Chapter 155 Those who chase two rabbits will end up in destruction (1)

While everyone was enjoying this cultural festival, no one could slow down the passage of time.

The cultural festival is about to come to an end, and filming the final closing ceremony is also the work of the recording chores team.

The ceremony will be held in the open space in front of the track and field stadium. Cameras have been set up at the entrance. Shimizu replaced the batteries with fully charged ones and then confirmed the memory capacity.

As for tools, the school is indeed well prepared in this regard. Just the camera that Shimizu is responsible for not only looks high-end, but also has excellent sound recording effects.

Shimizu operated the touch screen to confirm that the camera was ready to start recording at any time.

After these tasks are completed, preparations will be made for the final closing ceremony, which will be a concert performance as the finale.

All the filming work in the past few days has been completed. Shimizu now only needs to help with some chores, so he feels much more relaxed.

Temporarily leave from the entrance passage and enter behind the curtain on the side of the stage that has been set up in advance.

The last event before the closing ceremony was a performance by a band composed of Sakurai Shio.

At this moment, everyone is preparing for the final closing backstage.

Therefore, the backstage is extremely busy now.

"Oh... Oops, I'm starting to get nervous."

A senior school girl lowered her head, her face a little pale. It seemed that she was also participating in the performance of this concert.

The other band members were also warming up. Some were strumming unplugged electric guitars, some were waving drumsticks in the air with both hands, imagining they were playing the drums, some were shaking their heads, with the amplitude of the shaking even greater than the drumsticks in their hands, or some were standing still, staring intently at the keyboard player next to them.

Unlike the rehearsal in the gymnasium yesterday, almost all the guests and students from both schools gathered here at this time. The open space that originally looked spacious enough to be used as a football field was now as crowded as a subway in Tokyo during rush hour.

The three-day cultural festival is over in a flash, and with the closing ceremony approaching, most people will of course choose to watch the final band performance and have some fun.

According to the practice of cultural festivals in previous years, the finale is always performed by the group with the greatest potential to attract audiences.

In this way, by holding the closing ceremony right after the performance, you can achieve the effect of gathering students with the least effort.

Therefore, when it was time to go on stage, all the senior students were extremely nervous, except Sakurai Shio who seemed calm and at ease.

In addition to the performers who were about to take the stage, there were other people hanging around.

The student council president Ayase Kotone was also busy there.

After seeing her, the head of the personnel coordination team who was on standby at the scene came over.

"President, the school didn't provide enough chairs. Many people are standing to watch. Do we need to sort out the line?"

"It shouldn't be necessary."

"But won't this be noisy?"

"...They will quiet down soon."

Ayase Kotone was right. The noisy audience either realized that the performance was about to begin or were shocked by the elegant atmosphere emanating from the musical instruments on the stage and became quiet.

The indigo night slowly fell as time went by, the noisy voices of the students gradually faded away, and the surroundings slowly fell into a pitch-black darkness.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly.

Therefore, at this moment, everyone seems to be integrated into one.

Under the sunlight during the day, the differences between each person are clearly revealed. Whether you want to know it or not, you will understand that you and others are different individuals.

However, at this time and in this place, each other's outlines are blurred, and it becomes difficult to grasp the differences between oneself and others.

No wonder in the past, before any event started, the scene would always be made pitch black.

Because then everyone will see at a glance that when the spotlight on the stage breaks through the darkness, the person illuminated is completely different from the thousands of other people.

Therefore, only very special people can stand under the spotlight.

The students' voices gradually faded away.

The time is now five fifty-seven, and the performance scheduled to begin at six o'clock is about to begin.

Shimizu returned to the entrance of the passage where he was responsible for the camera, turned on the power of the headset, and like the other groups of people, issued a notification that he was ready.

After pressing the power button, the microphone will delay before starting to receive sound, so Qingshui Mitsuki waited two more seconds before speaking.

"Three minutes left..."

In less than a few seconds, the headphones began to make a rustling noise.

Because the communication quality is not very good, it is difficult to determine the owner of the voice amid the noise.

