As she spoke, Teacher Su seemed to space out for a moment.
"Child, you only live once. A dancer's prime is fleeting—just a few short years. Many are forced to leave the profession because they get too old, their bodies lose flexibility, or old injuries flare up all at once."
"Marrying rich is the goal for many of the women in the arts troupe. Very few, like me, can continue to make a living in this profession on skill alone. Most are forced by circumstance to transfer to other jobs, becoming as mundane as the people they once looked down on, losing all the beauty and glamour of the stage."
"A true dancer must dedicate her entire being to the stage. If your mind is full of distractions, how can you perform a pure dance? And how can you continue to pursue the career you love?"
Xia Zhaoyun smiled, her lips pressed together. "Thank you, Teacher. From now on, I won't overthink things. I'll devote myself wholeheartedly to dancing and become the brightest star on stage!"
