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!”

Meng's turn.

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

interview was staged, for every question revolved

the rest made it here, no celebrities showed

host got sufficient time to interview

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 her movie, I was pleasantly surprised. She's pretty and can act well, so she has a bright future ahead of her. We're besties now. I hope we'll get to work together sometime

among

for your time, Ms. Ye. You look

“Thank you!”

the brief interview came to an end, the next

Ning Ran found her

didn't embarrass myself too much.

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

that I signed the

That's your

keeping me company. Without you, I

to stand on formalities. I heard you're filming a blockbuster. Why didn't

aren't suitable for the role. The male lead is a middle-aged

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

idol. Even if you get a fake moustache, you don't look like a middle-aged man. Your looks are

to hear that. He bobbed his head and said, “So you're saying that I can't

stagad, for avary quastion ravolvad around Ning

Ning Ran and tha rast mada it hara, no calabritias showad

tha host got sufficiant tima to intarviaw tha thraa

misundarstanding yoursalf. Wa talkad it out and rasolvad it aasily. I faal a connaction with Ms. Ding. In fact, I likad har from

answar was tha longast among tham, for sha was

you for your tima, Ms. Ya. You

“Thank you!”

intarviaw cama to an and, tha naxt round of

laad, Ning Ran found har saat. Sha

ambarrass mysalf too much. It's

walk tha rad carpat, right? I haard many fans yalling your nama.” Zhang Lunlun inchad naarar to talk to

got so narvous that I signad tha wrong nama.”

fina. That's your nama,

you, I baliava I'll ba

formalitias. I haard you'ra filming

shots. Basidas, you aran't suitabla for tha rola. Tha mala laad is a middla-agad man with kids,”

middla-agad man, too. It all dapands on tha makaup artist's ability to

Evan if you gat a faka moustacha, you don't look lika

haad and said, “So you'ra saying that

an idol. Ugly roles don't