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However, Kaori Miyazono's eyes showed absolutely no impatience, except when she heard the discussion begin at the end...
She remained opposed to the matter of Aoba-senpai's girlfriend!
"Alright, alright, everyone, let's make way for each other. The show is almost over, so let's cherish this last chance to stay at school."
Aoba eventually used his senior's authority, and with the help of several student council members, the waiting room finally quieted down.
"Let's go wait in the waiting area now, Miyazono-kun."
Slightly relieved, Aoba walked towards the front desk, then turned and gave a thumbs-up to Miyazono Kaoru, who was still admiring herself in the mirror:
I'm really looking forward to your performance!
Even though the girl looked a bit more "mature" after putting on makeup, she was still very excited as she completed a mid-air somersault, turning to the side and grinning as she said:
"I will definitely not let Aoba-kun down!"
Done.
She suddenly ran over and pounced on Aoba, giving her a deep hug, then picked up her violin bag and ran ahead.
Even as they left, Aoba could see the girl's pink ears.
I didn't apply any powder to my ears just now...
Seeing this, Aoba simply smiled, stretched, and prepared to go to the front to enjoy Kaori Miyazono's solo performance.
After the event. 】Delete the temple. Ball〖Start Japanese Private (8)〆咝峮
Today's Toyonosaki Cultural Festival has come to an end.
He also had to go back to the izakaya to prepare ingredients for dinner. (Read exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)
Since we've spent the whole day exploring the campus, let's prepare some delicious dishes that can only be found on campus tonight.
"Eh?!"
"Miyazono-kun, you...you...you found a makeup artist?!"
The senior student who was announcing the program was very surprised by the change in Kaori Miyazono.
It's only been a short time, and the two shows haven't even ended yet, and Kaori Miyazono's makeup is already done?
Where did this professional makeup artist come from? 0 . . . . . . . . . .
"Hehe~ Isn't it pretty?"
Kaori Miyazono spun around with a grin, "So, could you please help me submit the program for registration, senior?"
"no problem."
The senior nodded, finally managing to tear her eyes away from Kaori Miyazono, after completing a series of program reports.
Finally, the announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Next up is a violin solo by Kaori Miyazono from Class 2-B."
The sound undoubtedly reached Hiratsuka Shizuka's ears as well.
After waiting for a long time, Hiratsuka Shizuka finally saw her mother and became anxious upon hearing her voice.
"What, is Xiaojing's performance next?"
"It's probably too late. Why was Miyazono suddenly moved to the next program?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka hurriedly headed towards the backstage entrance.
Could that child have just put on some makeup and gone on stage without any preparation?
If it's not handled properly, a performance accident is a minor matter; what she's worried about is that the child will be ridiculed by some scum.
Kaori Miyazono, who had previously taken a leave of absence from school due to health reasons, may completely lose the motivation to go to school.
"Xiaojing, calm down."
Seeing her daughter's anxiety, Mrs. Hiratsuka was surprisingly calm.
"Since she's already preparing to go on stage for the next show, it means her makeup is well-received, so there's no need to rush."
"Can..."
"Now that she's about to go on stage, as her teacher, I should wish her all the best. I believe she won't let you down."
"This is the only way... 2.8"
Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed helplessly.
Accompanying her mother back to the front of the viewing area, she quietly waited for Kaori Miyazono to take the stage.
"Next up is a violin solo by Kaori Miyazono."
With the announcement and the curtain being drawn back.
A princess, seemingly emerging from a crystal palace, appeared before everyone.
Under the bright stage lights, her face was like a carefully polished crystal—imperfections were hidden, the contours were clear, the luster was warm, and she looked radiant.
Every change is as subtle as dust, yet when combined, they give her a stage presence that transcends the ordinary, pure and flawless, yet full of power.
This makeup is not a mask, but an invisible costume, allowing her inherent radiance to shine brightly and clearly under the spotlight.
Kaori Miyazono's fingertips lightly touched the violin case.
As the first note rang out, a refreshing solo performance brought the 40th anniversary celebration to a close.
Chapter 188: The Cultural Festival Concludes! Campus Projects Unveiled!
The moment she appeared, the entire auditorium fell silent.
The girl on stage, dressed in a jade-green dress, seemed to embody the vitality of spring.
It was a powerful life force, enough to illuminate a region like a small sun even within the academy.
"That's... Miyazono-kun?!"
"It's so beautiful!"
"Second Grade, Class B? I've never heard of that before."
"I heard that he took a break from school for a while due to health reasons, and only recently came back to school."
"Oh, okay? Shall we go find her and ask for a photo together later?"
"Yes, yes! Count me in!!"
After a brief moment of surprise, many students seemed to have made up their minds amidst the elegant and lively tone of the violin.
Also surprised were Hiratsuka Shizuka and Mrs. Hiratsuka, who were seated in front of them.
"Miyazono, she..."
Hiratsuka Shizuka breathed a sigh of relief, but the stage lights revealed Kaori Miyazono's face, which concealed all her flaws, leaving her puzzled.
Could there be some hidden makeup artists at the school?
Even though she wasn't particularly interested in makeup, she could tell that Kaori Miyazono's makeup was something an ordinary student couldn't achieve.
Mrs. Hiratsuka also looked at the girl on the stage with great interest.
Her face was delicate and had a warm, radiant glow.
This makeup technique is already on par with hers; every trace of makeup is designed to make the face look better on camera.
The bridge of her nose, highlighted by the light in profile; the stray hairs falling as she turns; the slight trembling of her eyelashes as she plays the guitar strings...
The so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.
Mrs. Hiratsuka, who already had a good understanding of makeup, couldn't help but feel puzzled after seeing Kaori Miyazono's makeup.
This makeup doesn't look like something a student could pull off. Does the academy have a professional makeup artist?
At that moment, everyone seemed to be captivated by the exquisite young woman on stage.
His appearance was perfect.
But what Kaori Miyazono wanted to show was not herself.
She opened her trembling eyelashes and looked at Qingye, who was standing in the corner of the auditorium, and saw the expectation in his eyes.
The girl smiled.
When the bow in her hand touched the strings, her body awoke along with the melody.
No longer bound by sheet music, let joyful emotions leap between the notes.
At this moment.
This is her stage!
The girl slightly raised her head, her eyelashes trembling as she closed her eyes, and her bow moved like a bird spreading its wings, sometimes rapid like a sudden rain, sometimes melodious like a stream.
The piece she played was "Introduction and Rondo Capriccio," her best piece.
However, it doesn't completely adhere to the rigid score of the piece, whether it's the deliberately emphasized spiccato or the naive tremolo brought out by the glissando.
It was as if they were pouring out all the longings in their hearts!
As the music surged to its most dazzling point, she suddenly smiled, her hair flying with the bow and the shimmering light of her skirt intertwining.
Those exceptionally bright eyes seemed to sparkle at that moment:
"Thank you, Aoba-kun!"
Her lips moved without uttering a sound, yet Aoba easily understood what she meant.
He shook his head slightly.
This wasn't his doing; the makeup was merely the icing on the cake. What truly deserves praise is...
It's still Kaori Miyazono's own violin prowess.
"A very nice piece of music."
Aoba sighed.
Kaori Miyazono's violin skills exceeded his expectations.