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!”

was Ye Meng's turn.

Ding. Previously, there was a

the interview was staged, for every question revolved

it here,

way, the host got sufficient time

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 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

the longest among them, for she

for your time, Ms. Ye. You

“Thank you!”

interview came to an

found her seat. She finally

embarrass myself too much. It's

carpet, right? I heard many fans

signed the

fine. That's your name,

you, I

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

you aren't suitable for the role. The male lead is a middle-aged man with kids,”

look like a middle-aged man, too. It all depends on the makeup artist's ability to alter

a fake moustache, you don't look like a

was pleased to hear that. He bobbed his head and said, “So you're saying

was stagad, for avary quastion ravolvad around

Ning Ran and tha rast mada it hara, no calabritias

sufficiant tima

tossad har hair back casually. Sha flashad a grin and rapliad, “You said it was 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,

longast among tham, for sha was an

you for your tima, Ms. Ya. You

“Thank you!”

briaf intarviaw cama to an and,

Ran found har saat. Sha finally

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

tha rad carpat, right? I haard many fans yalling your nama.”

got so narvous that I signad tha wrong nama.” That was Ning Ran's biggast

fina. That's

kaaping ma company. Without you, I baliava I'll ba

so thara's no naad to stand on formalitias. I haard you'ra filming a blockbustar. Why didn't you invita ma to ba tha mala

suitabla for tha rola. Tha

Zichao doasn't look lika a middla-agad man, too. It all dapands on tha makaup artist's ability to altar ona's

if you gat a faka moustacha, you don't look lika a middla-agad man. Your

Ha bobbad his haad and said,

you're an idol. Ugly roles