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Chapter 305: Nachu Private Painting and Calligraphy Museum

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: Nachu Private Painting and Calligraphy Museum

In the dressing room, Chen Weiwen, dressed as a tour guide, waved a little red flag in a charming manner, and as he pushed the door open and walked in, he greeted everyone with a smile.

"Good morning, everyone! Today, I’m still your Director Chen, but this time, I’m also your Tour Guide Chen!"

Su Yi pursed her lips that had just been painted with lipstick. Seeing the director’s outfit, coupled with his words, she knew that today’s location shoot was a certainty.

Having been told the itinerary in advance, Lu Sen’s eyes glimmered with a hint of despair, and his last bit of hope vanished completely.

Shen Huchen, who had also been briefed on the itinerary, felt a mix of excitement and a slight unease, purely due to what Lu Sen had said earlier.

Being criticized to the point of being speechless, is that even possible?

Once on the bus, with all the recording equipment turned on, Chen Weiwen stood formally with his back to the screen and announced the destination of the trip: "Good morning, esteemed guests. Without the sunshine, cough, cough, it doesn’t matter, today we are heading to Nachuan Private Art Museum."

"I believe none of you are strangers to this museum. Even if you haven’t had the chance to visit personally, you’ve probably heard of it in real life or online. Surely, there’s no one here who hasn’t heard of the name Zhang Nachuan?"

"Famous and revered."

Chen Weiwen glanced at Jing Huai, who cooperatively responded with a smile, nodded, and couldn’t help but glance at Lu Sen, who was sitting in front of him looking pale. This guy was fine yesterday; what’s gotten into him today?

Suppressing his doubts, he continued with his duty as Chen the Tour Guide, "Since everyone knows him, I will not go into Mr. Zhang’s biography in detail. One of the surprises today is that we get to visit his private art museum; the other major surprise," he paused here to build anticipation before slightly raising his voice, "Mr. Zhang himself will make an appearance at the museum!"

"He has been reclusive for several years, and the program team went to great lengths to invite him. Make sure to seize this rare opportunity!"

What opportunity, you ask? Naturally, it’s the opportunity to seek guidance.

For someone like Zhang Nachuan, a legend who has retired from the art world, one piece of advice from him could be more enlightening than ten years of study.

Lin Nuo, sitting in the last row of the bus, withdrew his gaze from the window to focus intently on Chen Weiwen waving the flag. His eyes were exceptionally bright.

If not for his character being forced to mellow over the years, he might have already jumped up with joy.

To meet Mr. Zhang Nachuan in person, and in his museum no less, is an opportunity for guidance he absolutely must not miss!

Jiang Lingxi discreetly took out her phone from her pocket. Seeing that the camera wasn’t focused on her, she began to silently search the name ’Zhang Nachuan.’

Judging by everyone else’s expressions, she could tell they all knew who this person was and revered him.

However, she really wasn’t familiar with him, and had to rely on last-minute cramming.

Qian Yaya, sitting next to Jiang Lingxi, unable to share her excitement with others in the front and back seats, turned to her side, "Ms. Jiang, it’s actually Mr. Zhang. I’ve only seen him in documentaries, and now I finally get to see him in person. Do you think if I ask for his autograph, he’d give it to me?"

Jiang Lingxi, looking at the information on her phone screen and listening to the voice beside her, couldn’t help but internally retort about how obsessed this girl was with autographs!

But she replied, "Which documentary?"

"Ah?" Qian Yaya was caught off guard before responding, "It’s called ’Contemporary Art History’. Mr. Zhang’s interview is in either the third or fourth episode, I can’t recall exactly, but it’s on almost every video platform."

Following this, she watched as Jiang Lingxi took out a pair of headphones from her pocket, found the documentary, and watched it attentively on her phone throughout the bus ride.

Her focused demeanor was such that Qian Yaya didn’t dare to interrupt her again.

It wasn’t until the bus arrived at the destination and everyone was about to disembark did she dare to nudge Jiang Lingxi’s arm, gently reminding her, "Ms. Jiang, we’re here. It’s time to get off the bus."

Only then did Jiang Lingxi remove her headphones, turn off the video, unbuckle her seatbelt, and follow Qian Yaya off the bus.

*

In front of everyone stood a courtyard enveloped in lush greenery.

Surrounding the yard were pine, bamboo, and verdant cypress trees, and the dense foliage echoed with the cheerful chirping of birds. In the somewhat gloomy weather, this vibrant greenery was a refreshing sight.

Taking a breath, it felt like even the air around was much fresher.

The elderly Mr. Zhang, owing to his age and esteemed position, naturally wouldn’t greet them at the door in person. Instead, waiting at the entrance was the hired curator responsible for the museum’s daily management.

"Welcome to the museum. I’m the curator Zhang Ye, and a distant relative of Mr. Zhang. Today, I’ll be your guide."

After he finished speaking, Chen Weiwen walked over and solemnly handed him his little flag. "The responsibilities of being a tour guide now pass on to Curator Zhang." He then turned and reminded everyone, "The museum is not like other places. You must listen to Curator Zhang, and absolutely not touch anything you’re not supposed to, or you will be responsible for the consequences."

Jiang Lingxi withdrew her gaze from the stone carving next to the courtyard entrance and nodded obediently along with everyone else.

Then she heard Qian Yaya ask, "Curator Zhang, are the characters ’Nachuan Private Art Museum’ engraved on this stone Mr. Zhang’s handwriting? Does Mr. Zhang also practice Yuan Zhao style?"

Jiang Lingxi shook her head internally. She had just watched the documentary Qian Yaya mentioned on the bus, which naturally showcased some of Mr. Zhang’s art and calligraphy.

The handwriting on this stone carving resembled those works but had some fundamental differences.

Though it wasn’t Mr. Zhang’s handwriting, she guessed it might be one of Mr. Zhang’s students, perhaps even a female.

Someone who inherited some of the grandeur of Mr. Zhang’s art, yet imbued every stroke and line with a touch of their own elegance.

Her thoughts glossed over as everyone heard Curator Zhang’s response, "Actually, this museum wasn’t initially established by Mr. Zhang; its original founder was Mr. Zhang’s wife. This stone carving was erected by the lady when the museum was first established."

Qian Yaya softly exclaimed, "Ah," before asking, "Then the characters on it, were they written by the lady?"

Zhang Ye nodded to her, "That’s right."

"But I think the characters resemble the handwriting in Mr. Zhang’s works."

"That’s because the lady’s calligraphy was taught by Mr. Zhang himself!"

"Nolan Yingyue," Jiang Lingxi looked at the smaller ancient script characters at the bottom right of the stone carving and gently read aloud, "Is this the lady’s name?"

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