Having talent and entering the ranks of the talented.
It wasn't exactly smooth sailing, but at the very least, there was professional capability.
And that was a solid foundation to stand on.
But if one misjudged their own talent and rashly entered an industry, they might ultimately be defeated and end up with a face smeared in dust and ash.
Failure, though not terrifying,
still brought unhappiness.
Lu Yang certainly didn't want to see Bei Xian'er unhappy.
He was already spoiling her—how could he bear to let her be upset?
"I feel like I definitely have talent!" Bei Xian'er insisted.
"In that case," Lu Yang said, "let's consult with a professional. After all, you haven't had systematic training. If you really want to pursue this path, even if you have talent, you'll still need to learn. Don't worry, leave it to me, I'll find a teacher to assess you."
Yu Canghai was a big fish in the south.
He would definitely know all sorts of people.