Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 179 - 111. Wind Music Competition Finale (2)

Dubian Che and the others had disappeared out of sight, and everyone else was doing their own thing: using the restroom, resting, taking photos, buying commorative items such as recordings from strong schools.

"Kiyono Lin," Yuzao Haoi approached her with a program in hand, "what are you planning to do next?"

"I’m going to listen to the performance by number twenty-three."

"That’s great, I was planning to go too. Can I join you?"

"Of course," Kiyono Lin nodded.

There were plenty of people heading to watch the performance, and with a large audience present, all the front seats were already taken. The two managed to find seats in the back row with so effort.

As soon as they sat down, the competition for number twenty-three began.

"Next up, representing Saitama Prefecture and wearing number twenty-three, is the performance by students from the Chunri Bu Gongrong High School Wind Instrunt Club."

"The designated piece is the fifth song on the list, and the chosen piece..."

In a low voice, Yuzao Haoi said to Kiyono Lin, "This school seems to have won the national gold dal before."

"Yeah, they did, back in the year ’10, but that was the only ti. Our real rivals are the East Sea University Affiliated High School. They’ve won it five tis and are truly a school with strength."

"Five tis?" Yuzao Haoi could hardly believe it.

"This is Kantou for you. Over in the Kansai Prefecture, Ridian River Industrial High School has won the national gold dal for nine consecutive years."

"Nine years?" Yuzao Haoi could hardly imagine what that ant, but she quickly affird with conviction, "If Kiyono Lin beca an advisor after she graduates, we could do it too!"

"Thank you," Kiyono Lin nodded. "While the advisor is important, it is equally crucial that the musicians themselves are determined to win the national gold dal. I have the strength to win nine consecutive gold dals, but I can’t guarantee that I will have enough luck to co across advancing musicians for nine consecutive years."

Listening to Kiyono Lin’s unabashedly modest analysis, Yuzao Haoi looked at her perfect profile, admiring her neat and beautiful eyebrows that seed to bear no trace of grooming.

"It has started."

"Ah? Oh!" Yuzao Haoi snapped back to reality, suddenly feeling a bit hot as she looked towards the stage.

On stage, the layers of brass instrunts wove together a splendid main lody, with each of the other instrunts not falling short in any way.

What drew the most attention was a girl playing the clarinet, her fingers moving at an unbelievable pace, accurately striking each key.

Even those who knew nothing about music could understand the difficulty of such fingerings.

"So strong," Yuzao Haoi murmured.

"Indeed, they are strong, but..."

"But what? Is there a problem with their playing?"

"They are still far behind compared to Dubian. That guy..." Kiyono Lin suddenly laughed, "Don’t be fooled by his blabbering all day long, saying ’ka-n-la-da’ and things about ’Tokyo hotties’ that nobody understands. He genuinely takes on everything seriously, is talented and works hard."

Yuzao Haoi, watching Kiyono Lin’s radiant smile, felt a wave of discomfort inside her.

"I can too!" She blurted out almost without thinking.

Kiyono Lin paused, then said with a smile, "Keep it up."

The twelve-minute performance gradually neared its end, and the conductor energetically waved the baton, putting a definitive end to the competition.

"How was the overall performance?" Yuzao Haoi asked nervously.

Many schools can win a gold dal, but only three can make it to the national competition. Chunri Bu Gongrong High School, having once won a national competition gold dal, was surely a contender not to be ignored.

"Very good," Kiyono Lin replied softly, applauding along with the audience. "If they weren’t performing after us, they would likely get a gold dal. But now it depends on how much the judges were influenced by our performance."

"Are we that impressive?!"

"Yuzao Haoi, our goal from the beginning was to win the national competition gold dal. We must have that level of capability. Plus, so of our mbers seem to have outperford themselves due to the nerves." Kiyono Lin smiled beautifully as she said the last sentence.

Unlike in Tokyo, where results in the Kansai competitions were announced casually with a banner, here they used a more formal thod to announce the results.

Not only was there a master of ceremonies to call out the nas, but each school would also send two representatives on stage to formally receive the diploma and trophy from the judges.

All competing students, advisors, and Group B logistics students were cramd into the concert hall waiting for the results.

Therefore, once the competition concluded, the audience would leave their seats voluntarily.

As the number of spectators decreased, more students in various school uniforms appeared, each one with anticipation and nervousness written all over their faces.

Kiyono Lin sent a ssage in the group chat with the eting location, and mbers of the Goda High School Wind Instrunt Club gradually gathered together.

"The results are about to be announced. I’m so excited!"

"My hands are shaking, feel them. Ah! Your hands are so cold!"

"I’m nervous too!"

Komatsu Misaki collected the headcount from the section leaders and reported to Kiyono Lin, "Only Mr. Dubian is missing. The boys said they haven’t seen him either."

Kiyono Lin sighed helplessly, "Check under the shade of the trees outside the venue. He’s probably sitting there with a dopey look, drinking soda pop, and staring at girls’ legs... Never mind, I’ll go."

As she was about to leave, Mayi Asuka suddenly spoke up.

"Are you and Dubian close?"

Kiyono Lin looked back at Mayi Asuka with surprise; this was the first ti she had shown interest in personal relationships.

"Why do you ask?" Kiyono Lin countered.

"You’re cold and strict to everyone, but you only scold Dubian," Mayi Asuka said without taking her eyes off Kiyono Lin.

"Is that so?" Kiyono Lin hadn’t noticed this before, "Probably because he’s always talking nonsense."

Mayi Asuka nodded lightly.

Kiyono Lin gave her a look and turned to walk towards the exit of the venue.