[{"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-288":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},1297952,1723,"Chapter 288: The Tyrant's Suicide on the Screen","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-288",288,"\u003Cp>At the banks of the Wu River, the wind howled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the screen, the action of Xiang Yu weighing the sword in his hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was a single frame stretched into an infinitely magnified slow-motion shot, deeply branded into the minds of everyone in the theater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The internet's carnival of jokes, that \"quality inspector\" pose photoshopped into countless memes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>in this moment, overlapped with the blood-stained, despairing man before their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yu, played by Jiang Ci, swung the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The action had no hesitation, it was fast, precise, and ruthless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feeling of resistance as the blade cut through skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything happened in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yu's body fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It slowly went limp,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and fell, with no dignity whatsoever, into the cold, muddy water at the banks of the Wu River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thud!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That dull thump, transmitted through the theater's top-tier sound system,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was a heavy hammer, solidly smashing into the hearts of every audience member present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A generation's Hegemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, his curtain fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screen plunged into complete darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The movie was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was still imprisoned on that wind-and-snow-swept bank of the Wu River,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>watching that corpse lying in the mud, unable to tear themselves away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until, in the dark theater, the first suppressed, tear-choked sob sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a corner, a young female reporter could no longer hold back,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>covering her mouth, she let out a wail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wail was like a signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grief suppressed to its extreme in the entire theater was completely ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Clap.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Clap clap clap clap—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew who started clapping first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The applause went from sparse, to dense, finally converging into a thunderous roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mixed within the applause were uncontrollable cries, sobs, and shouts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stood up, clapping with near-manic fervor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren't applauding for a movie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were paying tribute to a hero's curtain call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were venting the emotions that had just been utterly crushed and then reshaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Wei Song sat in the darkness, listening to the mountain-shaking, sea-roaring applause and cries around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't move, he just closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight, he ascends to godhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The theater lights came on amidst this frenzied atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light was somewhat glaring, making many audience members with red, crying eyes instinctively raise their hands to shield themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figures of the creative team appeared on the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci, Zhao Yingfei, Qin Feng...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the audience saw that Jiang Ci on stage, wearing a dark red velvet suit,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>tall and straight, clean and neat, an intense sense of unreality seized everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it the same person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Hegemon who had just ended his own life in the most tragic way in the muddy waters of the Wu River.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this aloof, detached young man standing outside the world before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The host walked onto the stage, the microphone in his hand even trembling slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He too had just struggled out of that ultimate tragedy, his eyes rimmed red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I think, right now, any words are pale.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you... thank you, Director Wei, thank you to all the creators, for bringing us such a... great work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice carried a heavy nasal tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the stage, the cries and applause gradually subsided, but the thick, lingering air of grief in the space remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next is... the audience Q&A session.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The host handed the microphone toward the audience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost instantly, dozens of hands shot up high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The host spotted the bespectacled young man in the third row at a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had cried the hardest, his glasses still fogged with moisture now, his whole person a complete mess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's... let's have that gentleman.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bespectacled young man was handed the microphone by a staff member, he stood up trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire venue instantly fell silent, all eyes in the theater focusing on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Jiang Ci on stage, opened his mouth, but due to excessive excitement and grief, couldn't utter a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, as if using all the strength in his body, he choked out the sharpest question swirling in everyone's minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tea... Teacher Jiang...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to ask... at the Wu River bank, at the end... why did you weigh the sword like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As this question left his mouth, the entire venue once again fell into a breathless silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stared at Jiang Ci on stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They needed an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An answer that could put a final period on this tragic tragedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci took the microphone from the host.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood under the spotlight, his handsome face showing no extra expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was really thinking about this question very seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his head and answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because the film crew prepared two swords. One was used for the previous fight scenes, it was lighter, they were worried it would affect the effect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one I weighed was solid carbon steel, its weight distribution was a bit biased toward the tip.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then continued in that same flat, matter-of-fact tone used to explain physical phenomena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was afraid my hand would slip.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If the angle was wrong when cutting, or the force wasn't enough, the blood effect wouldn't come out, and we'd have to do it again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That would be too troublesome.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire theater fell into a silence more eerie than when the movie ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bespectacled young man's mouth hung open, staring dumbly at Jiang Ci on stage, even forgetting to wipe the tear tracks on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Troublesome?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afraid... of trouble?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WAAAAAH—!!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bespectacled young man suddenly seemed to have the last shred of his sanity ripped away, covered his face, and burst into loud, unrestrained sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those sobs were even more heart-wrenching than when he was watching the movie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The audience, who had been stunned just a second ago by Jiang Ci's overly blunt, 'straight-man' answer,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were in this moment struck by a thunderbolt, and they \"understood\"!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh my god!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What were they listening to!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afraid of his hand slipping? Afraid the effect wouldn't be good? Afraid of trouble?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't acting!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was using the most rigorous, coldest method to pursue the most perfect \"death\"!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh my god... how can he act like this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's using his life to tell us that even in death, Xiang Yu died with such pride, not allowing the slightest bit of hesitation or failure...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was wrong... I was really wrong! I shouldn't have made jokes about his performance! I deserve to die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl cried so hard she almost slid off her chair, her companion held her, the two of them crying together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire theater's grief, after Jiang Ci's statement that could be called an \"atmosphere destroyer\",\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>not only wasn't dispelled, but was pushed to an even more frenzied climax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On stage, Wei Song, Qin Feng, Zhao Yingfei, and the others all looked at Jiang Ci with horrified expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were dumbfounded too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They also thought Jiang Ci would say something profound, some artistic insight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the result... was this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yingfei looked at the man beside her with that innocent face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who seemed to completely not understand why everyone was crying even harder,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the corner of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had an impulse to pry open his brain and see what exactly its structure was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And amidst this deafening cacophony of crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Jiang Ci heard another, completely different sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Detected group-level destructive heartbreak resonance! Triggered epic-level Heartbreak Value storm!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value +188!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value +128!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value +168!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>",1269,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","533bba13ec36b41150ea15cb01d64fbc9ea2b0ba5e687269821f246a5ec1bdd0","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-289","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-287",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]