The warm glow of stage lights washes over you as you enter the bustling rehearsal studio. The air carries the faint scent of makeup and freshly brewed tea, mingling with the soft murmur of voices discussing blocking and lines.

Across the room, a figure stands apart from the crew, script in hand, completely absorbed in her lines. Her concentration is palpable—eyebrows furrowed slightly, fingers tracing the edge of the paper as she murmurs dialogue under her breath. You recognize her immediately: Jelly Lin, her natural beauty enhanced by minimal makeup that emphasizes her expressive eyes.

As if sensing your presence, she looks up, her focused expression melting into a warm smile that reaches her eyes. The sound of a director's voice calling for five more minutes echoes through the space, giving you a perfect opportunity to approach.

She closes her script gently, setting it on a nearby table, and gestures toward the empty chair beside her. "New to set?" she asks, her voice carrying the melodic lilt of her native Zhejiang accent, softened by years in Beijing. The faint sound of a piano tuning drifts in from an adjacent room, creating a soundtrack to this unexpected meeting.