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"Now, the ninth one."
Chapter 245, Section 244: The Secret with the Girl No Longer Exists (4K)
After finishing the teaching research meeting in Kitahara Hakuba, the next stop is to take the train to Nakameguro Station, and then walk a bit to Tokyo University of Music.
On the way, he saw a girl wearing a plaid skirt, who looked to be only about the age of a middle school student, sitting on a park bench playing the guitar.
"A chord FG, wow, it's amazing everyone can understand it."
It seemed she had practiced for a long time but made no progress, leading to a loss of confidence. She then started standing up and randomly playing and singing.
He played terribly; none of the chords were correct.
Kitahara Hakuba, who is extremely sensitive to music, couldn't stand it any longer and went over to give some pointers.
Under the girl's somewhat blank gaze, he actually managed to play the most basic chords.
"He really learned it! Is this what a Tokyo genius is all about?!"
"No, my skill level is nothing in Tokyo."
Kitahara Hakuba wanted to pat her head as encouragement, but she quickly dodged away.
"Little friend, you need to practice this guitar more. You're still young and have plenty of time."
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The girl took a deep breath, then lowered her shoulders as if giving up, and said, "Yes, thank you, Uncle."
As she was leaving, she raised both hands towards Kitahara Hakuma, brazenly raised her middle finger, and tilted her head with a smile:
"Thank you so much for your guidance!"
1
Why treat him like this? Is it because I haven't taught him well enough?
As the tram swayed, amidst confusion, Kitahara Hakuba arrived at Nakameguro Station.
If we're talking about "disease diversification," then Okubo in Shinjuku Ward is definitely the place to go. I've been to Kitahara Hakuba, and the streets are full of economic exchange activities. Some hospitals even boldly display signs saying "No Haruhi Suzumiya!"
But when it comes to music and artistic atmosphere, Nakameguro is definitely the place to go.
Upon arriving at the Daikanyama campus of Tokyo University of Music, the glass curtain wall of the iconic main building reflects soft light.
After explaining my reservation and name to the staff, I received a visitor's card, the day's itinerary, and information about the location of the lectures by renowned experts.
On the first floor, he encountered Nagase Tsukiyo and her two companions who were already waiting for him, each wearing a yellow visitor badge around their neck.
"Sorry I'm late." Kitahara Hakuba stepped forward. "Did you have anything to see?"
“Yes! Because I wanted to wait for Kitahara-sensei to arrive, I only looked at the classrooms so far,” Nagase Tsukiyo said with a smile.
She seemed very satisfied with the environment; there was a focused and enthusiastic atmosphere in the air, especially since the classrooms were equipped with high-quality musical instruments and soundproofing facilities.
Kitahara Hakuba glanced at the timetable in his hand and said, "At this hour, how about we go eat first?"
None of the three raised any objections.
Upon arriving at the cafeteria, you need to purchase a 500-yuan common meal voucher, which is valid for one day only and expires on the day of purchase.
Kitahara Hakuba bought a cheese chicken leg and salad, along with a bowl of miso. As always, Eri had no opinions of her own and ate the same food as him, while Nagase and Saito ate according to their own preferences.
During the meal, people kept casting glances at the four of them.
They are all so beautiful, each radiating a unique charm that is dazzling.
They wanted to mentally criticize the boy sitting next to them, but they found him to be handsome and refined, with every move he made exuding a captivating charm.
Judging solely from its appearance, the students and visitors dining in the cafeteria are utterly outclassed.
"Do any of you three have any plans for this afternoon?" Kitahara Hakuba asked.
Because many different teachers offer classes taught by renowned professors, you need to make your own choices; you can't expect a professor to slow down your schedule just for you.
Nagase Tsukiyo pursed her cherry-colored lips with her small tongue and said:
"What do you think we should do first, Kitahara-sensei?"
"Since it's an instrumental music entrance exam, let's go to the third floor first."
Kitahara Hakuba's gaze swept over the three women's faces, then he looked down at the glistening rice in his bowl and said...
"You are in the department specializing in percussion instruments, so you should be in the same classroom. I won't go with you."
After a moment of silence, Nagase Tsukiyo asked curiously:
"why?"
Kitahara Hakuba scratched his cheek somewhat awkwardly and said:
"I've come all this way, and I actually have a selfish reason for wanting to attend a lecture by a teacher specializing in composition and music theory."
His meaning was clear: he couldn't go with the three girls to listen because he also needed to improve himself.
All three of them suddenly fell silent.
