During this week, the tacit understanding between Wen Wan and Zhou Ziheng has increased rapidly. They can know what the other person wants to do with just one glance.

On the day of the performance, because it was a traditional Chinese style theme, black hair would be more suitable, but I didn’t dare to dye it black. After all, I would have to dye it a different color when I debuted.

She can only use disposable hair dye spray to do it. She is now sitting next to Zhou Ziheng to do her hair.

Because this is a collaborative stage among the mentors, the mentors all brought their own makeup artists, and of course Zhou Ziheng is no exception.

Because Wen Wan was performing a solo performance, she shared a dressing room with Zhou Ziheng, and the other friends were all next door.

Zhou Ziheng looked at her hair that had turned golden, and asked with a hint of heartache, "Did it hurt when you bleached it before?"

Wen Wan thought about it and then said, "It's okay. It's mainly for beauty. Girls will do anything for beauty, not to mention the scalp pain."

After temporarily dyeing her hair black, Zhou Ziheng stared at her and looked at herself, then praised her: "You are already very beautiful."

"Your black hair is beautiful already. Don't keep dyeing it other colors. It will hurt your scalp." I would feel sad too. As always, I couldn't say the last sentence out loud. I could only think about it in my heart.

Whenever he thought about Wen Wan having someone she liked, his heart ached.

Wen Wan recently felt that there was something really wrong with Zhou Ziheng. He always stared at her with a very subtle expression.

She was also very confused. She hadn't done anything recently, so why did this person keep looking at her like this?