Kiyono Lin didn’t even respond; she set down her chalk.
"First things first, tonight, I will personally select the fifty-five official members who will compete for Team A."
"Do we also get a chance to play?"
"Isn’t it natural for the third-years to participate?"
Faced with the uproar, Kiyono Lin sneered, "Those who are speaking out now must feel that they are not competent enough to be chosen, right?"
Dubian Che gasped in shock.
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’Minister, please watch your words!’
The noise boiled over again, some people stood up abruptly, and their chairs screeched sharply as they were pushed back.
Everyone began to point fingers at Kiyono Lin.
"What do you know as a first-year?"
"Not even the advisor dare to decide !"
"Having her instruct us is indeed a waste of time."
The doors of the music classroom burst open, and a group led by Inoue stormed out of the room angrily.
The remaining people exchanged anxious glances.
"It’s for the best that those who can’t stick to their own decisions leave," said Kiyono Lin nonchalantly, "I’ll say it again, you can be uneasy, you can opt out, hate me or despise me, but if you decide to join me in the competition, from now on, please abide by my arrangements!"
She picked up a stack of scores from the lectern.
"Minister Komatsu, please distribute these to everyone."
"Ah, alright!" Komatsu, who had been in a dilemma since earlier, hurriedly responded.
When everyone received their scores, Dubian Che also got a copy since there were extras.
"These are the designated and elective pieces for the selection of official members. Please practice well."
"And remember, just because you’re in Team A now doesn’t mean you can slack off. Until the competition, if any member of Team B proves competent enough, I might switch them with someone from Team A at any time."
"You’re free to not attend the selection after school today."
"But before you make that decision, please think about the experience we had last Saturday in the concert hall. There are two more regular performances. Do you want to continue down this path?"
"Lastly, I’ll say this once more: Since this is a decision you’ve made, I hope you can stick to it."
The classroom fell into silence for a long while before Kiyono Lin briskly turned around and left the music room.
Dubian Che followed behind her.
He said helplessly, "There must be a better way to say it?"
"Having the conflict erupt at the beginning is not a bad thing. I won’t allow anyone to drop out after some effort."
"That makes sense, but aren’t you afraid of being disliked?"
Kiyono Lin stopped, turned her head, and looked at Dubian Che, "Let me tell you one reason why I am so outstanding."
"I care about the people I care about; I don’t need to worry about what others think."
Dubian Che nodded, "There really was no one in that classroom worth caring about."
Kiyono Lin glanced at him, "What are you rambling about here for? Shouldn’t you be practicing?"
"Ah, right!" Dubian Che smacked his head; what he recalled wasn’t practice but the Sign-in reward.
[Sign-in days: Jiutiao Meijie·30 days]
[Player receives a sign-in gift pack]
[Points·Two hundred thousand]
[Money·One hundred million yen]
[Charm Discount Voucher (3x discount below 10 points of charm, 7x discount above 10 points)]
[Intelligence Discount Voucher (3x discount below 10 points of intelligence, 7x discount above 10 points)]
It was rigid, with no extra surprises.
But Dubian Che loved it!
A whole two hundred thousand points!
"Meijie, I love you!"
"You’re asking to die! Do you know what time it is now!"