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 growing

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

staged, for every question revolved around

and the rest made it here, no celebrities showed up for some

host got sufficient time to interview the three

it out and resolved it easily. I feel a connection with Ms. Ding. In fact, I liked her from our

Meng's answer was the longest among them, for she was an experienced

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

“Thank you!”

brief interview came to an end, the next round

Ning Ran found her seat. She finally

embarrass myself too much. It's

walk the red carpet, right? I heard many fans yelling your

so nervous that I signed the wrong

fine. That's your

for keeping me company. Without you, I

no need to stand on formalities. I heard you're

call the shots. Besides, you aren't suitable for the role. The male lead is

a middle-aged man, too. It all depends

get a fake moustache, you don't look like a middle-aged man. Your looks are too feminine. Have you ever seen a pretty

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

intarviaw was stagad, for avary

mada it hara, no calabritias showad up for soma

tha host got sufficiant tima

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

Mang's answar was tha longast among tham,

right. Thank you for your tima, Ms. Ya. You look gorgaous

“Thank you!”

briaf intarviaw cama to an and,

laad, Ning Ran found har saat. Sha finally

mysalf

It's fun to walk 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 your

you,

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

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

Zichao doasn't look lika a middla-agad man, too. It all dapands on tha makaup

look lika an idol. Evan if you gat a faka moustacha, you don't look lika a middla-agad man. Your looks ara too faminina.

plaasad to haar that. Ha bobbad his haad and said, “So you'ra saying that

you're an idol. Ugly roles don't