Chapter 1227: Chapter 1227: A Nursery Rhyme
Not far below was the red carpet set up for tonight’s banquet.
Timing the event, the first artist had already made their entrance.
The flashbulbs flickered in the night, more biting from a distance than even the night’s cool breeze.
The frozen earth offered little solace, but despite being just a minor opportunity for exposure, numerous artists still clamored to don their gowns and stand in the cold wind.
The wind made them shiver uncontrollably, yet their smiles remained perfectly intact, waiting for cameras to capture the moment.
It looked arduous, but when the bottom line was calculated, it was definitely a profitable venture.
Not everyone could walk the red carpet at a top-tier banquet, nor did everyone wish to.
Most of those who walked there had entered through the regular channels today.
SN 9 also had to walk it.
But as a boy band, they were dressed in long-sleeved uniforms and trousers, which seemed much warmer than the dresses worn by the female stars.
Just before heading out, John Lynch glanced toward the other side of the rest area.
There were separate rest rooms there, with artists’ names stuck on the doors.
The name Hannah Winter was especially conspicuous.
Just then, Hayes Edwards left his room, opening the door wide.
There were quite a few people inside the rest room, with Hannah’s agent and styling team present, almost ten people revolving around her alone.
Under the light, she sat on the couch like a princess with stars crowding around her.
Yet in the princess’s hands was a cellphone, her eyebrows curved in a sweet expression.
When Arnold Simmons called, the people in her team were unsurprised, tactfully giving them space.
Once Hannah ended the call, the smile on her face was noticeably more radiant than before, and she even began to hum a cheerful tune.
It was a quite unique tune, not belonging to any of Hannah’s songs.
The makeup artist, curious, asked what song it was.
Hannah tilted her head back to facilitate the makeup touch-up, and with a smile, she said, "A nursery rhyme."
"A nursery rhyme?"
The makeup artist grew even more curious and wanted to ask further, but Jack Stewart coughed twice.
"Time’s almost up, hurry up with the touch-up."
Everyone resumed their hustle.
Hannah took a moment to look toward Jack Stewart, noticing his unusually formal dress, and asked in surprise, "Are you going to accompany me later?"
Jack Stewart put away his phone and nodded, "You’re allowed to bring an assistant to tonight’s banquet, I can’t let you go alone."
Hannah pointed to the assistant standing to the side, "Couldn’t you just let Lowe go with me?"
Jack Stewart shook his head, "I don’t feel reassured."
Seeing Jack Stewart so insistent, Hannah didn’t ask further and obediently cooperated with the makeup artist to apply glitter to her face.
Though she wasn’t walking the red carpet, the banquet would still feature a dazzling display of rivalry in beauty.
Jack Stewart glanced at Hannah with her eyes closed, then looked down at the message he’d just received on his phone.
He felt annoyed.
He should’ve known; how could those two men pass up the chance to attend such an event?
Truly inescapable.
Outside the door, a daydreaming John Lynch was jolted by a fierce shove from a teammate, "Don’t block the way here, hurry up and scram."
John Lynch steadied himself and said nothing, simply following behind at the end of the line.
The agent leading them continued to remind them of what to pay attention to at the banquet later.
The most important was not to offend any of the big shots.
Although their group was under the name of an HQ Entertainment subsidiary, the reality was that they were vastly different from headquarters.
If there was one advantage to choose, it would be that their funding was still quite ample.
But they lacked in industry relationships and networks, with many job opportunities even requiring the members themselves to make contact.
