I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Looking at the circled calendar page, Kawai Sakurako once thought she would never be able to write this in her entire life.

"Shenxu High School, Fight~~~"

Akamatsu Sayaka suddenly shouted something, and Yukawa Sakurako almost reflexively raised her hand and shouted back:

"Ooh ooh ooh!"

"Haha, you're pretty good at it!"

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After listening to the pricing from Sakurako and the others in the first music room, Kitahara Hakuba walked along the elevated corridor back to the staff office.

Emerald green adorned the birch branches, the last vestiges of summer filtering through the leaves.

Autumn arrives earlier in Hokkaido than in the south.

With the start of the new school year approaching, many teachers have already returned to the school, and at least he is no longer all alone in the staff office.

The news that Shenxu High School had won the national championship and advanced to the national tournament spread throughout the staff group that very day.

Overnight, Kitahara Hakuba went from a "pretty boy" to a star teacher at Shin-Asahi High School.

"Kitahara-kun, you're amazing! You actually managed to take the school's brass band to the national stage!"

“I’ve been teaching here for ten years, and I know the wind band section like the best.”

"If Kitahara becomes a star in the future, he'll be a highly sought-after advisor for the national tournament, even in Tokyo!"

In the office, several teachers began to talk about the wind band with smiles on their faces. For them, it was naturally a good thing if the wind band could achieve results.

For private schools, the most desirable thing is to become famous, and the same goes for the teachers who work there; the more students, the better.

Kitahara Hakuba said modestly:

"The main reason is that the student resources in these recent years are very good, so my role is actually very small."

"Don't be modest, it's good for young people to be a little proud," said Mr. Nakata, a teacher with more than 20 years of teaching experience.

He was Kuno Tachibana's homeroom teacher, and they all called him by his nickname: "Jizo".

"By the way, when are we going to do this 'subject teaching optimization'?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, changing the subject.

The subject teaching optimization conference is actually about discussing current policy developments, student development, and the exchange of experiences and practical research among teachers, providing a platform for experienced teachers to exchange ideas.

The main purpose is to improve the level of education and promote educational innovation.

Late September, I guess.

“Speaking of that meeting, it was really meaningless. We’ve been teachers for so many years and have our own teaching system. Every time we went, it felt like a waste of time.”

"I doubt anyone would be willing to listen attentively; only those who have recently become teachers would find it interesting."

"Teacher Kitahara, are you going too?"

"Yes, Director Du sent me an email."

Kitahara Hakuba had never attended an exchange meeting, but he understood to some extent what it was like to attend one—it was indeed very boring.

“We’re going to Hokkaido this time, and if nothing unexpected happens, the school should be planning to send you to Tokyo for an exchange program,” said Mr. Nakata.

"Tokyo?" Kitahara Hakuba looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Why do you want to go to Tokyo?"

"Aren't you from Tokyo? You must know that the teachers there are a level above those in Hokkaido."

Mr. Nakata, holding a thermos in one hand, said...

“This time you led the school to the national tournament, Ying Shi will definitely send you to Tokyo for an exchange. The school sends outstanding teachers there for a few days every year.”

Kitahara Hakuba was taken aback; he had never heard the ferryman mention this before.

No, so this means...::::: He was able to go home on public funds to catch up with his parents and play with his sister?

Although I don't lack that little bit of money, the thought of getting some benefits from the government is really satisfying.

At that moment, Eiji Watari walked in from outside and shouted in his loud voice:

"Kitahara! I have two pieces of good news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Kitahara Hakuba looked at his face, which was shaking with laughter, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly: "Want to hear good news?"

"Because you helped the band qualify for the national competition, the school is awarding you two million!"

The ferryman stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said with great admiration, "Kitahara, I've had a good impression of you ever since you came in! Haruka and I were right about you!"

He was laughing heartily, but Kitahara Hakuba couldn't laugh.

No? Only two million? Are you trying to fob us off like beggars?

He made Shenxu High School famous throughout the country. I wonder, in Hokkaido, where there are only two spots available, isn't this guy already considered a top star?

Not to mention, the wind band isn't some roadside club; people say, "The top dog in the sports department is baseball, and the top dog in the cultural studies department is wind band."

At the same time, Shenxu High School is a private school, so it will definitely need to attract students with club activities. In the future, the brass band will be the face of Shenxu.

So they only gave two million?

