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 listen

the zither shop, named

participating in the challenge,

harmonious notes filled the

guided Violeta and Kaylee

a few minutes, they indeed

small waterfall, or rather, a slightly higher

for them, where Violeta posed for several photos, yet the

hands, like a

applauded. "You're absolutely right! Wait here, I'll go

set down his backpack and dashed

zither in one hand and a lute in

play the zither, and you'll handle the

who accepted it and promptly found a seat, setting the instrument on

The zither appeared notably

carved along its side. As she delicately plucked

Melody of the Battle" and "Misty

had

to handle it cautiously to

by rearranging rocks, setting up equipment, finding the optimal angle, and ultimately selecting a superb

strum a few times. It's alright if you're not a musician. Just focus on capturing the

unsure of

with her previous experience, attempted to pluck a few notes, producing

notes, which stirred memories

melancholy

The photographer clicked away.

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