[{"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-197":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},1297811,1723,"Chapter 197: The Show Begins","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-197",197,"\u003Cp>As Luo Yu's final, sick and deranged laughter echoed through the film set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cut! Good!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi stood up abruptly from behind the monitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face, originally calm, now had pupils that seemed to be burning with fire. A hearty, full-throated praise that jolted everyone's hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left his seat, strode with purpose to the center of the set, his gaze sharp as a torch, staring directly at Luo Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You acted out that madness, the kind dried up by jealousy, the insanity that burns away reason.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi opened with lavish, unstinting praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This evaluation was extremely high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief silence on set, a mix of astonished and reverent applause broke out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu's chest heaved violently. He slightly lifted his chin, greedily breathing in the air that belonged to a victor, basking in this recognition that was his alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside the monitor, Wen Nian's smile was perfectly curved, as if admiring the most outstanding piece of art she had meticulously polished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze then drifted lightly towards the corner where Jiang Ci was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice in Jiang Ci's heart was calm and unruffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu, this meticulously raised \"mad dog,\" had finally been fed to the brink of losing control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this was precisely what he needed—the best nourishment to brew a top-tier tragedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi didn't let this atmosphere linger for too long. He waved his hand, and the applause stopped abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't immediately start the next scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he turned, walked back to the monitor, and picked up that thick script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What we're filming now is only the 'fruit'—the final presentation—of Chi Jie's character.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next, let's talk about the 'cause' that planted this 'fruit'.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's action made everyone pause in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened the script, his gaze sweeping across the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The script's setting: the Moth Demon tribe, their offspring can inherit the obsessions and power of the previous generation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A thousand years ago, Chi Jie's father was jointly sealed away by Ling Xi and Ye Chen, dying with eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His demonic power also remained trapped within the sealing array.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's tone was matter-of-fact, as if narrating a destiny already written.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, Chi Jie kidnapping A Li isn't just for a hostage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He wants to force Ye Chen to personally break that seal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ye Chen, of course, knows the consequences.\" Zhang Mouyi's eyes grew sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He knows that once the seal is broken, Chi Jie will absorb the demonic power accumulated over a thousand years, becoming a monster beyond his imagination.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But,\" Zhang Mouyi paused, his words shifting direction, \"at that time, Ye Chen was extremely arrogant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He thought that even if Chi Jie grew stronger, he could handle it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He chose the most foolish, most arrogant plan: first break the seal, rescue A Li, then kill Chi Jie.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And the result?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi snapped the script shut with a loud 'smack!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sharp sound made everyone's hearts skip a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The result, he suffered a crushing defeat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Shattered Star Blade was knocked flying in one move, the demon core he relied on for survival was shattered on the spot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He not only failed to save A Li, he almost lost his own life, and was ultimately rescued by Su Yan and Qing Yue at the cost of their own lives.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that's how it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that heart-pounding, thrilling scene about to unfold was actually built upon such a hopeless, crushing defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's gaze finally pierced through the crowd, firmly landing on Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was devoid of warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, Jiang Ci.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What you need to act now is a half-demon who has just suffered a crushing defeat, whose demon core is cracked, yet is going back to his death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After listening, Jiang Ci met Zhang Mouyi's scrutinizing gaze and nodded calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This \"confident and composed\" appearance seemed particularly grating in the eyes of Luo Yu, who was still riding the high of his peak performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian once again leaned close to his ear at just the right moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Yu, look.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He had no reaction at all to your performance just now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Deep down, he thinks your all-out explosive performance isn't even worth mentioning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's why he's so brazenly unafraid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These words struck precisely at Luo Yu's most fragile point of pride as an \"acting fanatic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The self-satisfaction that had just risen on Luo Yu's face vanished without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crew began clearing the set. Dried bloodstains and damaged weapons were arranged, making the entire scene's atmosphere even more despairing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chi Jie's scenes were temporarily over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the script's setting, at this point, Chi Jie, believing his strength now surpasses Ye Chen's, returns to the sealing ground from a thousand years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving only A Li trapped on the giant tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu would act as the \"spectator,\" watching from behind the scenes this \"good show\" he had personally directed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi looked at the already set-up scene and picked up the megaphone again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang Ci, Su Qingying, touch up your makeup!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Filming starts in ten minutes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The makeup artist was using a brush to paint wounds on Jiang Ci's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her task was to recreate the physical and mental exhaustion of a half-demon who had suffered a crushing defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop for a moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci suddenly spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The makeup artist's hand froze mid-air, somewhat at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci didn't look at her. He pointed at the red costume he was wearing, tapping a spot three inches below and to the side of his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ask the Props Team to use the finest silver thread to embroider a crack here, at this spot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An incomprehensible instruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant in charge of costumes nearby was stunned. \"Teacher Jiang, this... such a fine mark, you won't even see it in a close-up, let alone with the camera right in your face.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci raised his head. He exuded an aura of deep calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just need to know, myself, that it's cracked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words were light, but they made several nearby crew members pause in their work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a kind of performer's obsession they couldn't understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying sat on the other side, watching from afar, the worry in her heart growing heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the props master rushed back, fulfilling Jiang Ci's request as quickly as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That silver crack was so fine it almost blended into the fabric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci gently ran his fingertip over that \"crack,\" then closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon core was cracked, beyond saving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a man about to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All departments, prepare!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's voice broke the silence on set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Action!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of Guixu Forest, a red figure slowly emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragging his \"severely wounded\" body, he walked step by step from the depths of the dense forest towards the giant tree imprisoning A Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the monitor, Zhang Mouyi's brows furrowed tightly from the very first second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ye Chen on screen showed none of the wretchedness he had anticipated, not a hint of the despondency of a loser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's posture was ramrod straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a defiant straightness, but the last pillar holding up the sky before a dynasty's collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Assistant Director beside Zhang Mouyi already had cold sweat beading on his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the director's anger about to erupt. He almost wanted to rush over and shout 'cut.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhang Mouyi didn't move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared intently at the monitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted a crushing defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Jiang Ci gave him was a dead end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu crossed his arms, leisurely enjoying the scene, ready to see how Jiang Ci would play a loser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he saw the \"Ye Chen\" who walked out, all the sarcastic lines he had prepared got stuck in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mockery on his face slowly froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian's smile also stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire set had only the sound of Jiang Ci's footsteps echoing, neither hurried nor slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally reached the center of the clearing, stopped, and lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>",1354,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","9936e43a586d449571d85e41af0922fa3ca0447140c0d3e1f5680f11e3154524","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-198","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-196",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]