"I've already sent a message to my agent. He should be here soon after seeing it." He glanced at the faint light outside the window, turned his head and advised, "Why don't you go back first? There shouldn't be any problems by dawn."
Wen Wan yawned, stretched, and said, "No need. The assessment will be in a few days, so I'd better take this opportunity to practice more."
"You... why do you want to participate in the audition?" Zhou Ziheng thought about it and asked.
"Huh? Is that not possible? Even the most hermit disciple has to eat, and I still owe 20 million in liquidated damages. I don't know when I can pay it back." Wen Wan couldn't help feeling angry when she thought of the dirty things Ji Mingrui and Lin Xinyu had done.
The couple made her owe 20 million in liquidated damages, and she was too afraid to even spend money on the game.
Zhou Ziheng looked at her and suddenly said without a word, "You are very good. Don't be sad. You will meet someone better in the future."
If she was not mistaken, Zhou Ziheng was now... comforting her?
"What are you thinking? I haven't liked him for a long time. That damn scumbag is just trying to take advantage of my popularity." She hurriedly explained, with a hint of complaint unconsciously in her tone.
Zhou Ziheng looked at her and couldn't help but smile.
"Don't you want to practice? Go ahead and practice. I'm here. If there's anything you don't know, I can teach you."
Wen Wan nodded and thought about it and realized that this made sense. PD’s individual courses are priceless.
Wen Wan is really gifted. Maybe it's what fans call a gift from God. After only one day of practice, her singing has made a qualitative leap.
She sang and danced very steadily. After the song was over, before she could ask Zhou Ziheng for his opinion, Jingyi's voice came from the soul-gathering bell.
"You sing and dance well, but your facial expressions are a little poor."
Wen Wan raised her eyebrows at this moment, and suddenly had a bold guess in her mind: "You also know how to sing and dance? Were you a trainee in your lifetime?"
Jingyi hesitated for a while before responding: "I...I don't know, I just feel like I always have these."
No matter how much Wen Wan called her later, no one responded. Maybe she was withdrawn again.
She looked at Zhou Ziheng helplessly.
"She's right. Your singing and dancing are pretty good now, but you've overlooked one thing: your singing isn't emotional enough, and your facial expressions aren't good enough."
"This is a very energetic song. If you can make everyone feel happy the moment they see you, then you are truly successful." Zhou Ziheng explained to her slowly.
Wen Wan scratched her head, not quite understanding it, and asked doubtfully, "Vitality? Then what should I do?"
Zhou Ziheng carefully gave her advice, "Manage your expressions well. You can smile sweeter, but make it natural and not too much, otherwise it will look too greasy. You can also add some micro-expressions like winks, which will also add a lot of charm to you. Acting is not just a simple performance. It's not just about singing and dancing well. You have to put in the emotion."
"Put yourself in their shoes. If you see someone who can only dance and sing mechanically with no expression on their face, would you be influenced by them? Would you be happy?"
Wen Wan thought about the scene, subconsciously shook her head and replied: "No."
“You have to learn to enjoy being on stage instead of treating it as a task. Only when you are happy can you lead the audience.”
Wen Wan nodded in sudden realization. After being enlightened by him, she suddenly felt enlightened. "Wink? How do I do it?"
Zhou Ziheng didn't say anything, but demonstrated it himself. He looked at him with a pair of eyes, and when he blinked his right eye, there was a smile on the corner of his lips, as if he was discharging electricity. Wen Wan felt as if her whole body was tingling and she couldn't help but shiver.
Then Wen Wan tried to imitate him in blinking, but it was not as easy as she had imagined. When she blinked her left eye, the other eye would always want to blink as well. A normal wink on Zhou Ziheng's face was full of charm, with his eyes electric, but on her it was a facial twitch.
She couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, sighed, and shouted, "It's too difficult, I can't do it!"
Then she checked her phone. It was already five o'clock. She said to Zhou Ziheng, "Is your agent not here yet? I'm going to practice Tai Chi outside at five o'clock. Do you want to come? I can teach you."
According to Zhou Ziheng's usual personality, he would definitely refuse, but for some reason, he agreed to her today.
The two walked out of the building together and found an open space. At first, Zhou Ziheng just watched Wen Wan practice.
Wenwan's movements were smooth and flowing. She was really focused when practicing and nothing could disturb her.
After she finished practicing a set of boxing, she saw Zhou Ziheng watching from the side. She enthusiastically pulled him over and said, "Don't just watch. Practicing Tai Chi more often is good for your health."
So when Wei Lin arrived, this was the scene he saw. He was so shocked that he wondered if Zhou Ziheng was still possessed by a ghost, otherwise why would he do something that he would never do under normal circumstances.
Zhou Ziheng greeted Wei Lin when he saw him, "Are you here? Did you buy anything?"
"I bought it." He handed the item over, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at Wen Wan, secretly looking at her, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, she is really beautiful, but a girl who looks so weak and delicate, can she really be a master of the mysterious arts?
She was also a little worried about Zhou Ziheng, afraid that he might be deceived, so she tried to test him: "Master Wen, I've heard a lot about you. I heard Ziheng mentioned you. I heard that you are very accurate in fortune-telling. Could you tell mine, too?"
Wen Wan took the yellow paper, brush, and cinnabar from Zhou Ziheng, then looked up at Wei Lin. "I'm not worthy of this position. I'm just a trainee. Just call me by my name. I can tell your fortune later. Since you're Teacher Zhou's friend, I won't charge you any money."
He found a place anywhere, put down what he was holding, picked up the brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and then started writing with full concentration.
Wen Wan held the pen very professionally and wrote very steadily. Within two minutes, she had drawn a talisman in one go. The moment the talisman was completed, an unknown golden light flashed on it.
Wei Lin was stunned and no longer dared to suspect that Wen Wan was a liar. Zhou Ziheng had seen this many times, so it was not surprising to him. He stood beside her with a calm expression.
He used his eyes to remind Wei Lin not to lose his composure.
Wen Wan drew three in a row before stopping. Then she put down the brush and handed the talisman to Zhou Ziheng. "Keep it well. Remember to carry it with you. Don't go out at night unless you can."
Wei Lin listened to Wen Wan's instructions and couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, Master Wen, you don't know, it's not that Ziheng insisted on going out, it's really..."
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