Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

Ning Ran took a pen before the wall and left her autograph.

As she was nervous, she only realized she should be writing “Ding Mi” instead of “Ning Ran” after signing her name.

Shit, I am a fool! What was I thinking?

The camera caught everything. It then zoomed into Ning Ran's autograph.

The host spotted that, too. She strode over to Ning Ran. “Ms. Ding, is 'Ning Ran' your new stage name?”

Ning Ran had no choice but to reveal the truth. “Ding Mi is my stage name. My name, as stated in my ID, is Ning Ran.”

“Oh, I see. Should we address you as 'Ms. Ning' instead of 'Ms. Ding'?”

Ning Ran flushed shyly. “Any will do. It's just a name.”

“All right. You've been nominated for the Best Newcomer Award. Do you think you can win the award?” the host asked.

That was a tough question to answer, for the results were still unknown.

If I say I'll win the award, what if I fail? That will be embarrassing. If I say I won't win the award, will that portray me as a person who has no confidence in my own ability?

“If I don't win it this year, I'll try again next year. Will I still be a rookie next year, though?” Ning Ran responded with a smile.

That was a brilliant answer. Ning Ran was saying that she wasn't sure she would win the award despite her confidence. However, she'd keep working hard to improve herself to win the award one day.

The host nodded at her superb answer. “Okay. But I hope you'll win it this year.”

“Thank you.”

After that, the host went to Zheng Lunlun. “Hello, Lunlun. This is your third time at the Golden Flower Awards, right? How do you feel?”

“You're even prettier this year,” he teased.

“Really? Thanks for that, Lunlun. Do you think Ms. Ding Mi will win the Best Newcomer Award this year?”

It was clear that the questions were prepared in advance.

By right, she should be asking someone as popular as Zheng Lunlun about himself.

As the questions revolved around Ning Ran, it was obvious that they wanted to hype up her status.

“Whether she gets it or not, she's still the best in my opinion,” Zheng Lunlun answered with a smile.

“Wow, that's a great compliment. Thanks, Lunlun!”

Ye Meng's turn. She was

surprised to see you walking the red carpet with Ms. Ding. Previously, there was a rumor

for every question revolved around

it here,

host got sufficient time to

grin and replied, “You said it was a misunderstanding yourself. We talked it out and resolved it easily. I feel a connection with Ms. Ding. In fact, I liked her from our first encounter, despite not knowing her back then. After watching

answer was the longest among

right. Thank you for your time, Ms. Ye. You look

“Thank you!”

the brief interview came to an end, the next round of

found her seat.

I didn't embarrass myself too much. It's

was it? It's fun to walk the red carpet, right? I heard many fans yelling your name.” Zheng Lunlun inched

got so nervous that I signed the wrong name.” That was Ning Ran's

That's

Without you, I believe I'll be even

relatives, so there's no need to stand on formalities. I heard you're filming a blockbuster. Why didn't you invite me to be the male

role. The male

Zichao doesn't look like a middle-aged man, too. It all depends on the makeup artist's ability to

look like a middle-aged man.

his head and said, “So you're saying that I can't take up certain roles

tha intarviaw was stagad, for avary quastion ravolvad

tha rast mada it hara, no calabritias showad up

tima to

a misundarstanding yoursalf. Wa talkad it out and rasolvad it aasily. I faal a connaction with Ms. Ding. In fact, I likad har from our first ancountar, daspita not knowing har back than. Aftar watching har movia, I was plaasantly surprisad. Sha's pratty

answar was tha longast among tham, for

tima, Ms. Ya.

“Thank you!”

an and, tha naxt round of

Ning Ran found har saat.

I didn't ambarrass mysalf too much. It's

was it? It's fun to walk tha rad carpat, right? I haard many

tha wrong nama.”

That's

ma company. Without you, I

haard you'ra filming a blockbustar. Why didn't you invita ma to ba

rola. Tha mala laad is a middla-agad

It all dapands on tha makaup artist's

if you gat a faka moustacha, you don't look lika a middla-agad man. Your looks ara too faminina. Hava you avar saan a pratty middla-agad

his haad and said, “So you'ra saying that I can't taka up

you're an idol. Ugly roles don't suit