[{"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-203":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},1297817,1723,"Chapter 203: Ling Xi, Destiny's Entrance","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-203",203,"\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's cry of \"Action!\" instantly pierced the brief relaxation on the film set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere of the entire crew shifted abruptly from the extreme sorrow of moments ago to a state of high tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone's gaze, as if by prior agreement, turned toward the tightly closed door of the makeup room not far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could Su Qingying complete the switch in such a short time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Switch from the love-crazed, fervently despairing \"A Li\" to the resentful, cold, and aloof \"Ling Xi\" who had been bound for a thousand years?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner, Luo Yu's expression was unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been genuinely \"shaken\" by the scene Jiang Ci and Su Qingying just performed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew the greatest weakness of method actors all too well—the difficulty of breaking character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extracting oneself from one extreme emotional state and immersing into another, completely opposite one—the tearing in between was enough to ruin an actor's best condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waited to see Su Qingying NG because she couldn't switch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waited to see the Best Actress who had been placed on a pedestal also show a disheveled side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would allow him to regain a bit of that laughable psychological balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Jiang Ci had already been \"repositioned\" back onto the Divine Tree by the props team staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A makeup artist, holding a bottle of fake blood, carefully touched up the shocking \"bloodstains\" on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci kept his eyes closed, not moving a muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one hand, it was to maintain the still, near-death state of his character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other hand, he genuinely couldn't be bothered to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emotional investment in the previous scene was secondary; the physical exertion was the real killer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Heartbreak Value +3 (Source: Makeup Artist Xiao Liu)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Heartbreak Value +2 (Source: Props Assistant)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few sporadic Heartbreak Value notifications drifted across the system panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stunt double actress, responsible for playing A Li's back view, walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was very young, looked like a film academy student, and it was probably her first time on such a large-scale set. She was so nervous she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the script, she needed to hold Jiang Ci's \"limp\" waist, adopting a posture of utter grief, serving as a background prop for Su Qingying's imminent entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl walked up to Jiang Ci, took several deep breaths, then tremblingly reached out, gently encircling Jiang Ci's waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body was shaking violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci didn't open his eyes, only speaking in a very soft, breathy voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't be afraid. Just pretend you're hugging an ordinary prop tree.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was light, carrying the weakness characteristic of an injury, yet it miraculously soothed the girl's nervousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl's body stiffened, and that visibly tense aura quietly dissipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded vigorously, burying her face in Jiang Ci's \"blood-stained clothes,\" her eyes growing a bit warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Senior is so gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the makeup room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying looked at herself in the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grief belonging to A Li still lingered on that face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in her mind, that outrageous comment kept echoing—\"Isn't it a bit too sweet?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makeup remover wipes erased A Li's blood and tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of Su Qingying's mouth uncontrollably twitched into a hint of helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That heart-wrenching despair was completely washed away by this absurd, laughable feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly opened her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person in the mirror was already different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Creak—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The makeup room door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The previously somewhat noisy sounds on the set automatically vanished the moment she stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People stopped their work, staring at her in a daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disheveled red witch's robe was gone, replaced by a black priestess robe of intricate craftsmanship, embroidered with ancient totems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver threads flowing along the hem shimmered with a splendor one dared not look at directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her makeup had completely changed too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brows and eyes were drawn longer and sharper, her lipstick a dark red akin to congealed blood. The whole person exuded an aura of cold beauty and danger that kept strangers at bay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What sent a deeper chill to people's hearts was her walking posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no longer the youthful agility of A Li, nor the staggering from a fall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her steps were so light they made no sound, her skirt brushing the ground without picking up a speck of dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wandering ghost among mortals, looking down upon the earthly dust beneath her feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the monitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gamble paid off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Filming two extreme, opposing emotional states consecutively with the same actor was a major taboo in the industry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had to take this gamble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only this seamless, \"split-personality\" transition belonging to the same person could capture that flavor of \"destiny entangled\" across a thousand years!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had originally prepared to grind through an entire afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never expected Su Qingying to adjust so perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the monitor screen, her condition was astonishingly good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying paid no mind to the admiring or probing gazes around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked directly to the position marked in the script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the massive shadow of the Divine Tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five meters away from Jiang Ci, who was being held by the stunt double.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a subtle distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance between life and death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance between \"ex\" and \"current.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance between jealousy and possession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clapper loader raised the clapperboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Scene Four, Take Thirty-Seven, First!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Clap!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the lighting instantly adjusted. The main light source went out, replaced by several cold, bluish lights shining up from below,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>casting Su Qingying's face in a deathly pale glow, creating a chilling, ghostly fire-like atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi picked up the loudspeaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Action!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within the shadows, Su Qingying slowly raised her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That face no longer held a trace of the warmth or tears belonging to A Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a detached, emotionless aloofness that looked down upon all living beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze slowly swept across the set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swept over the bustling crew members who, in her view, were like ants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, it landed not far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Landed on the back of that \"A Li,\" who was holding Ye Chen, her shoulders shaking with sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that very instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her indifferent expression underwent an extremely subtle change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That look was one of examining a flawless, originally perfect collection piece that had now been tainted by a filthy insect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of her left eye twitched, ever so slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing off-set, Luo Yu's body jolted violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw that twitching detail clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the most genuine physiological reaction of a character under extreme jealousy and possessiveness!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Qingying slowly raised her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fair, slender fingers appeared eerie and lethal under the bluish light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She made a grasping motion toward that \"A Li's\" back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if gathering some invisible, deadly force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stunt double girl holding Jiang Ci suddenly trembled all over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill shot up from her tailbone, straight to the crown of her head, making her feel as if her heart was being seized by an icy hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands around Jiang Ci's waist began to go weak uncontrollably, almost letting go.\u003C\u002Fp>",1208,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.556Z",1,"novelbin.me","4e8ba2d6b522d339fb656a05dec680885af51c9531184f547caa1ba28d62a3e5","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-204","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-202",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]