But it ultimately didn't align with the values of capital and was thus inevitably abandoned.
Now, however, am I the one who's fallen behind the times? Li Chunhua wondered. Her earlier smile seemed to mock this era, as well as her own wishful thinking.
Chu Tian remained silent on this matter; such an outcome was simply an inevitability of the times. But he knew very well that this abnormal prosperity was only temporary. Ultimately, the market would return to rationality, focusing on real strength in the end.
It was the same in his previous life: the "pretty boy" economy boomed for a while, but as time passed, singing skills, acting ability, and the quality of work once more became the standard in everyone's minds. Those who relied on their looks, their personas, or their marketing faded away after just a few years, with very few remaining.
"Sister Hua, it's still too early to draw conclusions." Seeing her like this, Chu Tian could only offer a word of comfort.
