[{"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-299":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},1297963,1723,"Chapter 299: Did He Do X for the Sake of Filming?","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-299",299,"\u003Cp>Lei Zhong's words fell heavily into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci did not make a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only stuffed the last bit of the sausage in his hand into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he lifted his face, smeared with mud, and spoke very seriously to Lei Zhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uncle Lei, thank you for the sausage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Zhong looked at him, then fiercely patted Jiang Ci's shoulder, saying nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most grueling scene of the entire series arrived right on its heels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undercover police officer Jiang He, in order to gain the core trust of the drug cartel, is forced into drug addiction and struggles painfully through withdrawal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that day on, Jiang Ci completely disappeared from the film crew's dining table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrying a thermal lunch box containing black chicken soup he had specifically asked the kitchen to prepare, he knocked on Jiang Ci's door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room had thick curtains drawn, airtight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci was only wearing a pair of shorts, sitting cross-legged on the floor, an open criminal investigation notebook placed in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed to have had all the color drained from him, his skin an unhealthy waxen white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, have some soup. You haven't had a proper meal in two days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou placed the lunch box on the table, his voice full of unconcealable worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci turned a page of the notebook and spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need. Take it away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Character needs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci cut him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those four short words shut down everything Sun Zhou wanted to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew he couldn't persuade this madman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only secretly fill Jiang Ci's army-green thermos cup with warm glucose water every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One week later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Jiang Ci appeared on the film set again, everyone was so shocked they took a step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That lean, upright young man was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man before them was emaciated, his features almost unrecognizable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore loose clothes that made his frame seem as thin and fragile as a withered leaf in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eye sockets were deeply sunken, his high cheekbones protruding sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips were dry and cracked, peeling, and he exuded a gloomy, sinister aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several set assistants even instinctively avoided his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Zhong had just lit a cigarette. The moment he saw Jiang Ci, the lighter in his hand clattered to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen looked up from behind the monitor. His square face showed no emotion as he stared fixedly at Jiang Ci for three seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and roared into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell are you all looking at! Clear the set! Everyone who isn't essential, get the hell out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene was a disgustingly filthy toilet stall built by the crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walls were covered in yellowish-brown stains, the floor was slippery and sticky,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the air was thick with the pungent, nauseating stench of ammonia mixed with disinfectant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen's voice came through the walkie-talkie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Action.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci huddled in the filthiest corner, his back pressed tightly against the tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body began to tremble uncontrollably. Cold sweat soaked through his thin clothes, clinging to him stickily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hugged his knees, curling his body even tighter, as if that could ward off the chill seeping from his very bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The [Micro-Expression Control] skill activated quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't need to \"act.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only needed to amplify the body's most genuine hunger sensation by ten thousand times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That agony of having his stomach hollowed out, every nerve screaming for energy, was the best catalyst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His teeth began to chatter uncontrollably, emitting a light \"clack-clack\" sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The muscles in his cheeks began to spasm, and his pupils, in the dim light, dilated into two unfocused black holes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On set, silence reigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone watched the figure writhing in agony on the monitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's body began to convulse violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if an invisible hand was pressing him to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The back of his head thudded against the grimy wall again and again, making dull \"thump-thump\" sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his mouth, but no cry for help emerged from his throat, only suppressed, guttural growls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah... Hah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers began to scratch frantically at the rough tiled floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of his nails scraping against the ground, \"screech—screech—\", was sharp enough to make one's scalp crawl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sound, combined with the suppressed breathing from his throat, created a terrifying resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every vein bulged beneath his deathly pale skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the midst of this extreme torment, his movements suddenly stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those unfocused eyes stared fixedly at the empty air before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he saw something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly reached out a hand towards that void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cracked lips trembled, and a tear-streaked smile slowly spread across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That smile contained the ecstatic joy of seeing an old friend, and an unspeakable guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That smile was more heartbreaking than any gut-wrenching wail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A furious roar exploded across the set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner, the narcotics consultant the crew had specially invited,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>an old police officer with graying temples, shot up from his chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The color drained from his face, replaced by sheer terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without waiting for anyone to react, he charged towards the toilet stall like an enraged leopard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry! Call a doctor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old officer's roar was full of panic, his tone commanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's really having a withdrawal episode!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The set instantly descended into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it real?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh my god, did he take drugs for the shoot?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen was also frightened by this sudden turn of events,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>jumping up from his director's chair, the walkie-talkie in his hand falling to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two nearby set assistants, caught up in the old narcotics officer's reaction, instinctively rushed in as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old narcotics officer firmly restrained the still-convulsing Jiang Ci,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his movements professional and forceful, gripping his shoulders tightly as he roared at the people outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold him down! Don't let him hurt himself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the chaos, only the system's prompt in Jiang Ci's mind remained clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Detected group panic-induced heartbreak! Heartbreak Value +98!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Intense empathy-induced heartbreak! Heartbreak Value +125!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pinned to the ground by two grown men, Jiang Ci's body still trembled slightly from extreme hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With great difficulty, he lifted his head. His face, pale as paper, was covered in sweat and tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the old officer, whose face was full of terror, and mustering all his strength,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he squeezed out a few weak, fragmented words from his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Um... Officer...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I didn't take anything...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He caught his breath, continuing in that faint, threadbare tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm just... hungry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire set fell into a silence even more eerie than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All noise ceased abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old officer's hand, still pressing on Jiang Ci's shoulder, froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared blankly at the emaciated young man on the floor,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then looked at his own hand, trembling from the exertion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hungry?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the misunderstanding was cleared up, the old narcotics officer watched as Sun Zhou frantically helped Jiang Ci up\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and poured most of a cup of glucose water into him. He himself remained unsettled for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked over, looked at the deathly pale young man,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and his lips trembled for a long moment before he found his voice again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes reddened uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too similar...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's really too similar...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head and spoke to Jiang Wen, who also looked dazed, enunciating each word clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In my life, I've personally arrested at least eighty, if not a hundred, drug users. I've seen countless people having episodes, all kinds.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You just now... the way you looked just now, that look in your eyes... it was exactly the same as theirs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old officer's words carried immense weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone present felt their hearts gripped tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen walked back behind the monitor without a word and picked up the walkie-talkie from the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled up the playback of the previous scene and watched it over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed the walkie-talkie and issued an order to the entire crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This take, don't cut it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not a single frame.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1357,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","5f0bce15c88e8689b28c75e971f8315eea69b3ba5575b949538158e8f6b9de67","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-300","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-298",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]