[{"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-212":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},1297826,1723,"Chapter 212: One Bow Wipes Out Grudges, KPI Freaks Out","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-212",212,"\u003Cp>Luo Yu barely slept all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the dark, the glow of his phone screen stabbed at his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The file his former assistant sent felt like a belated verdict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, good scripts he had never even heard of were quietly pushed aside while he wasn’t looking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their place were a bunch of tacky web dramas that even he felt embarrassed about, and commercial appearances that drained his popularity dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those four words, The Unknown, burned in his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the role he’d dreamed of didn't lose out to the market, it died under the “for your own good” of the person closest to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remained quiet, but the gloom was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even proactively greeted a few crew members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian, as always, wore an impeccable smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A-Yu, didn't sleep well last night? You look awful, do you want to ask the Director for a day off?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was its usual softness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at her overly concerned face, Luo Yu felt no warmth at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nian Nian, I thought about it. After this shoot I still want to find a good arthouse role to sharpen my acting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smile on Wen Nian’s face froze for a split second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So brief it was almost imperceptible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Luo Yu saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She immediately restored her flawless gentleness, reaching out to smooth a crease in his clothes, the gesture natural and intimate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, A-Yu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She vetoed him in that “for your own good” tone at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those kinds of films take forever and don’t have heat, they’ll drag down the momentum you’ve worked so hard to build.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Trust me, I’ve planned everything for you. We stabilize your current status ranking first, there will be chances later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu didn’t dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just stood quietly and watched her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched her speak the exact same lines she’d used in the scene with Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last flicker of hope in his chest was extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu didn’t say anything else. He took out his phone and, in front of Wen Nian, dialed a number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call was answered quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Wang, it’s me, Luo Yu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have something to send you, about my agent, Wen Nian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The perfect smile on Wen Nian’s face cracked inch by inch, blood draining from her complexion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere in the company van was suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu’s agency boss, a forty-something middle-aged man whose presence commanded respect without a word, sat in the back seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was Director Wang from the call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu sat across from him, expression cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian had been called into the van a few minutes earlier; the gentle face she’d been wearing could no longer be maintained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All her camouflage shattered when Director Wang handed over a printed list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew she’d been exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian slowly straightened, folding away every expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She no longer looked at Director Wang, instead fixing her gaze on Luo Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luo Yu, do you really think you’re where you are today all by yourself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice changed, losing that soft sweetness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Without me, you’d still be scraping by as an eighteenth-tier nobody, playing that so-called ‘layered’ cannon fodder in garbage dramas!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think those trending topics climbed there on their own? It was me, I paved the path for you bit by bit, I handled all the connections for you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And now you go and get cocky, thinking my presence was holding you back from ascending?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Wang listened with a clenched face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu remained unusually composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the woman he had loved for two years and felt nothing but a stranger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So that’s why you rejected those good scripts and shoved me into those trash dramas?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For my own good?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian sounded as if she’d heard the biggest joke in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For your own good? Luo Yu, have you been acting stupid?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice sharpened, tearing off the last of her disguise. “I was investing! You were my most successful project, the product I personally crafted!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What can an arthouse film get you? Some obscure trophy no one watches. I want traffic, commercial value, tangible money!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughed scornfully. “You’re not my lover, you’re the best, most obedient stepping stone I have to get higher!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Without you, I might still be stuck at the eighteenth tier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu finally spoke, each word crystal clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But at least I was still an actor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not a product you squeeze dry and toss away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was clear-eyed and resolute now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Wang slapped the armrest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at Wen Nian, furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wen Nian, you’re fired!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The company will issue a statement immediately to terminate all cooperation with you. In addition, you seriously violated the agent contract and maliciously harmed the company’s core artist. Expect a lawyer’s notice!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Nian’s body trembled violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything she had painstakingly built collapsed overnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at Luo Yu with no trace of love left, only rancor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu didn’t spare her a single needless glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened the car door and stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sunlight outside was harsh, but he felt this was the clearest he’d seen in two years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On set, Jiang Ci sat in a corner, engrossed in the script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shadow fell over his pages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Luo Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu stood in front of him alone, for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long enough that Jiang Ci thought he was being made to stand and block the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Luo Yu spoke, a little stiffly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That day… thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci looked bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked, only now dragging himself out of the script’s world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank me for what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked sincerely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank me for finding you to act opposite me, and yet I still couldn’t find that sense of controlling everything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu was stunned by that comment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Jiang Ci’s face—so honest it seemed to ask Who am I, where am I, what do you want?—and suddenly he laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laugh had something like release in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized Jiang Ci was playing dumb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, this guy hadn’t taken that incident seriously at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been offered a lifeline in his own way, and he’d grabbed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu dropped the need for verbal thanks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chose another way, one actors understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You did that scene very well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because… it was real.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying that, he stepped back and bowed deeply to Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a shred of insincerity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci was caught off guard by the gesture; the script almost fell from his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out instinctively to steady it, but Luo Yu had already straightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From now on, please take care of me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu said that, then didn’t linger—he turned and walked toward the director’s monitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci sat there, staring at Luo Yu’s departing back, dazed for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What on earth was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only tried to nudge him a bit because he feared Luo Yu would mess up as the villain and ruin his KPI meal ticket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did it turn into this “one bow wipes out grudges” melodrama?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci scratched his head and bent back over the script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he read, a much more serious question popped into his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Yu’s current state—calm, clear-eyed, wholly transparent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was he supposed to play the sly, vicious, jealousy-driven demon king Chi Jie now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without that suppressed, twisted viciousness…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Won’t my KPI be affected?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci stopped moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression shifted from composed to stunned,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>finally settling into the blank stare of an old man on the subway staring at his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>",1288,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.556Z",1,"novelbin.me","8692b7d61ab1e6b541dd3e37ec36879ae715f42e11b65325580936f7e67faa3a","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-213","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-211",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]