As tables were laid out in front of the paintings the guests were to imitate, the screens in the judges' observation room also lit up.
Li Wanxuan looked up at the environment on the screen and spoke with a smile before the PD could introduce, "Isn't this at Nachu's private painting and calligraphy museum?"
"Mr. Li, you have a keen eye," the PD quickly complimented, "Today's guest recording location is indeed at Nachu's private painting and calligraphy museum. There is also a challenge announced by the museum's owner, Mr. Zhang, to imitate works on site."
"Imitation," Li Wanxuan said thoughtfully, looking at the guests who were preparing, "that indeed sounds like Teacher Zhang's style."
"Teacher Zhang?"
Li Wanxuan gave a faint smile to the camera, "Teacher Zhang taught at the National Painting Institute for over thirty years, and I was one of his students in one of those years."
The people present suddenly showed a look of realization.
They hadn't expected such a connection.