[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining":3,"chapter-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-26":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)",{"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},1854814,2462,"Chapter 26: Strings","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-26",26,"\u003Cp>Jiang Yuxi's POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pull some strings,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It'll be fine,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I still can't believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I'm not the lead. I'm not even second in line. But I matter in this film. I'm a minor antagonist in a major western action blockbuster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of production where the budget could fund an entire country for a year.The kind where names like Oscar-winning directors and A-list celebrities are thrown around like loose change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't know how Han Li did it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And honestly? I don't want to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind roars around me, salty and relentless, carrying the crash of waves far below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cliff beneath my boots is solid, but one misstep and I'd be swallowed whole by the ocean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drop is dizzying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I force my breath to stay steady as the stunt team secures the last of the rigging around my waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Double-check the knots!\" the head stunt coordinator shouts. \"I don't want any mistakes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rope tugs slightly as they test the tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the adjacent cliff, cameras are stationed at multiple angles, lenses trained on me like snipers ready to fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The director, a man notorious for hating CGI-heavy action sequences, stands among them. Arms crossed. Jaw set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wants this shot real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No green screens. No faked movements. Just me, gravity, and faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The back of my neck tingles.Even though I've trained for this moment, knowing I'm about to throw myself off a cliff is different than actually doing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glance at the harness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I trust the stunt crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I trust the rigging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the end of the day... it's still me, alone, taking that leap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Getting here was one thing.Staying here? That was a war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I arrived on set, everyone whispered.I was just another washed-up not known actress who \"used connections\" to land a role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pretty face. A former Film Empress from a country they didn't care about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An outsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could feel it in their gazes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quiet dismissal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fake smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The director barely acknowledged my existence. My co-stars ignored me. The stunt team treated me like dead weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a spoiled celebrity playing pretend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I fought for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I trained longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Took every fall, every hit, every grueling stunt without complaint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruised. Bled. Pushed past every single limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because I refused to let them be right, I refused to let Han Li's investment in me be a mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You Sure About This?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Alright, Jiang! Final check!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A production assistant rushes over, adjusting the tiny mic hidden under my tactical suit. Another tightens the last buckle on my harness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stunt coordinator steps closer, eyes sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"You ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nod, exhaling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze lingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"No shame in using the stunt double, you know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shake my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"There is for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughs, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Actors are crazy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"That's what makes us good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pats my shoulder and steps back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant director gives a thumbs-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The director lifts his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I take a breath, my pulse thundering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"AND—ACTION!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I get into character immediately, my expression hardening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The male lead stands across from me, gun in hand, sweat dripping down his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"There's no need for such drastic lengths. Where is the chip?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My voice is low, edged with menace.My fingers toy with the two silver daggers strapped to my thighs.He responds with his lines. I smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's a choreographed whirlwind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Metal clashes. Dodges and counterattacks. My knives gleam under the setting sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—his backup arrives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glance over my shoulder. The moment they appear, I know I have seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no hesitation I run and sprint, the cliff edge rushes toward me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hear my heartbeat in my ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a single, breathless second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am weightless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind screams past me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world tilts and blurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground disappears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The harness catches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp jerk around my waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My descent slows just in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rocky cliffside rushes toward me. I twist mid-air, tucking my body exactly as I was trained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My feet slam into stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stumble slightly but stay upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the final moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I rip the fake blood pack from my chest, letting scarlet liquid splash onto the rocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breathing hard, I tilt my chin up to the camera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes burning. Chest heaving. Smirking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raise my hand, holding up the tiny silver chip we were fighting for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—I wink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.A heavy pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"CUT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"PERFECT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The camera crew. The director. Even the stunt team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhale, heart still hammering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stunt coordinator reaches down, helping me up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Not bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time I stumble into my trailer, exhaustion crashes over me like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I barely manage to shrug out of my harness before collapsing onto the makeshift bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I haven't felt this kind of adrenaline rush in years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not since my rookie days when I was still fighting for recognition.Back when I still felt... alive on screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, I had roles. I even had awards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But most of them were dramatic, sappy films.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind that looked good on paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind that used CGI for every action scene, or hired stunt doubles to do the real work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this? This was different,this was mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I close my eyes. A smile tugs at my lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A knock on the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> \"Knock, knock.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice is unfamiliar.I glance up as a woman steps inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She's tall, dressed in a fitted black suit. Her eyes are sharp, her presence calculated.A tattoo peeks from the edge of her collar,not something decorative. Something old. Something dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Li's work, no doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My new manager and bodyguard, I wonder what kind of job she had before this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he steps forward with a quiet confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crew follows behind, ready to remove my makeup and change me into something more comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>",997,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.245Z",1,"novelbin.me","f477c07c3bddf4ecc88d61946a9fb1fbe18b5d954c12ec0f9f0ac0e1c2919785","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-27","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-25",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]