[{"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-151":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},1297765,1723,"Chapter 151: \"Yu Ji\" Too Deep in the Role","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-151",151,"\u003Cp>As the dance reached its climax, Zhao Yingfei executed a rapid spin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade of the long sword in her hand actually grazed her own arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the monitor, Qin Feng, who had been sitting calmly, abruptly stood up from his chair!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Hanyu and Huang Shengqiu also leaned forward instantly, their pupils contracting sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, it was a prop sword with an unsharpened blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the absolute resolve this action represented was more cutting than a real blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The veteran actors on set understood instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei was using a ritual bordering on self-harm to completely merge herself with the character of Yu Ji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Post-production!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Li, we need to have the VFX team add blood to this scene!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Head Screenwriter Li Jun beside him, who had long been struck speechless by the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the tent, the \"Eight Thousand Souls\" music reached its peak at this moment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drumbeats thundered like war drums, each beat a call to death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei's dance steps became faster, her movements more forceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her white dance costume tore through the dim candlelight, leaving behind desperate and tragic afterimages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dance ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei stood holding the sword, her chest heaving from rapid breaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no tears on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, as she looked towards the lonely figure at the tent entrance, she managed a smile of utter devastation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci slowly turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke, delivering the script's long-determined line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yu Ji, do you have any regrets?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That smile was tragically beautiful and proud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I follow my king, in life and death, without regret.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her reply was filled with understanding, compassion for a hero's end, and... a final touch of madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sorrowful smile, she mustered all her strength to shout a line that wasn't in the script at all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My king! For our sake! Break through the encirclement!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment her words fell, she actually lifted the long sword and began walking towards the tent entrance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was about to rush out of the great tent, Jiang Ci moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a single step, arriving later but faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind, he wrapped his arms around that figure, holding her tightly in his embrace!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Urk...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei struggled wildly in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword in her hand, due to this violent struggle, reversed its blade and slashed fiercely towards the arm holding her!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci did not dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That unsharpened prop sword, under the immense force of her struggle, still deeply cut through his sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fabric tore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A real, bloody scratch quickly appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intense pain shot through him, but Jiang Ci ignored it completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held her tightly, burying his head in the crook of her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This embrace was the Hegemon's final tenderness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also a man's deepest despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could accept his own defeat, he could accept being betrayed and abandoned, he could accept dying in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he could not accept his beloved sacrificing herself for him in such a tragic way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't go...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's voice carried a sob he himself hadn't noticed, a sense of extreme fragility bursting forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I beg you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This \"I beg you\" utterly shattered the last vestiges of strength in the person he held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei's struggles gradually ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt the uncontrollable trembling of the body behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers slowly loosened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Clang!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp sound rang out as the long sword fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned her hands and, with equal force, embraced Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears finally broke through the last dam, silently streaming down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the swirling artificial snow and the Chu Songs from all sides, the two embraced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this warmth was fleeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei smiled sorrowfully again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand reached towards Jiang Ci's waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, hung a short sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short sword symbolizing \"farewell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene from the script was finally about to appear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei delivered her final line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My king's spirit is spent, what life is left for this lowly concubine!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold prop blade swept across her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark red prop blood surged forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly staining her plain white dance costume, and also staining Jiang Ci's arm, which was still bleeding as he held her tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei's body slowly went limp in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci held Yu Ji's cold \"corpse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not throw his head back and roar in grief like in countless film and TV dramas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head, looking at the bloodless face in his arms, his entire body trembling uncontrollably and violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he forced out two disjointed syllables.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yu Xi...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could no longer utter the following \"what am I to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because at this moment, Xiang Yu was already a man who had lost everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any words were superfluous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the monitor, there was dead silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Song's eyes were bloodshot, his fists clenched tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched the scene on the monitor, one second, two seconds...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until the trembling body in the shot finally released the last vestiges of emotion belonging to Xiang Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did he press the walkie-talkie button and roar with all his might three words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cut! That's a wrap!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his voice fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire film set remained terrifyingly quiet, with only the howling simulated by the snow machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crew members who had been cleared from the set earlier but couldn't resist sneaking a peek outside the tent now stood frozen in place, as if their souls had been sucked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a corner, a young female clapper loader could no longer hold back. Covering her mouth, she let out a sob suppressed to its extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the sorrowful atmosphere on the entire set was ignited, and suppressed weeping sounds rose and fell one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, in Jiang Ci's mind, it was a completely different scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system's notification tones, absent for so long, flooded his consciousness once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak emotion detected... Heartbreak Value +125!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak emotion detected... Heartbreak Value +98!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak emotion detected... Heartbreak Value +155!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Congratulations, Host has obtained a total of 623 points of Heartbreak Value! Life span increased by 75 days!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The [Emotional Isolation LV1] passive skill activated precisely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grief belonging to the character Xiang Yu slowly began to fade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's rationality gradually reclaimed its territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just about to get up from the floor and check his still-bleeding arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he suddenly noticed that the person in his arms was in a somewhat abnormal state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei's eyes were still tightly closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body was still trembling very slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the corners of her eyes, real tears were falling uncontrollably, drop by drop, landing on the back of his hand that held her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her entire being still radiated an aura of heartbroken despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci was momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei... had immersed herself too deeply in the role and hadn't yet emerged from the tragedy of Yu Ji's sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thought quickly flashed through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that he had reaped such a bountiful harvest this time was largely thanks to this partner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a conscientious \"life-extension worker,\" he had an obligation to help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a golden partner who could help him efficiently harvest Heartbreak Value.\u003C\u002Fp>",1214,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","5ff3b6986e499c4d37c3dac30cd6984c6e9fe15e1ff8d3f837466af64fbe30c2","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-152","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-50",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]