As a grand ceremony for the cultural and entertainment industry in Cethos, the “Light of Cethos” not only had stars from the entertainment industry participate, but also seniors from the literacy world. In Cethos, the people were particular to the order of seniority, so even the entertainment industry followed this tradition. Only veteran seniors or people with outstanding achievements would dare to sit in the front, while juniors and newcomers could only sit in the back, no matter how excellent you were.

There were almost no young artists in the first row. The ones sitting in the first row were either the older generation of artists, or the senior leaders of relevant departments. Michael, Harry and Nicole’s seats had been added as an exception.

Today, the seats were divided into three zones—A, B and C. The B zone was in the middle, and should have been seated by the most authoritative and veteran seniors, but at this moment, the ones sitting there were Sandra, Nicholai and their group.

Among those people, the only familiar faces were Nicholai and Sandra. One was a rookie in the film industry and the other a former world champion.

Even those who were older and more accomplished than them were sitting at the back, so what right did they have to sit there?

The award ceremony had not yet started, and the scene was already becoming awkward and difficult to control. The ceremony was about to be broadcast live on television, but the first row of the most important zone B had a long row of empty seats, and sitting in the most critical position in the middle was Sandra and her party. They were so conspicuous that the cameraman didn’t even dare to pan his camera there.

It was going to be a prime time live broadcast, and someone was going to be held accountable for such a huge mistake!

The director went to the last row in a panic like his butt was on fire. He almost knelt down and begged the leaders and seniors to return to their seats.

The leaders and senior artists were also very proud. “The first row isn’t somewhere where old hasbeens like us can sit. Old hasbeens like us are more suited to sit here!”

“That’s right! We’ll sit right here and won’t go anywhere else!”

 

The director was about to cry. No matter how popular Nicholai was, he was just lucky to have made it, and he was far from being a real artist.

The director knew that he had messed up. He didn’t think these old artists would be so prideful.

 

He also knew where the problem was so he hurriedly said to Harry and Michael, “The two of you should sit in the first row! The last row is not suitable for you!”

said

choice and continued, “No no, we made a mistake! Your

matter of changing the arrangements

was considerate. Seeing that the live broadcast was about to begin, he put his mobile phone away and said, “Since it was a mistake, let’s quickly change our

as he agreed, the director was relieved and hurried to the front row to pry Sandra and the others’ out of

iconic stars, and even the old generation artists, all had gathered here. Currently, half of the Cethos entertainment industry

first row

left long ago. Vincent could also tell this wasn’t a spot to

in the first row as she was once a world champion. Since many politicians could sit

Gala, she was always seated in

had the Michel Family’s backing, so why couldn’t she sit in

change seats. I deserve this seat. What’s the matter with you? You can’t just change people’s seats

to persuade her till his mouth went dry, but Sandra still refused to change seats. Seeing that the live broadcast was about to start and after much persuasion from Michael and Harry, the older generation of

become amicable, and the

security guards directly. If Sandra wouldn’t move, he would ask them to just

the back, and

heading toward her from the back. She grew even more

get up! With my qualifications and reputation,

herself a plausible reason. “I always sit in the first row when I am invited to the Spring Festival Gala. Why

already been three or four years, and the era that belonged to you has long passed!” Sophia walked up from behind, holding onto Michael’s arm. Her exquisite eyebrows revealed ruthlessness and

new works for three or four years would have long been forgotten. Miss Mitchell, you are a sports star who has been over the hill for three or four years. You need to be self-aware. Today’s ceremony isn’t someplace

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