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 ten

the host's introductions of the

process went smoothly. After exchanging some small talk with the host, they proceeded to the Q&A segment with the audience, during which they could call and ask the host and the guests some

supposed to be a program to discuss films, the questions posited to Ning

was aware of the Q&A segment, the audience's questions were

Ning Ran's tact, she dodged and weaved her way through the barrage and made it through

right. We have time for one more call. Hello, friend. How would you like to

a shrill voice sounded

Ran's fingers

chuckled. “How interesting, ma'am, for you to report your profession. You

just have a question for the guest,” the

glanced at Ning Ran to indicate that she should

are you? My name is Ding Mi.

simpering laugh sounded from the phone. “How have you been,

sound like a woman's, which was why the host addressed the

Ran knew that voice did not belong to

spot on a program, he not only found out about

only pretend not to recognize the voice. “I'm doing well. Thank you for your concern. What are you doing right

the script. The guests could break the ice with the listeners by asking questions

of answers, including driving, getting ready for bed, and working

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

sounded a little flirty, it was still

that so? Well, thank you

woman's, she decided to go along with the mistake and pretend not to hear

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

as it

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