[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner":3,"chapter-i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-54":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm Not Crazy—This Is the Emperor's Banner",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2291394,4480,"Chapter 54","i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-54",54,"\u003Cp>Du Xiuzhi came to the door of the Operations Department but did not enter, only pacing outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t sure if she feared disturbing Shen Siyuan’s work, or if she feared he would reject her request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Siyuan also noticed her, but said nothing to communicate with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was at work; if he spoke to her, he’d be seen as insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she truly needed Shen Siyuan’s help, she would wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Du Xiuzhi noticed Shen Siyuan’s gaze; seeing he had no intention of driving her away, she strengthened her resolve to wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had countless words she wanted to pour out to her husband and daughter—Shen Siyuan was the only person she had encountered so far who could see her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon, she felt a sudden pang in her chest and instinctively glanced toward the Finance Department.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, she saw Dou Dou running out of the Finance Department, trotting along with a little bounce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Children are lively and energetic, but in the past she never dared stray far from her mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One reason was fear of losing her mother; the other was the sheer number of grotesque ghosts, which were truly frightening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time she got separated from her mother, she spent days alone in the supermarket, hiding in corners or crouching inside cabinets, too afraid to show herself—those days were a terrible memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, with Sweet Potato Pot, she feared nothing and no longer feared getting lost, so she loved wandering everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Dou Dou saw Du Xiuzhi shrinking back, she immediately comforted her: “Don’t be afraid—I’m a good kid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Du Xiuzhi forced back her fear and said: “I know you’re a good kid, but the flame on your head is terrifying—I feel it’s dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Dou, upon hearing this, reached up and touched her little head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ming fire atop her head swayed gently, looking utterly dreamlike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Dou sighed: “Sweet Potato Pot says I’m a little fool—I just can’t learn how to put it out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sweet Potato Pot?” Du Xiuzhi was puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Dou, upon hearing this, looked toward the Operations Department.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Du Xiuzhi began to realize who she meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sweet Potato Pot is so nice—he made Mom and Dad see me,” Dou Dou said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your mom and dad saw you?” Du Xiuzhi asked, her expression suddenly stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had come to Shen Siyuan hoping he might relay a message—but now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Sweet Potato Pot did it like this, like this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dou Dou raised her fingers to form a hand seal, but her chubby little fingers were short and thick, making the gesture comically awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Du Xiuzhi was amused by her adorable look, but still dared not approach, speaking from far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Dou Dou saw Du Xiuzhi smile, she took a few small steps forward, eager to get closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you—I’m a good kid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Du Xiuzhi was startled by her movement and stepped back repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Dou Dou slumped her shoulders and hung her arms, looking utterly dejected: “I really am a good kid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if remembering something, she straightened up: “I’ll go find Sweet Potato Pot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, she walked straight through the wall into the Operations Department.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Glory Animation, departments were separated by glass walls, so even from far away and through the glass, Du Xiuzhi could see Dou Dou running straight toward Shen Siyuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Siyuan was chatting online with Ding Youguang and others when Dou Dou suddenly dove into his arms, popping up a little head beneath his elbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sudden appearance startled him; he gently pressed down on her head and whispered: “What are you doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sweet Potato Pot, the fire on my head won’t stop—everyone’s scared of me,” Dou Dou said, voice full of Weiqu .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Siyuan looked down and whispered: “Didn’t I tell you? You need to learn control. Look at Xiao Yue—she learned it well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I’m a little fool,” Dou Dou replied matter-of-factly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who says that? You’re very smart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…” Dou Dou pointed a tiny finger at Shen Siyuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha~” Shen Siyuan laughed awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he said: “Remember the movements I taught you and Xiao Yue? Practice more—you’ll control the fire on your head soon. Look, your flame’s already much smaller than before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encouraged by Shen Siyuan, Dou Dou was instantly energized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She dashed to the side and began bending over, sticking her butt up in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Shen Siyuan’s attitude toward Dou Dou, Du Xiuzhi’s heart ignited with fierce hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Du Xiuzhi and Zhu Guangfa’s daughter was named Zhu Tingting; the little girl was nine years old and in fourth grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably because she had no mother from childhood, she was shy and insecure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Zhu Guangfa finished delivering packages and hurried home, Tingting had already returned from school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tingting, look what Dad bought you!” Zhu Guangfa shouted as he opened the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tingting came out of her room upon hearing him; seeing the bag in his hand, she smelled the aroma from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said happily: “Roast duck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, roast duck. Dad will stir-fry two vegetables, then we’ll eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Guangfa placed the bag on the table, opened it, and pulled out a roasted duck leg to hand to his daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Try it first—I’ll be quick.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had specifically asked the shopkeeper to save him the whole leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Tingting did not reach out to take it; she shook her head: “I stir-fried some potato shreds, Dad. Let’s eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You cooked?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Guangfa’s hand froze in midair, both heartbroken and proud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tingting was only nine—most children her age are pampered, fed and clothed without lifting a finger—but she had already learned to wash clothes and cook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone says daughters are sweet and sensible, but he wished his daughter weren’t so sensible—only hardship could make a child grow up too early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, I only made one dish—I don’t know if it’s edible,” Tingting said uncertainly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine—even raw potatoes can be eaten,” Zhu Guangfa laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he pressed the duck leg into her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You need to eat more meat—you’re so thin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tingting was thin, her frame slender, as if a breeze could blow her away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her features were delicate, just like her mother’s; she had the same short hair, but her eyes resembled Zhu Guangfa’s—only far more beautiful, large and bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Guangfa himself was always dirty, but his daughter was always neat and clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t boasting—his daughter truly looked like her mother, and she was very beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Guangfa entered the kitchen; on the stove sat a plate of stir-fried potato shreds, steam rising from the pot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifting the lid, he saw yesterday’s leftover rice boiled into congee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took out bowls and chopsticks, ladled out two bowls of congee; Tingting came in and carried out the potato shreds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How was school today? Did anyone bully you?” Zhu Guangfa asked over dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tingting smiled: “After you came to pick me up last time, Wang Daoming and the others stopped bullying me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Guangfa laughed triumphantly, striking a bodybuilder pose—his massive tattooed arm looked especially menacing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I was young, I was really tough,” Zhu Guangfa boasted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last time, after hearing his daughter was bullied, he deliberately wore a short-sleeved shirt to pick her up—and it worked wonders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tingting responded with a lowered head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t say the classmates stopped bullying her—only that they all shunned her, calling her father a member of the Heishe Society, a big thug, refusing to play with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the girls—they wouldn’t even speak to her, as if she carried plague.\u003C\u002Fp>",1256,"2026-06-20T03:53:08.657Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","569602c01b8d542dd8e6ab47634e045b493271a6152b778326c07112b5b057c8","i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-55","i-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-chapter-53",623,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-not-crazy-this-is-the-emperor-s-banner-cover.jpg"]