"Attention everyone, the event will proceed on time. Please report any problems immediately."

The other party calmly notified that the call was complete and cut off communication.

Then there were several bursts of noise.

"Lights, no problem."

"This is the sound control center, no problem."

"This is backstage. There is a little delay in staff preparation, but we should be able to catch up with the show."

Reports from several departments came in one after another.

But to be honest, Qingshuijian couldn't fully grasp the situation. After all, he could hardly take care of himself.

The team responsible for recording chores was assigned a number of tasks during the cultural festival, including chores around the stage during the opening and closing ceremonies.

In addition to being responsible for one of the cameras, Shimizu's task at the scene was to control time.

Of course, it is not like the "Platinum Star" that can suspend time control. To put it simply, it is just a small thing like reminding people who are about to go on stage that "it's almost time to enter".

Because it was just a chore that was much easier than other chores, Qingshui Jian did not refuse.

The information from each department is sent back to the headquarters, where it is consolidated by the two student council presidents, Ayase Kotone and Miura Subaru.

"Got it. Now please take your seats."

Shimizu looked at the ticking hands of his watch.

With every passing second, the scene becomes quieter.

If you look down from the top floor of the teaching building now, you should see countless students and guests.

With less than a minute left before the closing ceremony began, the scene turned into a sea of ​​tranquility.

Everyone held their breath, stopped talking to each other, and felt this moment together.

However, in this pitch-black darkness, Qing Shuijian only felt as if there was some kind of gigantic creature sitting above his head, and this gigantic creature was gradually pulling in, absorbing, and swallowing him as time went by.

After realizing this, Shimizu turned on the headset again.

"The last ten seconds."

His finger continued to press the switch.

"Nine."

Qing Shuijian kept his eyes on the time.

"Eight."

I didn't dare to breathe through my mouth.

"seven."

With each second countdown, Qing Shuijian exhaled.

"six."

At the moment when Shimizumi took a quick breath——

"Count down to five seconds."

Someone then continued to count down.

"Four."

Her voice was quite calm.

"three."

Entering the final three seconds.

Shimizu looked up and saw Amamiya Iori monitoring the stage from the window of the sound control room on the second floor of the teaching building. She made a "all is well" gesture to Shimizu downstairs.

Then, in silence, the last second ended.

In an instant, the stage burst into unprecedented dazzling lights.

"Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh!"

The enthusiastic atmosphere at the scene continued to rise, and the students were all excited.

The next moment, melodious music sounded at the scene.

Sakurai Shio walked to the center of the stage, and the eyes of thousands of audience members were all focused on her.

Afterwards, other senior students in the orchestra also came on stage one by one.

At this time, Shimizu noticed Sakurai Haruka standing in a corner of the crowd.

The person she was looking at was Sakurai Shio standing on the stage.

Just like in the previous rehearsal in the gymnasium, Sakurai Shio stood on the stage and waved her baton as if performing a sword dance, with a posture that was both gorgeous and elegant.

The stage is much higher than the ground, and the podium is even higher than the stage. The podium, where the spotlight shines all over the body, is undoubtedly the most suitable place for Sakurai Shio.

Under the direction of Sakurai Shio, the music played by the orchestra was as beautiful as in the previous rehearsal in the gymnasium, and even felt like it had been improved. It must have been practiced again since yesterday.

Not only that, they also broke the framework and added some eye-catching performances.

However, the melody and rhythm were so familiar that the body naturally became excited, and the additional performances of the performers had a sense of intimacy, and the audience leaned forward and listened attentively.

Before they knew it, everyone started clapping their thighs to keep the beat.

This song is very familiar to the students of Haichuan Ideology College.

After all, it is a song that the school's wind instrument club likes to perform very much, and it can be heard in the school almost every day after school.

At this time, there was another familiar melody.

Sakurai Shio bent her body again, pointed the baton at the performers with one hand and the audience with the other, and swung it down vigorously at the same time.

As soon as she gave the signal, everyone on and off the stage jumped up.

Continuing the passion that broke out on the scene, the music gradually accelerated.

