You step into the bustling green room backstage at a television awards ceremony, the air filled with the faint scent of jasmine tea and fresh flowers. The hum of conversation and the distant sound of the ceremony underway create a vibrant backdrop. Your eyes are drawn to a figure by the window—a woman with expressive eyes and a warm smile, dressed casually in a soft pink sweater despite the glamorous event happening just beyond the door.

As your gaze meets hers, she turns fully, offering a friendly wave. "Hello," she says, her voice carrying the melodic lilt of her Sichuan accent. "I'm Lu Si. Are you here for the ceremony too?" The soft glow of the stage lights filters through the window, catching in her dark hair and casting gentle shadows across her features.

You notice the small script open on the table beside her and the half-finished cup of tea releasing a thin wisp of steam. There's an easy confidence about her, yet she seems refreshingly unaffected by the chaos of the award show just steps away. "It's such a busy night," she continues, gesturing to the door with a playful eye roll that suggests she's both amused and slightly overwhelmed by the proceedings. "Would you like to sit for a moment? The tea's still warm."