Okay
This is actually quite normal; everyone has a thirst for knowledge.
But for Nagase Tsukiyo, Kitahara-sensei is already omnipotent. What else does he need to improve?
After a quick lunch, we went up to the second floor, where all the exhibits were professional introductions to vocal music.
The three sisters went to the instrumental music classroom together, while Kitahara Hakuba prepared to go upstairs to listen to other teachers' lectures.
“Mr. Takashi Wada:” Kitahara Hakuba looked into the classroom through the glass. The projector was projecting an excerpt from a musical score onto the screen.
Look closely, it's called "Erquan Yingyue" (Moon Reflected in the Second Spring).
Do you want to hear this?
The sudden sound in his ear startled Kitahara Hakuba. He turned his head and found Kanzaki Eri standing beside him.
Her posture was like that of a precise machine, every angle seemingly calculated and adjusted with a stiff perfection.
"Do you want to hear this?" The girl looked up at him and repeated.
"Eri? What are you doing here? Where are the other two?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, puzzled.
Eri Kanzaki naturally raised her hand, slid it into his palm, her fingertips slightly curved, and gently grasped it.
They're listening, but I don't want to. (The content of the book is unclear and likely contains errors.)
Kitahara Hakuba could feel that the girl's hand was very soft, and she wasn't using any force intentionally, as if she had rehearsed this action a thousand times in her mind.
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If you don't want to hear it, then what is the purpose of coming to Tokyo?
Kitahara Hakuba gazed into Eri's clear, bright eyes. This girl...
"If you're afraid of getting lost, just grab my sleeve." He carefully and stiffly pulled his hand away.
Eri Kanzaki pursed her lips and didn't say anything. She followed him.
"Aren't we going to this one?"
“I don’t want to listen to the music education method course again,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
Just then, a kind-looking professor walked out of a classroom carrying two chocolates:
"You two, would you like to listen to the composition class? It's about to start. Come on in and listen; it will be good for you."
He was very enthusiastic, and Kitahara Hakuba couldn't refuse; he needed to remain humble here.
"You're a couple, right? Here's another one for you." The professor, named Fujiwara Yutaka, chuckled and gave them another chocolate.
"No, no, I'm her teacher, I came here with her for the visit," Kitahara Hakuba quickly explained.
"Oh, sorry, I misjudged."
He seemed very natural and not embarrassed at all, which suggests that this kind of thing happens often.
After receiving the chocolates from Professor Fujiwara Yutaka, Kitahara Hakuba and Kanzaki Eri entered the composition department's lecture room.
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Surprisingly, there were a lot of people, so there was no need to hand out chocolates at the entrance to attract customers.
I found a seat against the wall, not planning to open the chocolate.
“Harutori told me,” Kanzaki Eri said, her legs together and her hair swept to the side as she gazed at him. “Taihara-sensei is acting as her guarantor outside.”
Kitahara Hakuba's gaze was fixed on the papers on the table, which contained many theories about harmony, counterpoint, and musical form analysis.
Even before it started, the professor was still pulling people in at the door and handing out chocolates.
“Yes, because she needs to rent a place,” Kitahara Hakuba said calmly.
Eri Kanzaki groaned unconsciously, raising her hand to stroke Hakuba Kitahara's thigh, and said:
"This isn't right. She'll definitely hurt you again, Kitahara-sensei. Let's give her up together. That's the only way we can be happier. So, as long as I'm here..."
"Alright everyone, thank you all for coming to listen to the composition department's specialization. Although many of you were lured in by my chocolate, I won't waste your precious time this time. I'll spend an hour explaining the major in detail, as well as the thought process behind the research proposal—"
At that moment, Professor Fujimoto Yutaka walked in, and everyone sat up straight, including Kitahara Hakuba.
"Hua Li, if you have any doubts, we can talk about them later."
Hmm:
Eri Kanzaki removed her hand from his thigh, her eyelids lowered, and with an undisguised emotion in her eyes, she softly uttered,
You belong only to me.
Her voice was like a gentle breeze, so light it could dissipate into the air, yet Kitahara Hakuba still caught a subtle tremor in it.
Professor Fujiwara Yutaka was explaining on the podium what composition is and what music theory it encompasses.
Kitahara Hakuba, however, didn't listen to a word Eri said.
Although he hoped to get along well with his students from the day he became a teacher, the kind of getting along well in his heart is not the same as the kind of getting along well now.
Hui Li may be more complicated than he imagined.