Chapter 248 The Photoshoot

While walking along the road, they attracted a lot of attention wherever they went.

Nearby, atop the stone bridge, Nolan and two student council members were using bamboo sticks to aid in recovering hats that had dropped into the lake.

"Nolan, take a look over here."

Nolan glanced sideways and spotted Violeta strolling amidst the crowd with a photographer.

She adorned a light blue traditional outfit, her hair casually fastened with a ribbon. Her complexion gleamed under the sun, and a faint smile played in her eyes as she conversed with Kaylee. The photographer ahead was energetically directing their movements as well.

In the midst of the crowd, they were the sole wearers of traditional outfits, thus standing out and garnering considerable attention.

"Where did they find those outfits? They look quite impressive. At first glance, I thought she was an actress."

"I recall there's a traditional costume shop nearby. Perhaps they borrowed them from there?"

"It might not be. I recall that traditional costume shop doesn't actually rent out clothing ...

Nolan stayed quiet, tuning in to their conversation nearby. He shifted his gaze away and resumed fishing hats from the lake. Eventually, he snagged one and passed it to the individual beside him, murmuring, "Don't throw things around next time."

"Thanks, Nolan!"

"No need for thanks," Nolan replied.

He stepped away from the bridge with the bamboo stick in hand.

The two student council members caught up from behind, "Nolan, where are you headed?"

slightly. "To

reached the zither

already participating in the challenge, and the melodic sound of the

and harmonious

acquainted with the zither shop owner, guided

few minutes, they indeed

was a small waterfall, or

spot for them, where Violeta

think Vio could hold something in her hands, like a flute or a zither, in a very traditional

right! Wait here, I'll go fetch

down his

in one hand

zither, and you'll handle the

to Violeta, who accepted it and

The zither appeared notably

Violeta identifying its high-grade paulownia wood body and the intricate auspicious cloud totem carved along its side. As she delicately plucked the

pieces such as Melody of the

if the photographer had borrowed the

to avoid

rocks, setting up equipment, finding the optimal angle, and

you're not a musician. Just focus on capturing the essence, keeping your movements natural." Kaylee couldn't play the lute. She was

held the lute uncertainly, unsure

previous experience, attempted to pluck a

a few random notes, which stirred memories deep

of melancholy

The photographer clicked away.

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