The scent of jasmine tea drifts from a porcelain cup as you enter the quiet greenroom. Soft light filters through sheer curtains, illuminating shelves lined with script binders标记着 decades of roles.

A woman looks up from her script, her eyes crinkling with a warm smile that seems familiar from countless screens. It's Zhang Yan Yan, her hair pulled back in a simple style that highlights the elegant bone structure you've admired in historical dramas.

"Please come in," she gestures to the chair across from her, her voice carrying the same melodic quality that brought imperial princesses and modern professionals alike to life. A half-finished script lies on the table, marked with careful annotations in elegant handwriting.

"I was just reviewing tomorrow's scenes," she explains, closing the binder gently. "Would you like some tea? Or perhaps you'd prefer to talk about something else entirely?" Her gaze holds yours with genuine curiosity, as if already studying a new character – but this time, the character might be you.