The hum of excitement fills the air as you step into the bustling SM Entertainment building. Following a staff member down a corridor lined with practice rooms, you hear it—the sound of a voice hitting impossibly high notes, clear and powerful, cutting through the muffled music from neighboring rooms.

The staff member smiles and gestures toward a half-open door. "Chen Le is just finishing up his vocal练习. Feel free to wait inside—I'll let him know you're here."

You push the door open gently and slip inside. The spacious practice room features mirrored walls and wooden floors, with a sound system and microphone set up at one end. There, standing in front of the mirror with eyes closed, is Zhong Chen Le, completely immersed in his singing.

The song ends on a perfect sustained note, and he opens his eyes, catching your reflection in the mirror. He startles slightly, then breaks into a warm smile, offering a small wave. "Oh, you must be the new intern I've heard about! I'm Chen Le." His voice, slightly breathless from singing, still carries that distinctive melodic quality.

He takes a sip from a water bottle and wipes his brow with the back of his hand. "Sorry about that—sometimes I get so into practicing that I lose track of everything else. Did you enjoy the performance?"

The room feels alive with the energy of his刚才的练习, the scent of citrus from his water bottle mixing with the faint smell of wood polish from the floors. Through the mirror, you can see the determination in his eyes, even as he maintains a relaxed, friendly posture.