Rebirth vs. Rebirth: Tragedy to Triumph

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.

up from behind, “Nolan, where

smiled slightly. “To listen

the zither

participating in the challenge, and the melodic sound of the

harmonious notes filled the

acquainted with the zither shop owner, guided Violeta and Kaylee in through

a few minutes, they indeed felt a

small waterfall, or rather, a

for them, where Violeta posed for several photos, yet

something in her hands, like a flute or

absolutely right! Wait here, I’ll

his backpack

holding a zither in one

the zither, and you’ll handle

who accepted it and promptly found a seat, setting

The zither appeared notably

its side. As she delicately plucked the strings, the sound resonated with clarity and strength, ideal for

Melody of the Battle”

the photographer had borrowed the shop owner’s

cautiously to avoid any mishaps near the

finding the

hold the lute and strum a few times. It’s alright if you’re not a musician. Just focus on capturing the essence, keeping your movements natural.” Kaylee couldn’t play the lute. She was a spirited and adventurous woman-where would she have

the lute uncertainly, unsure of where to position

attempted to pluck

random notes, which stirred

trace of melancholy

The photographer clicked away.