Feng Mang

70 Haircut

Translator: Polarbearadise

Wang Zhongding rushed to the dressing room and found Han Dong was really crying, and as the stylist described, he was crying quite miserably. Not only did the tears streamed down, but he also shouted "second uncle" at the top of his voice, leaving others at a loss.

(T/N: (二大爺 (Èr dàye) = second uncle)

In many places in the north, when the word "Ye" was read softly, it means one's father's elder brother, èr dàye that is èr bó. Because he knew Dong grew up in his second uncle's family, therefore, Wang Zhongding was not surprised.

(T/N: (二大爺 (Èr dàye) and 二伯 (èr bó) both mean second uncle)

"Could it be that he got his hair cut when he was a child, and that left a shadow?" Er Lei speculated.

Before Wang Zhongding could declare, he was hugged firmly by Han Dong who cried out "second uncle" very movingly.

The few people beside Han Dong was sweating for him, afraid "second uncle Wang" would wake him up with a fist. As a result, not only Wang Zhongding didn't push him away, he also stopped Er Lei when he came forward to pull Han Dong away.

After a long time, Han Dong finally calmed down.

Wang Zhongding slowly put Han Dong's head back to its original position, struggled for a moment in his heart, and finally made concessions, "Forget it, don't cut it, just do a simple fix."

Afraid of Han Dong would play tricks again, Wang Zhongding simply stayed and kept watch on him.

This was Wang Zhongding's first time "appear at the scene in person" to guide the work, which made the stylist feel more pressure, and they have to deal with two difficult masters at the same time. The degree of their hardship can be imagined.

"Cut the second layer of hair 1.3 millimeters shorter."

Beads of sweat oozed from the stylist's forehead, 1.3mm......exactly......how long is it?

It was not easy to grasp the measurement, they then heard Wang Zhongding said again on the side: "Six strands fell."

"Six strands fell?" The stylist couldn't comprehend.

"You didn't hold it firmly just now. Six strands of hair fell and mixed into the third layer."

Six strands......six strands......the stylist was instantly dumbfounded, which six strands?

Wang Zhongding couldn't watch anymore, so he reached out his hand, and asks for the comb and scissors in the stylist's hand.

"I'll do it."

The stylist was shocked instantly, you will do it? This......can you do it?

The stylist was not quite at ease, "We can assist you."

"No need, you guys standing here will just block the light."

The stylist and assistant had to leave, Er Lei also went back to finishing the chores, the dressing room only Han Dong and Wang Zhongding.

Wang Zhongding combed Han Dong's head of curly hair again, patiently combing from the hair root slowly to the tip. He found that Han Dong's hair was not curled like the hair of the Han nationality, but similar to that of Caucasians, with large, full, fluffy, and layered hair. However, it also has distinct personal characteristics. For example, most of the curly hair at the tip, while Han Dong's hair curls at the root with smooth hair tip. Therefore, the small rabbit's tail was very neat and round.

If you don't look at Han Dong's face, and looking at the back of his head alone is very cute.

"Second uncle." Han Dong called again.