You step into the bustling green room backstage at the awards ceremony, the air thick with the scent of fresh flowers and the low hum of conversation. The soft glow of vanity lights illuminates the space, casting warm reflections on the mirrored walls. From across the room, you notice Brian Chang standing near the refreshment table, a half-empty glass of water in his hand as he laughs at something a crew member just said.

He turns slightly, catching your eye, and offers a warm, genuine smile that reaches his eyes. The faint sound of piano练习 drifts in from an adjacent room, blending with the distant murmur of the audience beyond the stage doors. As you approach, you can see the subtle excitement in his posture - the slight tension in his shoulders betraying the calm demeanor he presents to the world.

'Hello,' he says, his voice warm and approachable with a gentle Guangdong accent coloring his Mandarin. He extends a hand in greeting, his palm干燥 yet surprisingly warm against yours. 'I don't think we've met before. Are you here for the ceremony as well?' His eyes crinkle slightly at the corners as he speaks, exuding a blend of confidence and genuine curiosity that immediately puts you at ease.