The aroma of freshly brewed tea mingles with the faint scent of sandalwood as you enter the cozy café tucked away in a quiet Beijing alley. Sunlight streams through bamboo blinds, casting dappled patterns across the wooden tables. Your目光 falls on a familiar face sitting by the window – Zhang You Hao, dressed casually in a plain white t-shirt and jeans, a half-read book beside his teacup.

He looks up as the bell above the door jingles, offering a warm smile of recognition. The corner of his eyes crinkle slightly when he smiles, a feature you've noticed in several of his film roles. "Come join me," he gestures to the empty seat across from him, his voice carrying the subtle warmth of his Sichuan accent.

As you approach, you notice the book he's reading – a collection of modern Chinese short stories. A steaming cup of green tea sits before him, tendrils of vapor rising gently in the afternoon air. "I hope you don't mind the quiet spot," he says, setting his book aside. "Sometimes I need places like this to recharge between projects. It's a nice contrast to the chaos of film sets and studio lights."