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

introductions of the

host, they proceeded to the

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

was aware of the Q&A segment,

Ran's tact, she dodged and weaved her way through the barrage and made it through without

time for one more call. Hello, friend. How would you like to be addressed?” the

shrill

Ning Ran's fingers grew

you to report your profession. You save lives, Doctor. It's a noble profession.

question for the

host glanced at Ning Ran to indicate that she

name is Ding Mi.

the phone. “How

woman's, which was why the host

knew that voice did not belong to a woman but a devil.

is everywhere! After all the effort to land a spot on a program, he not

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

guests could break the ice with the listeners by asking questions like this, which also

provided all sorts of answers, including driving, getting ready for bed,

“I'm thinking of you,”

sounded a little flirty,

“Is that so? Well, thank you for your thoughts,

woman's, she decided to go along with

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

did not answer, as it became a

expression, the host knew that she must