[{"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-186":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},1297800,1723,"Chapter 186: Only half-demons don't eat such mortal things","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-186",186,"\u003Cp>His words fell, and the entire crew's machinery instantly sprang to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All departments, attention! 'Longing Across Time,' Scene One, Take One!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clapper loader stepped in front of the camera, and a crisp clap sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Action!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only sound left on set was the rustling of wind through the artificial forest leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying emerged from behind a massive, imitation ancient divine tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was dressed in modern attire—a white hoodie and blue jeans—creating a stark, jarring sense of temporal dislocation against the surrounding ancient, desolate scenery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cool, aloof face carried the bewilderment of a newcomer and a wariness towards the unknown environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When her gaze fell upon Jiang Ci, leaning against a tree trunk not far away, that wariness instantly melted away, transforming into pure concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A plume of white steam, carrying the aroma of grilled meat and rice, wafted up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying's performance was exquisitely nuanced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She carefully took out a rice ball, her eyes shimmering with unadulterated expectation and kindness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She extended the rice ball towards Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ye Chen, try the grilled meat rice ball I made. It's a modern recipe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following Zhang Mouyi's direction, the moment the rice ball was offered before him, Jiang Ci's brow furrowed slightly, and his head instinctively turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A half-demon would never eat such mortal fare.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised a hand, his movement carrying an aloofness that kept others at a thousand miles' distance, and pushed Su Qingying's hand away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gesture wasn't large, but the physiological revulsion of a higher being towards lowly food, mixed with the stubborn arrogance of denial, was portrayed to perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci mentally gave himself a stamp of approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The inner layer of physiological rejection, the outer layer of tsundere arrogance—both levels were conveyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cut!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's icy voice, transmitted through the walkie-talkie, echoed across the entire film set, instantly severing the atmosphere that had just been brewing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NG.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi strode out from behind the monitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't look at Jiang Ci, but instead glanced at the innocent rice ball in Su Qingying's hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your performance just now was telling me, 'I'm very uncomfortable.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his head, his gaze sharp as a torch, staring directly at Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were 'acting' a half-demon's physiological revulsion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The acting is too heavy-handed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What I want isn't something acted out; I want your genuine physiological reaction!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci looked at the playback footage and offered no defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Zhang Mouyi wanted was that, before the expression of that \"tsundere\" emotion, there had to be an instinctive reaction stemming from the half-demon's physical constitution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This layer was much deeper than simple duplicity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And much more difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's voice rang out again, carrying an undeniable pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Before you deliver that line, I must see a moment where you are 'offended' by this smell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This disgust must precede all your other emotions. Understood?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood.\" Jiang Ci nodded, crisp and decisive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes and stood still for a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, he rapidly reconstructed the performance logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to portray a beast that had just awakened, facing a type of food it had never encountered before, experiencing that instinctive wariness and rejection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Su Qingying watched quietly, still holding that cartoon lunchbox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her focus had already shifted from how to perform her own role well to how Jiang Ci would handle this test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no longer a scene between two actors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a silent, high-level duel between an actor and the director.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, all departments, get ready!\" the Assistant Director shouted loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Scene One, Take Two!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clapperboard fell again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Filming resumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying's performance was identical to the first take.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She emerged from behind the tree, opened the lunchbox, her eyes still holding that unsullied, pure kindness and expectation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steam rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as that wave of heat, mingled with the scent of food, drifted before Jiang Ci's face—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden change occurred!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's brow furrowed sharply and abruptly, as if pricked by a needle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His nostrils followed with an extremely subtle twitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the kind of visceral, physiological disgust a germaphobe might feel on a crowded subway, suddenly catching a whiff of the pungent, cheap perfume on the person next to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This reaction lasted only 0.3 seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So fast it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the camera captured it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That instinctive revulsion was forcefully suppressed by a more powerful sense of aloofness and arrogance belonging to the character Ye Chen himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if he felt offended by his own momentary loss of control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed the rice ball away and uttered that line coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A half-demon would never eat such mortal fare.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the brief pause of his gaze on the rice ball carried a completely different meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no longer the duplicity of \"wanting to eat but feeling too embarrassed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a confusion over \"why does this thing affect me?\"—a bewilderment towards his body's unfamiliar reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One action, two layers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One physiological, one psychological.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the monitor, on Zhang Mouyi's perpetually stern face, the corner of his mouth lifted for the first time in what felt like ages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cut, print.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prepare for the next setup.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing the words \"cut, print,\" the crew first collectively breathed a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a wave of incredulous shock surged from the depths of everyone's hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the camera and lighting crews who had worked with Zhang Mouyi for years; they exchanged glances as if they'd seen a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two takes for a pass with Director Zhang?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for a scene with such ridiculously demanding details?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ten-minute break!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Assistant Director's voice broke the silence on set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci detached himself from the character's state and walked over to sit on a rest chair in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Su Qingying took the water her assistant handed her but didn't drink immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood there, seemingly lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, she walked towards Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing the faint, watchful gazes from all around, Su Qingying spoke in her usual cool, even-toned voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That moment just now was really well performed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple acknowledgment from a top-tier Best Actress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci looked up at Su Qingying and accepted the praise frankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was just imagining it was a durian-stuffed stinky tofu rice ball.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying: \"?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her motion to turn and leave froze right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Jiang Ci's completely serious face, and her mind buzzed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Durian... stuffed... stinky tofu rice ball?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks began to appear on that perpetually calm and professional icy facade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, she said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned and walked away, her pace twice as fast as when she arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right then, Zhang Mouyi's utterly toneless voice sounded again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Jiang Ci, still pondering \"rice ball flavors\" in the corner, then at Luo Yu on the other side, who had already changed into costume and was emanating a gloomy aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He issued the next instruction directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Clear the set, prepare for Scene Two.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ye Chen's first encounter with Chi Jie.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1194,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","f812de8158bb48649a34603f10c6336c2b905580ede7a085347915c4f0064b9d","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-187","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-185",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]