Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

Nan Chen's scowl became less severe at that. “Ignore him. He's dangerous.”

Ning Ran was highly in agreement with his point of Ruan Anxi being dangerous.

“All right, I will ignore him. I have time, anyway. I have work today; I'm going on Traffic Radio,” Ning Ran announced.

Nan Chen frowned. “Traffic Radio? How is this the first I'm hearing about it?”

“It is impossible for me to report everything to you, with you being as busy as you are. The program, Movie Talk, is going to air at ten. It's a live broadcast that goes on for half an hour. I will answer some questions from the host to promote our new film,” Ning Ran explained.

“All right, then. Qiao Zhan will go with you. Since it starts at ten, I presume it'll end at ten-thirty? I'll pick you up.”

“That's not necessary. As it's not far from the city, I'll have the driver send me home. You work really hard, so you should get some rest after coming home.”

Nan Chen did not respond. She could not tell what he was thinking.

After lunch, Ning Ran began studying the script.

It was a casual talk show about films. Aside from having guest interviews, some film music will be played during the breaks.

Furthermore, the interviews would not involve the interviewees' private lives. At most, they would only be asked questions such as what their favorite movies were and their reasons for enjoying them.

Then, they would be asked about the new film, which required communication with the production team because the film was not yet on air and spoilers were a big taboo, though she could not keep her lips entirely sealed.

It was the studio's decision as to which scenes could be revealed and which could not. Ning Ran could not shoot her mouth as she had to bear the responsibilities.

Ning Ran was not overly nervous as she was not being filmed and was instead speaking into the microphone.

After all, she was no stranger to talk shows and did not have the fear a complete beginner would have.

At twenty to ten that night, Ning Ran arrived ahead of time at the studio and began speaking with the host and the staff there.

broadcast began at

host's introductions of the guests before the

to

program to discuss films, the questions posited to Ning Ran were largely unrelated. Some of the

something Ning Ran had anticipated. Though she was aware of the

weaved her way

call. Hello, friend. How would you like to be addressed?” the host

a shrill voice sounded from the

Ning Ran's fingers

you to report your profession. You save lives, Doctor.

a question

Ning Ran to indicate

Ding Mi. Are you there?” Ning Ran

the phone.

a woman's, which was why the host addressed the caller as

Ran knew that voice did not belong to a woman but

all the effort to land a spot on a program, he not

recognize the voice. “I'm doing well. Thank you for your

The guests could break the ice with the listeners by asking questions like this, which also made it easier for

before provided all sorts of answers, including driving, getting

the answer was different. “I'm thinking of you,” the

sounded a little flirty, it was

a laugh. “Is that so? Well, thank you

voice for a woman's, she decided

not to know me, miss? Remember the willow tree outside the homestay entrance? I'd carved

answer, as it became a

Ning Ran's odd expression, the host knew that she must