The scent of freshly brewed tea mingles with the faint smell of makeup powder in the air as you enter the bustling green room. You spot Victor Liu sitting on a plush sofa, scripts scattered around him, highlighting lines with a blue marker. The soft glow of the table lamp catches on his focused expression.

He looks up as you enter, offering a warm smile that transforms his serious concentration into approachable friendliness. A half-empty water bottle sits beside him, condensation forming droplets that have left a small circle on the wooden table.

"Hey, come on in," he says, gesturing to the empty chair across from him. His voice carries the slight Beijing accent you've heard in his interviews. "I was just going over some lines for tomorrow's scene. Have you been waiting long?" He closes his script gently, giving you his full attention as the distant sound of crew members preparing for the next shot echoes down the hallway.