"Graz'zt?" The enormous ray suddenly leaped out of the sea, bounced in midair, then somehow sprouted another head.
Having witnessed the whole thing, Nanfeng felt as though his eyes were about to go blind.
Though he owned an advertising company, he had studied film and media at university... While still a student, he had realized how hard it would be for a newcomer like him to get anywhere with no backing, no money, and only the connections his school provided.
But if he swallowed his pride as an Academy Star graduate and shot advertisements, he could do very well.
Nanfeng was a practical man.
Besides, while shooting advertisements certainly had little to do with art, it was not entirely unrelated.
As long as he was willing to pour his heart into it, he could still capture the light and shadow he wanted.
Nanfeng knew perfectly well that he could never spend decades doggedly pursuing his artistic ideals, or make his parents and his beloved sacrifice everything to help him chase his dream.
If he took a step back, Cunlü's contributions could be considered their joint effort toward a shared future.
But if he... Perhaps he really could fight his way to success decades later, but would Cunlü still be so poised and beautiful by then?
The person who sacrificed too much instead became the weaker partner in a relationship.
Nanfeng trusted his love for Cunlü, but he did not trust the kind of man he would be decades later... Having personally seen so many teachers and senior schoolmates twisted beyond recognition by temptation, he truly did not dare bet that he would always remain a good man.
When he chose this path, his instructors had all felt it was a pity.
But they also knew that, given Nanfeng's background, he