a second slow to react, but after seeing Fujii Itsuki's right hand raised above his head, they followed his example, standing up straight with their backs straight, taking a deep breath, and using their strongest voices, forty or fifty people simultaneously raised their right hands toward the sky.

"Tachibana Kita, fight——!"

"Oh oh oh--!"

Everyone's voice was loud and powerful, sweeping away the previous gloom and depression.

"It will be our turn in an hour. We will start the sound check now and do the final sound check practice."

"Yes!"

After saying these things, Fujii Itsuki came to Akai Muko's side.

His eyes were always fixed on the children in the wind band in front of him.
Akai Muzi, who had her arms crossed, noticed that he had been staring at her for a long time, so she raised one hand and asked with a smile:
"What's wrong? Why is this so sudden?"

Fujii Itsuki retracted his gaze, "Nothing. I just feel a little reluctant to let go. Even though we've only been together for a year."

When Akai Muzi heard this, she knew that he wanted to resign.
"Can't you leave later?"

"No, mainly because I have the last bit of conscience left."

"Ashu, if you don't have any conscience, I don't know how many people in this world have it. You are still using your salary to buy gifts for the children in the welfare home, right? It's been so long, and you still haven't bought the car you always wanted to buy."

Fujii Itsuki smiled and said, "This doesn't deny the fact that I dated my students."

"It's okay if we're not discovered, right? And you're only doing this to Xiaoyue, Xinchun and the others."

"Whether they take the initiative or I take the initiative, if I agree, the nature is the same."

Fujii Itsuki noticed that Akai Muzi seemed to be hesitant to speak, and seemed a little reluctant.

He found it kind of funny.

"What are you laughing at, Ashu-ni?"

"I just didn't expect that after all this time, Muzi, you still take my dream so seriously."

"There are always things that people want to be obsessed with in their lives, right? You are obsessed with wanting to be a teacher, and I am obsessed with wanting to see you become a teacher. Even if you give up your dream, something in my heart will be uncomfortable for a long, long time."

After chatting for a while, the one-hour preparation time was over quickly.

"Then I'll take the kids to the waiting room."

"Well, let's go."

Akai Muzi was about to go to the spectator seats, but when she turned around, she found that many classmates in the wind band were calling her "Teacher Akai" and greeting her, so she smiled and loudly said some encouraging words to everyone, and told everyone to win the gold medal!

"Then if we win the gold medal, Akai-sensei and Fujii-sensei will get married, okay?"

"Well, haha, I'll have to ask your teacher Fujii!"

After waving goodbye to her classmates, Akai Muzi entered the theater's auditorium from the staff passage and found a seat to sit down.

This is currently being performed by Osaka Higashiyama High School from Kansai.

The piece is Beethoven's Piano Concerto No. 5 in E flat major, Emperor
Just by listening to the mighty wind music, Akai Muzi frowned, knowing that this team was quite strong.

As expected, none of the schools that made it to the national competition stage were simple. Soon, the "Emperor" ended, and all the teachers and students from Osaka Higashiyama High School in Kansai were sent off the stage amid applause. The host held a word board, waited for a while, and then announced directly to the thousands of audiences:

"Please come in! Number 6! The representative from Hokkaido, from Taisho Tachibana Kita First Private College in Otaru! The fifth assignment song, "When the Wind Shines", is a free song composed by Rachmaninoff. The track is "Rachmaninoff's Second Symphony"! Conductor: Fujii Itsuki!"

The stage was bright, whether it was the euphonium, tuba, trumpet, oboe, or violin, all were radiant. These brass instruments reflected light under the stage lights, like leaping flames, brilliant and dazzling at all times.

Standing on the podium, Fujii Itsuki smiled at everyone and bowed to express his gratitude.

Akai Muzi was the first to applaud, and the audience also applauded, adding a lively atmosphere to this large yet small theater.

When Akai Muzi saw Fujii Itsuki on the stage, she felt as if she was attending a cultural festival during her high school years.
He is on the stage and I am in the audience.

