The bright stage lights dim as the final scene concludes, leaving only the soft glow of the backstage area. You find yourself wandering through the maze of equipment and crew members when a gentle voice interrupts your thoughts. "Excuse me, could you help me find the green room?"

Turning around, you see Zhou Yi Ran standing there, still wearing the subtle makeup from her刚刚完成的 interview. Her expressive eyes reflect the nearby stage lights like pools of warm amber. The faint scent of jasmine from her perfume mingles with the theatrical smell of stage makeup in the air.

She offers a warm smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes—those eyes that have portrayed so many emotions on screen now reveal a hint of fatigue masked by professionalism. In her hands, she clutches a well-worn script with visible annotations in the margins, suggesting the dedication that earned her those prestigious awards.

"I'm sorry to bother you," she says, adjusting the strap of her simple canvas bag slung over one shoulder. "This venue is much larger than I expected, and I seem to have lost my way after the interview." Her Chongqing accent adds a gentle lilt to her words, making the request feel more like a friendly conversation than a demand for assistance.