"Yes." Zhang Ye glanced at Jiang Lingxi with some surprise.

As the director of the Nachuan Museum, there is a program team to record the program, so he naturally needs to know in advance what the guests are.

Jiang Lingxi and Jing Huai are the only two actors among the guests, and he naturally knows it.

However, in his long-standing impression, the young actors in the entertainment industry now do have good faces, but there are few with good acting skills, and there are even fewer with a certain cultural background.

Mrs. Nalan's name, if those amateur guests could read it at a glance, he would not be so surprised.

It's just Jiang Lingxi who he thinks is just a good face and a high degree of popularity.

After looking at it so seriously, he somewhat understood why the program team didn't invite all the amateur guests, and put two actors inside.

The girl standing in front of the stone carving, her eyebrows and eyes are clear, her hair is lightly pulled, and her loose azure robe is like a beautiful picture full of ancient charm.

The end is pleasing to the eye.

Who doesn't like to look twice!

Qian Yaya also saw those four words in front of the stone carving, and then looked at the first word engraved above the 'Nachuan Private Calligraphy and Painting Museum' is also an ancient character, and suddenly her imagination burst out, and she stretched out her finger and pointed at Zhang Ye, "Director Zhang, is this 'Na' word, is it also Mrs. Nalan's?" ”

Zhang Ye gave her a positive answer this time, and everyone was a little curious about this topic, so she simply explained on the spot: "At the beginning, Mrs. Nalan suggested that Mr. Zhang take out his works and the works of famous artists they have collected in his life for more people to enjoy. However, although Mr. Zhang loves calligraphy and painting, he is a person who does not like to deal with trivial matters, and feels that it is too troublesome to do this. ”

But Mrs. Nalan never gave up on this plan, and since the old gentleman found it troublesome, she decided to do it herself. First of all, she found someone to repair this courtyard house according to the standards of the museum, and by the way, this courtyard house was also her old man's dowry. Later, he personally took up the pen and asked someone to make this stone carving, and finally obtained the consent of the old gentleman to move the works in the old gentleman's study to this museum for interested future generations to appreciate and appreciate. ”

"It can be said that without Mrs. Nalan, there would be no Nachuan Private Museum of Calligraphy and Painting, and there would be no me as the director."

Everyone was a little fascinated when they heard it, but they didn't expect that this museum, which is very famous in their calligraphy and painting circle, would have such an unknown past.

Qian Yaya's mood fluctuated the most, "Mrs. Nalan loves Mr. Zhang so much. ”

A museum is not something that can be built, especially if it is used to preserve calligraphy and painting works, and it takes a lot of effort from planning to completion.

Building a museum for a loved one, if that's not the ultimate romance, then she can't think of anything else.

Zhang Ye also sighed a little when he saw her like this, "Although Mrs. Nalan has gone, she left this museum full of memories for Mr. Zhang, and the old man cherishes it very much, and he is more willful when he is older, so the museum has been opened less in recent years." ”

Lusen's face was a little complicated, he had met Mrs. Nalan before.

He was still young at the time, but the old man with full gray hair and still extremely elegant still remains in his memory vividly.

Old Man Zhang's temper is getting worse and worse, and he almost knows the reason now.

Zhang Ye shook the small flag, "Okay, that's all for the introduction at the door, please come in with me." ”

Entering the courtyard, you can see the green trees and red flowers as far as the eye can see, and even a small sunflower in the corner of the wall that is less than a person's knee height is well cared for.

The spacious courtyard is surrounded by quaint old-fashioned buildings, and some modern facilities are cleverly covered, and care can be seen everywhere.

Qian Yaya consciously walked beside Jiang Lingxi, and muttered quietly while admiring it: "There was a competition for the most beautiful museum in China before, and I saw a comment that the Nachuan Private Calligraphy and Painting Museum should also be on the list, and now it seems that what he said is really not an exaggeration." ”

Jiang Lingxi agreed, "Mrs. Nalan is indeed a smart person. ”

"It's a pity that ......," Qian Yaya's tone was a little regretful, "I can't see it with my own eyes, I think her old man's Yuan Zhao's body is better than my aunt's." ”

Jiang Lingxi: "......"

She suspected that this girl might want an autograph even more!

The signature collection madness is a real hammer.

Zhang Ye did not forget his duties as a part-time tour guide while leading the way, "There are three areas in the museum, but only two are currently open, namely the collection of famous historical paintings and calligraphy and the collection of works by Zhang Nachuan and contemporary people, which one do you want to visit first?" ”

Qian Yaya habitually raised her hand before she spoke, and said curiously when Zhang Ye looked over: "Director Zhang, what is the last area that is not open?" ”

Zhang Ye: "...... It is some of the works of Mrs. Nalan during her lifetime. ”

Qian Yaya immediately swallowed back what she wanted to say, 'Can't you open it today?'.

After a simple vote by a show of hands, the majority of those who want to see the historical works first, after all, what can be collected by Mr. Zhang, not to mention that it is absolutely genuine, and the fame and quality must be extremely high, and the key is not seen elsewhere.

Soon the crowd gathered in the exhibition hall of historical works.

In the three-walled and one-glass interior, the temperature is maintained at a constant temperature and humidity that is most suitable for the preservation of calligraphy and paintings, and many works are hung on the three walls in a staggered manner.

There is also a brief introduction and description of the work below the work, which is written in delicate Xiaokai himself, Jiang Lingxi only glanced at it, and recognized that this was also the handwriting of the lady of Nalan.

Although the font is different from the stone carving at the door, as long as it is the same person's character, it will have the same writing habits and distinct personal characteristics.

Jiang Lingxi focused on the calligraphy and painting works of Yuan Zhao and the future, and finally stopped in front of a somewhat familiar ink landscape.

She looked at it for a while, then looked down at the introduction of the work below.

Title: "Blue Waves".

Author: Shen Qianshan.

Introduction: According to legend, this painting is copied by Shen Qianshan, the original painting is made by the ancestors of the Shen family, the style of the work is distant, and the details are not lacking in delicacy, and the best choice is the best work. However, I privately think that the work is a little less imposing and a little more tranquil, and if you are lucky enough to see the original, you are very lucky.

"Shen Qianshan!" Jiang Lingxi read softly, and her gaze fell back to the painting, her gaze a little distant.

The memories that were originally somewhat vague are slowly becoming clear at this moment.

"It is worthy of the Shen family, who can paint such a majestic painting at a young age!"

She felt that this painting was just a little familiar, because the original work was very magnificent, and only less than half a point was left on this painting.

"Do you also like Shen Qianshan's works?"

Jiang Lingxi turned her head to look at Shen Hechen, who had just walked to her side and stood still, and shook her head, "I prefer the original work of "Blue Waves". ”