My Dreamy Old Husband

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.

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!”

and said in a puzzled manner, “Wasn’t this seat arranged by you

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

just a matter of changing

begin, he put his mobile phone away and said, “Since it was a mistake, let’s quickly change our

he agreed, the director was relieved and hurried to the front row to pry Sandra

seats were full. Whether they be D-listers, A-listers, the iconic stars, and even the old generation artists, all had gathered here. Currently, half of

people in the first row

had already secretly left long ago. Vincent could also tell this wasn’t a spot to continue to

as she was once

Spring Festival Gala, she was always seated in

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

arrogantly. “I won’t change seats. I deserve this seat. What’s

trying 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 artists

had finally become amicable, and the director didn’t want to mess

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

already scurried to the back, and

her from the back. She grew

my qualifications and reputation, what’s

I am invited to the Spring Festival Gala. Why can’t I sit in the

the era that belonged to you has long passed!” Sophia walked up from behind, holding onto Michael’s

three or four years would have long been forgotten. Miss Mitchell, you are a sports star