[{"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-195":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},1297809,1723,"Chapter 195: The Full-Course Feast from Director Zhang","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-195",195,"\u003Cp>As the workday neared its end, a directive pierced through the clamor of the film set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The 'Agony of Control' scene has been moved up to tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's voice, amplified by the loudspeaker, hammered against everyone's nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire crew erupted into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The set assistant moving props froze mid-action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lighting technician adjusting equipment jerked his head up, his face a mask of stunned disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Insane!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This completely violated the fundamental workflow of a top-tier, large-scale production.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn't an ordinary scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chi Jie captures A Li, uses his demonic power to control her, and makes her personally shoot an arrow at Ye Chen, recreating the tragedy from a thousand years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The character's agony, the actor's explosive performance—all of it required vast amounts of time to brew, to settle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moved up to tomorrow?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's assistant, clutching a stack of freshly printed call sheets still warm from the printer's ink, broke into a nervous sweat as he jogged through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He navigated through the throng of people and finally stopped in front of Luo Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Teacher Luo, Director Zhang's intention...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant handed over the revised call sheet, his sentence trailing off halfway, the rest of the words seemingly stuck in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu took the thin piece of paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingertips trembled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian silently drew near, her signature sweet fragrance, at this moment, felt like invisible vines—both soothingly coiling and nerve-wrackingly constricting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't look at the call sheet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Luo Yu's taut profile, her voice soft, yet each word felt like a stab to the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Yu, Director Zhang is forcing your hand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu's body gave an almost imperceptible shudder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian continued, her every sentence lightly scraping against his sensitive nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang Ci's momentum is too strong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone saw how excited Director Zhang was about that impromptu performance with the headphones this afternoon. He thinks he's found a shortcut, found that kind of 'spiritual energy' that can instantly grab the audience's attention.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused artfully, letting the words \"spiritual energy\" and \"shortcut\" ferment violently in Luo Yu's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she delivered the cruelest blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right now, he wants to use you to suppress Jiang Ci.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's also testing you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian's voice dropped even lower, carrying an intimate sense of shared grievance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Testing whether you can handle that kind of free-spirited, wildly imaginative performance of his.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words were venomous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She defined Jiang Ci's performance as a kind of \"clever trick\" born of \"spiritual energy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Implying that if Luo Yu couldn't handle it, everything he stood for would become a laughingstock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single shoot was successfully twisted by her into a battle for honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian's words acted as a catalyst, rapidly twisting Luo Yu's professional anxiety born of insufficient preparation into another, more aggressive emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched the call sheet in his hand, the thin paper crumpling and deforming under his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant didn't linger by Luo Yu's side for long, moving on to find the other lead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had prepared himself for a wave of complaints about \"insufficient preparation time,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Jiang Ci was also at the core of this scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Teacher Jiang, tomorrow's scene...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant handed over another call sheet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci took it, casually flipped through it, and then... let out a huge yawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, got it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He folded the call sheet haphazardly and stuffed it into his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci rubbed his eyes, looking utterly sleep-deprived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Actually, it's good. Finish shooting earlier, wrap up earlier. I'm about to die from all these late-night shoots lately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant choked on his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had prepared a bellyful of soothing explanations and reassurances, but not a single one was needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only was there no complaint, the other party even seemed... somewhat pleased?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This offhand, casual quip, filtered through the ears of the eavesdropping crew members nearby and then transmitted to Luo Yu not far away, instantly took on a different flavor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Die from all these late-night shoots\" became a scornful dismissal of this ultimate showdown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wrap up earlier\" became arrogance towards this highly difficult scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu listened to the whispers reaching his ears, his hand gripping the call sheet so tightly his knuckles protruded, turning white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci paid no mind to the strange atmosphere around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brain was operating at high speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shooting earlier?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excellent!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That woman Wen Nian was just worrying about not having enough material to \"spoon-feed\" Luo Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Zhang was practically serving up a full imperial banquet!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He desperately wanted Luo Yu's hatred for \"Ye Chen\" to become so concentrated it could materialize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then, when Chi Jie controls A Li and makes her shoot the arrow at Ye Chen,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could the cruel delight, the deranged ecstasy of exacting revenge, be performed to its absolute extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was immensely beneficial for harvesting Heartbreak Value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he needed to do was \"feed\" Luo Yu into the shape he desired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hotel corridor, its carpet thick, absorbed all footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci walked towards his room in a pleasant mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure stopped not far ahead of him, blocking his path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Su Qingying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held a thin piece of paper in her hand—that variety show invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn't mention the variety show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She strode quickly up to Jiang Ci and slapped a new script directly against his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The motion was hurried and forceful, carrying a barely suppressed anger, completely unlike the usually calm and composed Su Qingying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci was a bit bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Teacher Su?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying didn't answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her state was very off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was etched with worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang Ci.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She called him by his full name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know there are tensions between you two.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I don't want you bringing your personal issues into the performance, especially not in tomorrow's scene!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her speech was rapid, icy, and urgent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, she had seen all the undercurrents between Jiang Ci and Luo Yu this afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her view, Jiang Ci's airy, offhand comment of \"wrap up earlier\" at the set tonight was an extremely immature provocation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was worried Jiang Ci would ruin tomorrow's crucial scene because of his rivalry with Luo Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci looked down at the script slapped against his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the script were the detailed storyboards for the \"Agony of Control\" scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up again, meeting Su Qingying's eyes, which were full of anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That smile, under the dim yellow light of the corridor, carried a mysterious meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He answered a question she hadn't asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Teacher Su, you just need to trust me the way A Li trusts Ye Chen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying was taken aback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci looked at her, the curve of his lips unchanged, and continued with the second half of his sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Before the tragedy happens.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then added the final line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everything is for the sake of the best 'work'.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having said that, he stepped around the Su Qingying frozen in place, swiped his card, opened the door, and entered his room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door closed softly with a click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corridor, only Su Qingying remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Work?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The best work?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lowered her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze fell on the variety show invitation she had been clutching tightly all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the white paper, three names were printed side by side, glaringly conspicuous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's meaningful words exploded in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thought that chilled her to the bone suddenly surfaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This \"work\" Jiang Ci spoke of...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he referring... only to the movie?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or... something else entirely?\u003C\u002Fp>",1265,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","809dc37ee15a49a35fa32e324dd076007ae5aef2614626d8a58d65f6687a10d8","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-196","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-194",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]