"Are you happy? I didn't tell Xiaoyao, but remember to tell her the good news." The ferry director seemed very happy.

Kitahara Hakuba grinned and said, "Hehe, happy to hear that. By the way, what's the other thing?"

"Another good thing is that the school is planning to send you to Shinagawa, Tokyo to attend a teaching and research conference. Of course, the school will take care of your food, accommodation, and transportation, so don't worry."

Seeing the ferryman's overflowing joy, Kitahara Hakuba felt no happiness at all.

Perhaps because he had too much savings, he no longer had the same desire to find a job as he had when he was looking for one.

"Uncle, doesn't the school plan to give me a raise?" A meaningful smile appeared on Kitahara Hakuba's face.

Hearing him call him "Uncle," the ferry manager confirmed it, but he was secretly delighted.

Who wouldn't like such a capable junior? If Shinomiya Haruka were to marry him, Watari would still worry that his niece wasn't good enough for him.

"Kitahara, isn't this much bonus enough?" The ferry director put on an expression that said, "Take your time, don't rush."

Kitahara Hakuba felt somewhat annoyed, but still didn't show it:

"So you didn't add it, right?"

"Not yet."

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Kitahara Hakuba felt a tightness in his chest, and a bitter feeling welled up on the inside of his tongue.

Is this the fate of a working man?! If it weren't for the lovely girls in the brass band, he would have...::.!

"Thank you, Director Ferry."

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As the day's practice came to an end, the sky outside the window was tinged with night, and the light from the outdoor lights illuminated the asphalt road.

Inside Haruka Shinomiya's music store.

"Really, cute girls come in every day." Shinomiya Haruka looked at the girls in the shop with a smile.

“They’re all members, you’ve met them before,” Kitahara Hakuba explained.

"Hello, Shinomiya-sensei." Takahashi Kami and Eto Kana bowed in unison.

Shinomiya Haruka waved to them, feigning a helpless smile as she watched:

"Teacher Kitahara always brings new girls over. If it weren't for the cameras in the room, I would be a little scared."

Please do not let this fear arise.

To save time, Kitahara Hakuba led the two directly into a soundproof room.

"Is it Takahashi-kun's practice day?"

Yes, that's right.

As soon as Takahashi Kami entered, she looked around the small room, wondering which number she was in.

"Teacher Kitahara, are there many girls like me who come here...?"

Kana Eto said, somewhat dumbfounded, "Why even ask such a question?"

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“Not many.” Kitahara Hakuba unscrewed the cap of the oolong tea bottle and said with a smile, “Less than one-tenth of the members who have been here are from the brass band.”

“That’s true…” Takahashi Kami said, taking the saxophone out of its case.

Who would dare to be alone in a room with Kitahara Hakuba? Just thinking about it is both terrifying and exhilarating.

Kana Eto sat on the sofa, watching his Adam's apple bob, and couldn't help but swallow.

"Alright, let's get started." Kitahara Hakuba placed the metronome on the table. "First, tune the pitch."

Kami Takahashi quickly straightened her back; she knew that once this man got serious, even the prettiest girl would be scolded by him.

Even Nagase Tsukiyo was no exception, let alone her.

After tuning the instrument, Hakuba didn't rush to have Kami Takahashi play a piece first, but instead started with basic exercises.

Correcting Takahashi Kami's saxophone playing from three aspects: long notes, scales, and tonguing.

Kami Takahashi didn't have high hopes at first, but after only half an hour, she sensed something was different.

The results of her practicing alone for a whole day are not as great as those of half an hour of instruction from Yuan Baima.

Techniques that were previously impossible to play can now be played immediately after his instruction.

—"It's as if I've been bewitched."

This was something she often heard in the department, and now it seemed to be true. All the students who had been trained by Hakuba Hirahara had made great progress.

By the time she came to her senses, she was already standing at the entrance of the music store with Kana Eto.

It wasn't that I was faded out, but rather that my private practice session for the night had ended, and the night seemed incredibly heavy overhead.

"Time flies so fast... :.:" Takahashi Kami said, carrying her instrument case. "No, Mr. Hirahara is really going too far, isn't he?"

"I already told you, as long as you're taught by Teacher Bingyuan, you'll progress incredibly fast! Whoosh whoosh whoosh, flying upwards~~!" Kana Eto excitedly raised her hand, mimicking the upward leaping motion of her hands.