Shadows
At 7:30 pm, the award ceremony began.
After a half-hour of singing and dancing performances a young man and woman took to the stage.
At this point, the audience was warmly applauding. Only Zhang Xiaohua seemed to be listless. In fact, he didn't want to participate in this boring program. However, due to the strength of the music association, he couldn't help but feel helpless.
After ten minutes, the two hosts on the stage eloquently said their opening remarks and then turned their eyes to a row of old people sitting in the front row and excitedly said: "Let us stand up now and give our warmest applause to our beloved elders!"
The audience stood up and the applause thundered around the room.
"Who are those old fogies?" Zhang Xiaohua applauded and absent-mindedly asked Yuan Datong.