In his own eyes, he is still so dazzling, still so handsome and confident.

The theme song, which was the designated piece for the competition, soon began.

Trombones roared, French horns played, and bass beat. The sound was continuous, and the melody was like the spring day in April, with flowers blooming and breezes floating. Fingers kept jumping back and forth on the pistons of the instruments. Whether it was the trumpet players Yang Kui Chitose and Jiu Huayue, or the violinist Matsumae Shinharu, everyone basically maintained a focused expression, and the light music kept going up, dancing happily.

Akai Muzi was also a little nervous, and at first she listened with her eyes closed.

But halfway through, she opened her eyes.

As it turned out, the children were all great. Their performances were exactly the same as their best performances during practice, and sometimes even better.

After the subject song, it’s the free song.

Akai Muzi couldn't help but start to care.

In the brightly lit concert hall, the stage lights focus on the podium.

Rachmaninoff's Second Symphony, known for its grand scale and profound emotion, is a rare treasure in the history of music.

As Fujii Itsuki's baton gently fell, the string section of the wind section first slowly unfolded with low and powerful notes, like the deep sea under the night, quiet but full of endless mysteries. The brass instruments then joined in, their sounding like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, penetrating the darkness, heralding the beginning of a new day, and also marking the official opening of the first movement of the symphony.

The first movement unfolds in a solemn and tense atmosphere, with broad and affectionate melody lines.

The golden glow of the trumpet held by Chitose Yang is like the stars in the sky. The dialogue between woodwind and string instruments is like the harmonious resonance of nature, while the magnificent embellishment of brass instruments adds richer colors and emotional depth to the entire movement.

Entering the second movement, the musical style becomes gentle and lyrical.

Fujii Itsuki also looked at Matsumae Shinharu at this time. She closed her eyes and put the violin on her left shoulder. She had practiced the solo part countless times, playing a continuous and smooth tune with the bow in her hand. Jiuhuayue echoed with a loud performance, and the clarinet of the woodwind group overlapped with the trumpet with a mellow tone.

At this time, the song was only half an hour in.

The third movement is a more lively or humorous chapter, where Rachmaninov shows his exquisite control of rhythm and dynamics. The clever coordination between the various parts of the orchestra makes the whole movement full of vitality and dynamics.

This is also where cooperation between bands is most important.

When Akai Muzi heard this, her heart was in her throat.

But the musical notes that enter my ears are continuous, uninterrupted, and without any impurities.

The so-called happiness is that we can meet in this world.

There are disputes, quarrels, misunderstandings, and of course, friendship, persistence in joint efforts, and the hardships of everyone walking together and working hard to overcome difficulties!
But we are always together. In this difficult year, we are always together.

No matter whether you feel lonely, tired or lost, put everything into the memories of "youth"!
Let’s work together on the national stage and give it our all!
For yourself! Leave a youthful color that belongs only to you and me!
Entering the fourth movement, Chitose Yang Aoi played with all her might, Jiuhuayue frowned, and Shinharu Matsumae's violin was full of passion.

Woodwind group, string group, wind group, percussion group... everyone was there, playing this magnificent, almost tragic music, which brought the entire performance to a climax!

The fourth movement of the second symphony is not only a profound exploration of the meaning of life, but also a profound reflection on the vastness of the universe and the impermanence of life. The grandeur of the strings and the magnificence of the brass together create a shocking power, making people feel the greatness and insignificance of life, as well as the courage and persistence in the face of the unknown.

As the last note fell, the entire concert hall fell into a brief silence, followed by thunderous applause and cheers.

This performance of Rachmaninoff's Second Symphony is not only an auditory enjoyment, but also a spiritual cleansing. It seems that every audience member can find their own touch and enlightenment in this performance, in the brilliance of the sweat and hard work of this group of young students.

The foreheads of the forty-five students on the field were all stained with golden beads of sweat.