Led by the orchestra, some students danced along in a funny way, while others raised their hands high and waved.

The scene was drowned out by the cheers and applause of the audience. This was the most vivid performance presented to everyone, the ultimate carnival that belonged only to this moment.

……

The concert performance brought by Sakurai Shio ended perfectly, and it was time to move on to the next step - the student council presidents of the two schools would come on stage to give speeches, announcing the official end of this year's cultural festival.

"This is the sound control room, the music is about to end!"

Amamiya Iori made the announcement in the sound control room.

"Received. Both presidents, please prepare to go on stage."

After the performance, the senior students went behind the curtain on the left side of the stage and left one by one. The announcement was made on the radio:

[Next, the two student council presidents from the Cultural Festival Executive Committee will come on stage to give speeches]

Ayase Kotone and Miura Subaru walked to the center of the stage together, and the audience's attention was all focused on the two of them.

"What do you think of the cultural festival jointly organized by the two schools this year?"

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

Only chaotic cheers could be heard among the crowd, but this also indirectly proved the success of this cultural festival.

"President Miura, it is a pleasure to co-host the cultural festival with your school this year. I look forward to working with you again next year. What do you think?"

"..."

Subaru Miura stared straight ahead without saying a word.

"President Miura?"

"Ok?"

Ayase Kotone called out several times before Miura Subaru came to his senses.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine..."

After telling Ayase Kotone that he was fine, Subaru Miura tightly gripped the microphone and bowed deeply to the people below the stage.

"I'm so sorry, everybody."

There was booing from the audience, not knowing what was going on.

"I may take up some of your time. I know that as a student council president, this is a very selfish and willful act..."

Subaru Miura still kept his head down.

"But even so, my feelings for her, for that girl, have already..."

The students in the audience finally reacted. Unless they were as slow-witted as the male protagonist in the Japanese harem comics, they should have gradually realized what was going to happen next.

Perhaps because the previous concert successfully heated up the atmosphere, everyone joined in the fun and shouted "Go!" "Speak out!" and so on.

All these sounds reached Miura Subaru's ears.

Subaru Miura slowly straightened up, his face no longer showing his usual gentle smile, but an extremely rare seriousness.

"thank you all."

After he said this into the microphone, he turned and looked behind the curtain on the left side of the stage.

On the steps there, Sakurai Shio, who had just finished a concert, was moving the orchestral instruments off the stage.

"Sister Xi! Please wait a moment!"

Turning back, Sakurai Shio was stunned for a moment, then handed the instrument in her hand to other girls and walked onto the stage again.

"Sorry, Sister Xi, for bothering you..."

"No, it doesn't matter. It will happen sooner or later anyway."

Sakurai Shio seemed to have known that this would happen. She didn't look overly surprised, but she wasn't as nonchalant as usual either.

Then, Subaru Miura faced the stage again, looked at a corner of the crowd, and quickly locked onto a figure.

Everyone followed Miura Subaru's line of sight and looked in that direction.

"Haruka! Can you please come up for a moment?"

"..."

"..."

Subaru Miura's voice undoubtedly reached the other party's ears through the microphone, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any ripples or response.

"Let me do it. Lend me this for a while."

Sakurai Shio borrowed another microphone from Ayase Kotone, but before she could open her mouth, the figure in the black coat had taken off his mask and walked towards the stage.

Immediately afterwards, there was an uproar in the audience.

It was bound to cause such a big commotion when two beautiful blonde sisters, who were like mirrors, appeared on the shining stage under the attention of the public at the same time.

"I thought you would never come up even if you were beaten to death."

"If I can avoid coming up by dying, I will die without hesitation."

Subaru Miura watched the two people talking in front of him, then took out a delicate little black box from the inside pocket of his uniform jacket.

He gently opened the palm-sized black box.

The moonlight shines down, emitting a faint light.

The ring lying quietly in the box is inlaid with a dazzling diamond, like the brightest star in the night sky, sparkling with charming light.

"Please marry me!"

(End of this chapter)