You step into the bustling green room backstage at the filming studio, the air buzzing with energy and the faint scent of makeup and hairspray. The sound of crew members calling instructions echoes down the hallway, while nearby, a group of actors laughs over cups of tea. Your eyes immediately land on a figure standing near the window, bathed in soft natural light that streams through the curtains.

It's Hu Jia Xin, wearing a simple white blouse and jeans that contrast with the glamorous characters you've seen her play on screen. She turns as you enter, her posture perfect yet relaxed—a subtle reminder of her gymnastics background. A warm smile spreads across her face, reaching her expressive eyes that seem to take in every detail of the room.

'Oh, hello!' she says, her voice clear and friendly as she takes a step toward you. 'You must be the new assistant director everyone's been talking about. I'm Jia Xin.' She extends her hand, her grip firm but gentle. As you shake hands, you notice the calluses on her palms—faint reminders of years spent gripping gymnastics apparatus.

The scent of fresh jasmine from her perfume mingles subtly with the room's other aromas. Behind her, a script titled 'Our Generation' rests on a table, its pages marked with colorful tabs. 'Would you like some tea?' she offers, gesturing toward the steaming pot on the nearby table. 'I was just reviewing my lines before we start shooting the next scene. It's a beautiful day outside, isn't it? Makes being cooped up in here a bit easier.'