The reporters had just finished speaking.
One after another, black luxury cars provided by sponsors drove up.
Both sides of the red carpet at the TV station entrance were separated by guards and railings.
Reporters and fans alike were kept outside the railings.
However, compared to the crowded and seemingly dangerous fans, the reporters had much more spacious room.
This allowed the excited reporters to not only carry caras to shoot but also to whisper among themselves.
"Hey, is your information accurate? The ones making the grand finale entrance, is it really them?"
"Accurate, of course it’s accurate... My inforr at the TV station saw them get in the car together."
The guests’ luxury cars drove directly to the front of the red carpet, and then guards in suits and ties opened the car doors.
The guests got out of the car, walked through the red carpet, and then up the steps.
At the top of the steps at the TV station entrance, there was a large signing board.
On the signing board was the finalized cast list of the TV series ’The Harem’.
Once the guests arrived, they walked to the signing board, signed their nas, and then moved to the side for an interview with the host.
The scale of A City’s TV station is very large, and the square in front of the studio is particularly grand and impressive.
Laying the red carpet, placing posters and signing boards further enhances the style.
Spending this much to hold a premiere at the TV station’s studio shows the investor’s generous funding for ’The Harem’.
And now, black luxury cars stopped one after another in front of the TV station, and a large number of stars descended.
There were cao appearances, supporting roles by newcors with traffic or veteran actors.
There were guest perforrs for tonight’s premiere, or artists from the Gray family and Wellington family coming to support and showcase.
The further along, the more well-known and popular the stars were.
Until the penultimate car stopped.
The car door opened, and first, a long, slender leg stepped out.
Then, another appeared.
Next, everyone saw Norman York’s handso face, calm yet with eyes that seed deeply affectionate towards whover they gazed upon.
"Ah ah ah ah... My Mr. York is so handso! He just looked at , he looked at ... OH, I’m dying!"
"Nonsense, the heartthrob clearly looked at just now, he even nodded at , he was definitely looking at ..."
The young girls were giddy with excitent, unlike the reporters.
Their caras were already pointed at the car door.
Just waiting to witness if the person getting off next was, as the paparazzi ntioned earlier, not Skye Brown.
If it really isn’t Skye Brown, then there’s only one last car left to make the final entrance.
As the director, Skye Brown, and as the producer and investor, Dylan Wellington, they must be present tonight.
And this divorced couple, who still stir nationwide attention with their rumors, are one hundred percent going to get off the last car.
"Quick, get ready... Once Norman York and Sasha Hammond finish the red carpet, it’s their turn!"
National Heartthrob Norman York and the popular actress Sasha Hammond are usually dia darlings.
But now, the reporters didn’t want to waste a single fra on them.
Everyone wants to grab the headline.
Everyone wants to catch the most sensational mont first.
Even though Norman York and Sasha Hammond have various connections with Skye Brown and Dylan Wellington, at this mont, everyone was intently waiting for the next car to make the grand entrance.
Norman York and Sasha Hammond walked through...
The next car appeared at the end of the red carpet.
The car door was politely opened by security personnel, and a strikingly handso man got off, revealing the most iconic, devilish smile of the Wellington family CEO.
[Next Chapter before 6:30 PM]
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