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.

began at

the host's introductions of the guests before the

to the Q&A segment with the audience,

callers were women. Though it was supposed to be a program to discuss films, the questions posited to Ning Ran were largely unrelated. Some of the most frequently asked questions were about the nature of her

the Q&A segment, the audience's questions

weaved her way through the barrage

one more call. Hello, friend. How would you

me Doctor,” a shrill voice sounded from the

Ran's fingers

host chuckled. “How interesting, ma'am, for you to report your profession. You save lives, Doctor. It's a noble

just have a question for the guest,” the delicate voice announced

glanced at Ning Ran to indicate that she should

My name is Ding Mi.

simpering laugh sounded from the phone. “How have you

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

to a

a spot on a program, he not only

voice. “I'm doing well. Thank you for your concern. What are you

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

sorts of answers,

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

little flirty, it was still

Ran forced a laugh. “Is that so? Well, thank you for your thoughts,

Anxi's voice for a woman's, she decided to go along

miss? Remember the willow tree

answer, as it became a

Ning Ran's odd expression, the host knew