"How about I open a dance studio for you?"
"That would cost a lot, right? Besides, my dad said he’ll give a million to try once I graduate."
"Your dad is one thing, but I’m different. Are you going to be with or your dad in the future?"
"Hmm... with you!"
"Then that’s settled. Just listen to . Besides, your dad can only give you a million, maybe a little more, but if you want to open a dance studio, what can you do with that money? You need to consider your target audience for the studio. For instance, if you want to offer adult hobby classes or professional art exam training, you need it to be in an office building or comrcial complex. In Jiangdu, renting such places isn’t cheap. You can’t just rent in a distant area, right?"
Xu Lin analyzed it carefully for her.
Besides adult hobby classes or art exam training, there are also student groups, parent-child dance, and the like.
But targeting students and parent-child groups like that has no real future.
Xu Lin: "So my idea is that you go for professional dance creation and training, connecting with the entertainnt industry. That’s the way to succeed; you can’t just treat it as a hobby, right?"
"I’m not doing it as a hobby."
Xia Xiyao quickly shook her head, "But I also don’t know professional dance creation."
"It’s fine if I know it. I’ll teach you, and you can teach those young and pretty girls. This way, you can connect with the entertainnt industry. You might even end up training girl groups."
Xu Lin felt that this approach would lead to endless opportunities, and he could back Xia Xiyao up, with a clear route and positioning.
Xu Lin currently also has connections and resources in the entertainnt industry. When the ti cos, with his support, Xia Xiyao’s future will be bright.
She already has a great talent for dancing. If he choreographs so dances for her to teach girl groups, that would be perfect.
Moreover, as everyone knows, the girl groups in the local entertainnt industry have really poor dances, even compared to those across the border in South Korea. There’s not much innovation anymore. The entertainnt circle mostly plays to the fan base, with hardly anyone seriously honing their craft.
Xu Lin happens to have the relevant credentials and creative ability.
Choreographing so girl group dances? Easy peasy.
"Brother, can you create dances?" Xia Xiyao was curious.
"There’s nothing I can’t do, but now we need to discuss opening a dance studio for you, so let’s first talk about your career focus to give you a clearer future."
"So, I’ll be teaching people from the entertainnt industry?"
"Specifically, those young, beautiful girls who want to debut or are trying to grow in the entertainnt industry. Pay attention to the qualifiers: young and beautiful, and they must be at least 1.68 ters tall."
"Why’s that?"
"Otherwise, how are they going to debut?"
"Oh, right!"
The entertainnt industry focuses intensely on looks, and the competition is fierce.
Xu Lin: "So, you’ll teach them, I’ll help you connect, and your career will gradually take off."
"Oh, oh!"
"Tomorrow, let’s find a place to rent as your dance studio."
"Brother, so soon?"
"You can start in the sumr. Just imagine, when you graduate, you’ll be driving a car worth millions, living in a house worth tens of millions, while your classmates are still struggling to find jobs, worrying repeatedly about the future. Isn’t there a big gap?"
"But like this, it’ll trouble you a lot, needing your money, your connections, and a lot of your efforts..."
"Well, you’re my woman after all. I’m responsible."
Xu Lin told her: "And don’t overthink it. In this world, it’s very rare to make it purely by your own strength. Most people have soone powerful behind supporting them. Think about it: if you were born in an ordinary family, and your dad couldn’t even give you thirty thousand, what would you do?"
Xia Xiyao shook her head.
Xu Lin didn’t continue the topic.
"Let’s go get so dinner first."
"Brother, this one’s on !"
"How much allowance did you get this month?"
"Ten thousand!"
"That’s a lot?"
"My mom gave three thousand, my dad gave four thousand, and my stepmom gave three thousand!"
"Then it’s a comfortable month."
Xu Lin rembered a high school classmate whose biological dad was a city leader, and stepdad was a wealthy guy. With two dads, he had everything he wanted. Xia Xiyao, having three parents, is similar.
"This is just the first month of school, so the allowance is a bit more."
"That’s nice."
Xu Lin had actually thought of giving Xia Xiyao money before, like ten thousand a month to spend.
But on second thought, it wasn’t a good idea. Xia Xiyao wasn’t with him for his money.
It’s better to set up a dance studio for her now, so she can have her own career.
The older sisters around Xu Lin naturally need no ntion; Shang Wanjun also has her own things to do, Ning Yuhuan’s life goals are very clear, and Yu Xinyan is destined for great things. Rong Xiyi is very wealthy; after graduation, she could just laze around every day, and Xu Lin could support her.
But Xia Xiyao is different. She’s studying arts, which has the least prospects actually.
Either your family is extrely rich, or your talent is exceptionally high.
Art is sothing that only thrives at the pinnacle. If you’re not at the top, you’re out. It’s harsh.
So in a way, Xia Xiyao is the girl with the bleakest prospects among those around Xu Lin.
That night, Xia Xiyao treated for dinner.
They ate seafood hotpot, which cost more than four hundred for the two of them.
It was past ten.
Xu Lin and Xia Xiyao found a hotel to book a room.
They hadn’t seen each other in three months.
As soon as they got to the room, without any buildup, they just started.
"Brother, I missed you so much!"
Xia Xiyao sat on Xu Lin, leaning forward to look at him, her beautiful eyes full of affection.
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