So, this can be understood now. As expected, it was someone meddling again.
Upon her return, Violeta started pushing herself to become a versatile talent. She didn't need to be an expert in everything, but she had to have a basic understanding.
Since time was the one thing she had in abundance, she spared no effort in learning everything she didn't understand, exploring, and trying new things. Failures were okay. She could always try again.
Fortunately, this journey wasn't without its rewards, and she met many kind-hearted people along the way.
Kaylee didn't believe Violeta's claim of having only learned the basics.
Violeta appeared relaxed in public, but privately spent a lot of time practising, much like her dedication to tennis.
Initially, Kaylee had thought Violeta was naturally talented and strong, but after spending so much time with her over the past semester and this semester, Violeta hadn't missed a single club training session. Each training session was unusually long.
She held herself to rigorous standards.
If Violeta claimed proficiency in playing the zither, she must possess considerable talent!
Kaylee remarked, "You must be quite skilled to handle such a complex instrument like the zither!"
Violeta smiled and responded, "I've actually forgotten many of the musical scores, so now I only play from memory. That's why I say it was simple learning."
The photographer reviewed the photos taken and felt highly pleased.
"Miss, would you be okay if I filmed a video and shared it online? The scenery here is so stunning. It would be a shame to capture just a few photos."
Violeta agreed, "Sure, as long as it's not for commercial purposes.
"Anyway, since we're dressed in traditional outfits and the owner didn't charge us, let's just take the photos."
Kaylee chimed in, "Definitely! Take some photos! Don't forget to send them over. This is a once-in-a-lifetime experience."
Upon seeing their agreement, the photographer quickly added, "If anyone can play the instruments, feel free to play. I'll set up the equipment here to record."
"Alright," Violeta responded with a nod.
After pondering for a moment, she decided to play "Melody of the Battle" on the zither, unwilling to let the fine instrument go to waste.
Taking a moment to compose herself, despite not having finger picks, she proceeded with a simple performance, calming her emotions.
"Alright, let's get started!"
The photographer exclaimed as the recording began.
Violeta began to play, following the music in her mind.
The melodious and profound tones of the zither floated gently on the breeze, gradually growing more robust and majestic. It seemed to conjure images of a grand battlefield, where thousands of troops clashed in a spectacular scene.
...
On the other side, outside the zither shop.
A crowd gathered to collect their souvenirs.
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