Fujii Itsuki led all the teachers and students to bend down at the podium.

Akai Muzi laughed and joined the applause of the entire theater, offering encouragement to these brave children.

She felt that it was worth it to be able to come here and complete this one-hour long performance.

Ashu should understand this too, right?

The fact that everyone was able to achieve such a performance and to do their best to express themselves, from a small club that had been declining in a small city for nearly a decade to the stage of a national competition, is already the most perfect memory.

Soon after, the host walked forward with a microphone in hand, a smile on his face, and steady steps.

His voice was clearly transmitted throughout the concert hall through the sound system, with a hint of excitement and respect:

"On this night full of emotion and shock, we witnessed the power of music and the collision of youth and dreams. First, No. 1, Kanto representative, Tokyo Metropolitan Mikiho High School, bronze medal!"

A faint sigh came from the dimly lit audience. The Jubei band was number six, and after five places, one gold, one silver and three bronze medals, it was soon their turn.

In the audience, some put their hands together and prayed, while others stared at the stage. The theater suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were focused on the host, looking forward to the honor that would be announced next.

The host took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "No. 6, representative of Hokkaido, Taisho Tachibana First High School"

Here, the host smiled and deliberately kept the audience in suspense.

The students of the Jubei Wind Band were so angry that their throats were raised to the top of their lungs, and many of them secretly cursed the host for being immoral.

"No. 6, representative of Hokkaido, gold medal of Taisho Tachibana Kita First High School!"

Before he finished speaking, the entire theater erupted in deafening cheers. Almost at the same time, the teachers and students of Jubei Middle School jumped up from their seats, waving their arms, their faces filled with unspeakable joy and pride. Their cheers, like waves, one after another, seemed to blow the roof of the entire theater off.

"We did it! We really did it!"

"Chi, Chitose!!"

Chitose Yangkui hugged Rinka Hiiragi directly, tears flashing in her eyes. That was the joy gained after hard work and persistence, and the best proof of self-transcendence.

Fujii Itsuki stood behind the scenes, looking at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with emotion and relief.

He patted the baton in his hand gently and watched the representatives of the Tachibana Kita Wind Ensemble, the leader Aoyama Shoko, as well as Kokoro, Chitose, Satsuki, Jujube, and several important figures from the club go on stage to receive the award.

Akai Muzi's smile became even brighter. She clapped her hands vigorously, her eyes full of pride.

She turned her head and looked at Fujii Itsuki, their eyes met, as if asking him how he felt.

Fujii Itsuki looked at the stage again and found that Kokoharu, Chitose and Satsuki, the three girls, were holding hands and finding their seats at the same time amid cheers.

Their eyes were the same as Muzi's, asking him what it felt like to see his students standing on the highest stage in the country for him.
feel?

Fujii Itsuki closed his eyes and smiled.

He finally understood at this time.

How would the professor feel if he saw himself reaching the top of the country for her?

It is difficult to say, but it is also simple to say.

Happy, relieved, satisfied, and proud of their efforts and sweat.

I’m proud of everyone’s calloused fingers from practice!
Fujii Itsuki smiled, and then, under the gaze of several people, he applauded them.

His eyes were gentle and firm, as if telling each of them: All this is just the beginning, there will be more miracles waiting for them to create in the future! The teacher is indeed proud of you, thank you for everything you have done for me, thank you!

On the stage, Yang Kui, Chitose, Matsumae, Shinharu and Kazuki looked at each other, holding hands, and their eyes and hearts were full of satisfaction.

Then, amid thunderous applause and cheers, the teachers and students of Jubei High School all slowly walked onto the stage to accept the honor that belonged to them.

The golden trophy sparkled under the light, reflecting the most sincere smiles on their faces.

There was a "click".

A reporter took a picture of this moment. At this moment, all the efforts and persistence turned into the most precious memory. This memory will be engraved in their hearts forever with this photo and become the brightest star in their life journey!
(End of this chapter)