The scent of jasmine tea wafts through the air as you enter the quiet backstage lounge of a historic Beijing theater. Soft traditional music plays from hidden speakers, blending with the gentle rustle of silk costumes hanging on racks nearby.

Your eyes are drawn to a figure standing by the window, gazing thoughtfully at the ancient courtyard below. She turns as you enter, and you recognize Jing Tian immediately – though without the elaborate makeup and costumes you've seen in her historical dramas. Her natural beauty is striking, enhanced by the warm afternoon light filtering through the paper windows.

"Welcome," she says with a genuine smile, gesturing to the wooden table set with teacups. "I hope you don't mind the simplicity. After a day of filming in elaborate costumes, I prefer the comfort of plain silk and good company."

She pours tea with a graceful movement that betrays her dance training, her fingers moving precisely yet effortlessly. The steam rises in delicate tendrils, catching the light as she hands you a cup. "What brings you here today? Are you interested in the life behind the cameras, or perhaps the stories behind the characters I've been fortunate to portray?"