[{"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-180":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},1297794,1723,"Chapter 180: Shadow — This Is the True Core of the Tragedy","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-180",180,"\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's hand holding the marker pen paused in mid-air for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was he fixated on tragedy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he would die if he didn't perform tragedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fatal answer, of course, couldn't be spoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sense of crisis born from survival instinct made every cell in his body tense up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to give a perfect, irrefutable answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly put down the pen, raised his head, and met Su Qingying's probing gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because happiness is monotonous, and fleeting pleasures are transient. But pain is different; every heartbreak has its own unique texture and shape.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were clear, steady, devoid of any personal emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This taste is worth savoring repeatedly, worth being remembered forever. It is more valuable than happiness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying all this, he almost believed it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This rhetoric lifted from acting theory textbooks, polished with his own experience of prolonging life, seemed exceptionally sincere and profound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying listened quietly to the end and did not press further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded gently, seemingly accepting this explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jiang Ci could sense that probing intent had not disappeared; it had merely been temporarily set aside by her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying spoke, breaking the brief silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she made a move that took Jiang Ci by surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not touch the script on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor did she continue discussing the character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a step back, standing in the open space in the center of the study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afternoon sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, casting a bright halo upon her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she opened them again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had completely changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The calm, professional Best Actress from before had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young girl consumed by immense pain and guilt appeared before Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at the empty space before her, as if a lover she had personally hurt, covered in wounds, was lying there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body trembled, not the exaggerated, dramatic kind of shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a kind of spasm that seeped from the marrow of her bones, uncontrollable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears welled up without warning, sliding down her smooth cheeks and falling onto the floor, soundless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ye Chen...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What escaped her was a broken sob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a technical standpoint, her performance was perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every detail, every pause in breathing, accurately conveyed the heartbreak and despair of \"A Li\" facing the severely injured Ye Chen beneath the giant tree in the script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was textbook-level acting skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Jiang Ci did not offer any evaluation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He calmly walked over to that huge sheet of white paper and picked up the marker pen again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tap.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pen tip lightly touched the paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That faint sound abruptly halted Su Qingying's performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She withdrew from that extreme emotional state and looked at Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's pen tip was pointing at two words directly below the timeline belonging to \"A Li.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Companionship.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his meaning was instantly understood by Su Qingying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her performance had acted out pain, acted out guilt, acted out heartbreak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she had not acted out these two words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had not acted out that warm and resilient companionship that had seeped into the bones, bit by bit, during three years of day and night together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though tragic, it lacked the most fundamental foundation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying's body stiffened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She closed her eyes again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The study fell into a long silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci was very patient. He knew the real \"clinical trial\" had only just begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Su Qingying opened her eyes again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was not A Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Ling Xi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The legendary witch from a thousand years ago, who loved fiercely and hated decisively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her posture changed, her back straightening with an innate arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked in the same direction, but the emotion was completely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No longer guilt and pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a kind of intense, suffocating love mixed with hatred, regret, and possessiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you cannot belong only to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then stay here forever, accompany this tree, accompany me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every word she spoke carried a bone-chilling coldness and a scorching decisiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact was far greater than A Li's crying just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Best Actress was indeed professional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci gave his evaluation in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, once again, he took the same cold, ruthless action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still showed no reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply picked up the pen and slowly drew a clear, suspended dotted line on that huge sheet of white paper, between the endpoint of the timeline representing \"Ling Xi\" and the starting point of the timeline representing \"A Li.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This line connected the two characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it also completely severed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying's performance was interrupted once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at that dotted line and froze completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She understood Jiang Ci's meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling Xi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could perfectly perform either one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she could not connect them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her performance consisted of two separate, brilliant solos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not two sides of the same story, one entity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was precisely the hardest, most core crux behind Director Zhang Mouyi's crazy decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She fell into deep thought. That powerful aura from before instantly dissipated, reverting to the quiet Su Qingying facing a difficult problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn't figure it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could these two completely opposing souls be presented through the same face? Where exactly was that connecting point?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her tangled expression, Jiang Ci finally gave his own answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his pen and neatly, stroke by stroke, wrote two words directly above that lonely dotted line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment these two words were written.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying's body jolted violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared fixedly at those two words, as if struck by lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the confusion about character switching, all the obstacles about performance boundaries, were utterly shattered at this moment by these two words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Li is Ling Xi's shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through A Li's face, what Ye Chen sees is Ling Xi's shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling Xi is A Li's shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of A Li's warm companionship is shrouded under the shadow of Ling Xi's thousand-year tragedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They are not opposites.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They are each other's cause and effect, the entanglement of destiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the true tragic core of this story!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rustle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying suddenly moved, carefully folding up that huge sheet of white paper along with all the analytical diagrams on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding that weighty \"battle map,\" she walked to the door, but her steps halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not look back, only asking in a very soft voice, \"Jiang Ci, what kind of person... are you really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for Jiang Ci's answer, she had already pulled open the door and left quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her departing back, Jiang Ci finally breathed a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His days of painstakingly studying the script weren't in vain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as Su Qingying could perform the core concept of \"shadow,\" the heartbreak value KPI was half secured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He packed up his things and prepared to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the black entourage van, the atmosphere was oppressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Su Qingying got in the car, she unfolded that folded white paper on her lap, looking at it intently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her agent, Sister Wang, sat opposite her, her expression so grave it seemed water could drip from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She handed over a document.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qingying, take a look at this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying did not raise her head, her gaze still fixed on the paper filled with lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Notification just received.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang's words carried anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The crew's first script reading session is scheduled for the day after tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying gave an \"Mhm,\" still distracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang's voice was very low, every word exuding the urgency of an impending storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Zhang specifically named you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And Jiang Ci.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He wants you two to perform a scene together on the spot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying's movements finally paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang looked at her and finished her final sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Zhang said if we're going to test, test 'the hardest one'.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1329,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","0796a13a4bfb29ac4dd58e8e6d783c95abee1a1d299f4b81ea6d8c1470205d9a","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-181","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-179",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]