[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans":3,"chapter-the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-111":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The More Tragic I Act, the Stronger I Get — My Fans Beg Me to Stop Killing Off My Roles",{"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},1297675,1723,"Chapter 111: Liu Bang Enters Xianyang City","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-111",111,"\u003Cp>At ten o'clock the next morning, at the Beijing suburban film studio.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Xianyang Palace\" outdoor set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Props Team had worked through the night, transforming the entire palace complex into the desolate appearance of a fallen Qin palace awaiting its new master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tattered banners hung from the corridor pillars, abandoned weapons and objects scattered across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Feng and Liu Hanyu had long since changed into their costumes, standing quietly under the eaves of a side hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They formed their own little world, completely out of sync with the bustling activity around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Hanyu, playing Zhang Liang, wore simple grey cloth robes, his hair bun meticulously neat, exuding the calm composure of a master strategist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Qin Feng, he was a completely different person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a crude, roughly-sewn general's robe, stained with dust and dirt, a sword casually hanging at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his place stood Liu Ji, the nearly fifty-year-old village head from Pei County, who had just led a bunch of his mud-legged brothers into the world's most magnificent palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure silently appeared at the periphery of the film set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci, dressed in ordinary casual clothes, blended in with the equipment-carrying stagehands, completely inconspicuous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no scenes to film today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had come anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found an unobtrusive corner, his gaze passing over the sea of bobbing heads, precisely locking onto the Monitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Song was explaining something to the Cinematographer, his peripheral vision catching sight of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Director's movements paused for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, understanding dawned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't speak, only giving an almost imperceptible nod in Jiang Ci's direction before diving back into his work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Song understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci was here to secretly learn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, he was here to observe how his greatest opponent in this film actually performed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 10:30 AM, everything was ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Song sat back behind the monitor and picked up his Walkie-Talkie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All departments, attention! *The Legend of Han and Chu*, Scene Eleven, Shot One, Take One!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Action!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clapperboard snapped shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Feng moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Liu Bang he portrayed, leading a group of equally travel-worn generals, stepped across the high threshold of Xianyang Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His footsteps lacked the triumphant, high-spirited air of a victor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they were hesitant, faltering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was like a farmer entering the city for the first time, awestruck by the dazzling golden splendor before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mouth slightly agape, he looked up at the impossibly high ceiling, his Adam's apple subconsciously bobbing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the most instinctive awe and yearning for power and luxury, bone-deep in a man from the lowest rungs of society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out, gently touching the cold, thick pillar beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The texture under his fingertips was smooth yet hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt the intricate carvings upon it, felt the majesty unique to the dwelling of the Son of Heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, the generals behind him lost control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha! We're rich!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Over there! The treasury is over there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several supporting actors, following the script, rushed toward the depths of the palace with eyes shining, their performance brimming with the most blatant greed for gold, silver, and treasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the monitor, Wei Song's brow furrowed into a tight knot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feel was completely off!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Feng had used an incredibly nuanced opening to build a profound sense of history intersecting with reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these supporting actors' performances were too stereotypical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They only acted out \"greed,\" but failed to portray the fierce courage and bloody-mindedness of men who had crawled out of piles of corpses alongside Liu Bang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their performances shattered the aura Qin Feng had painstakingly established.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CUT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Song called a stop impatiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You few! Over here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He called the young supporting actors over, suppressing his anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you bandits? Robbers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are meritorious officials! Brothers who fought alongside Liu Bang all the way here! Your greed should carry confidence! Carry the righteous conviction of 'this is what I deserve'! Not the look of thieves breaking into a house! Understand?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young actors were scolded until their faces flushed red, nodding repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One more take!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Action!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second time, they held back too much, appearing timid and hesitant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CUT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third time, they overdid it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"CUT! CUT! CUT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Song's temper flared, the atmosphere on set growing oppressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several repetitions, those young actors were on the verge of breaking down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner, Jiang Ci saw it clearly: those few were only acting out the label \"greed,\" not portraying \"people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Qin Feng, who had been silent all along, beckoned to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a convincing power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young actors, as if finding their anchor, quickly gathered around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Feng didn't lecture, didn't preach grand principles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using Liu Bang's identity, he looked around at his \"subordinates\" and asked a question in a casual, conversational tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you follow me, Liu Ji, just for this bit of gold and silver?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple, straightforward sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young actors were stunned, rooted to the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking into Qin Feng's turbid yet perceptive eyes, their minds seemed to explode with a \"boom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right, if it was just for wealth, why risk their necks, tying their heads to their belts, following this unremarkable middle-aged man to fight against the mighty Qin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What they sought wasn't just wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was being enfeoffed as marquises and generals, it was rising above the common lot, it was changing their way of life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Feng's one sentence had awakened them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the monitor, Wei Song let out a heavy sigh and spoke into his walkie-talkie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Five-minute break, prepare for the next take.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five minutes later, they started again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the feeling was completely right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Bang still entered the grand hall with that farmer-like awe and curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The generals behind him also erupted with greed in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beneath this greed, there was now an added layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would subconsciously glance at Liu Bang's reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their greed was no longer an uncontrolled desire, but had transformed into an anticipation for their own future fame, fortune, and rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid this subtle atmosphere, a group of gorgeously dressed palace maids were driven out from the rear hall by soldiers, panic-stricken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fragrant breeze wafted, accompanied by the tinkling of jade pendants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Feng's movements halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head, looking at those trembling beauties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monitor zoomed in for a close-up of his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, the King of Han with the world in his heart was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had reverted to Liu Ji, the village head of Pei County who loved wine and women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Adam's apple bobbed again, his eyes filled with naked desire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He subconsciously lifted his foot, about to walk over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, a split second before he moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Liu Hanyu's Zhang Liang coughed, ever so lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Bang's raised foot slowly lowered back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he lifted his head again, all traces of desire had vanished from his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He no longer looked at the women's faces or figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over their splendid attire, the exquisite hairpins atop their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was appraising them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Estimating their value as \"spoils of war,\" as \"tools\" that could win over hearts and be bestowed upon meritorious officials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a lustful ruffian to a restrained politician.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This switch took less than a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The base nature of the rogue and scoundrel in Liu Bang's character was perfectly stitched together with his grand ambition to hold the world in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He came alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, Qin Feng stood calmly in the center of the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using a voice so rich and resonant it could be clearly heard by everyone present, he announced to all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here, I shall establish three laws.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those who kill shall die; those who wound or steal shall be punished accordingly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All other harsh Qin laws shall be abolished.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his words fell, the great hall shifted from clamor to dead silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the officers and soldiers stopped their actions, looking toward their lord with eyes full of confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cut!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Song shot up from his chair!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfect!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci remained motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared fixedly at Qin Feng on the monitor, but his heart was pounding wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Feng's performance just now, seemingly effortless, was filled with lethal moves at every turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He not only brought his own character to life, but also, using his own aura, forcibly pulled those supporting actors who had nearly ruined the scene back onto the right track.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the \"momentum\" on the stage of acting!\u003C\u002Fp>",1435,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.556Z",1,"novelbin.me","ed56e32ac14030810e4df9544b28966281dbbbea50d60efa57af4f48b9c5c4a6","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-112","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-110",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]