[{"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-317":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},1297981,1723,"Chapter 317: This Is Jiang He’s Medal of Honor!","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-317",317,"\u003Cp>Chapter 317: This Is Jiang He’s Medal of Honor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The set fell into complete silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The campfire still crackled and popped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone forgot they were filming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their senses were utterly seized by the crisp sound of shattering,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by the slow trickle of blood down the young man's face,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by that desolate, heart-wrenching smile to the extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the monitor, Jiang Wen leaned into the screen, his chest heaving violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That blood-stained face, magnified in the lens,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>radiated a breathtaking, shattered beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the genuine, soul-wrenching howl of a character, beyond the script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't call cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He greedily recorded these dozen or so seconds that exceeded all expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when Jiang Ci maintained that teetering posture, the smile on his face completely frozen,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>did he utter a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cut!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the word fell, the taut string snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Medical team! Now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Assistant Director Wang's roar jolted everyone awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The medical team members rushed onto the set, carrying emergency kits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou led the charge, his face even paler than Jiang Ci's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he reached him and saw the wound still oozing blood, his hands trembled so badly he couldn't even steady the alcohol swab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro! Bro, how are you?! Don't scare me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fiery, stinging pain on his face peeled Jiang Ci out of the insane shell of \"Jiang He.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked, the tinnitus from his extreme immersion gradually receding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ignored Sun Zhou's tearful shouts and didn't look at his own wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he immediately turned his head towards the direction of the monitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Jiang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was parched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was that last take usable?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence fell over the set once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The medical personnel, who had been scrambling to prepare for disinfection, froze in their actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou's hand, holding the cotton swab, hung stiffly in mid-air. He stared at Jiang Ci in disbelief, wondering if his artist had truly lost his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen emerged from behind the monitor. Without answering, he strode quickly to Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those turbid yet now frighteningly bright eyes fixed on the wound on Jiang Ci's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He extended a rough finger, but didn't touch it, tracing its outline in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he gave Jiang Ci a firm, emphatic thumbs-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A stroke of genius.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the highest praise Jiang Wen had given since joining the crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately turned and roared at the makeup artist who was about to step forward to treat the wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nobody touches this wound!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All subsequent makeup will be based on this wound! I want it to stay!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bellowed, \"This is Jiang He's medal! Do you understand?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The makeup artist flinched from his roar and nodded repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Lei Zhong also walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Jiang Ci's pale, blood-streaked face and remained silent for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kid, you're a complete, life-risking lunatic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, after wrap, Jiang Ci sat in the simple room of the guesthouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let the medical personnel treat his wound and apply a small bandage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After everyone left, he was alone in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Detecting intense heartbreak emotional fluctuations...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value Source: Female crew members on set (makeup artists, set assistants, medical personnel)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value Settled: +1389 points.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heartbreak Value Balance: 16,520 points]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Remaining Lifespan: 16 years, 1 month, and 5 days.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci looked at the numbers on the system panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The increase in his lifespan formed an absurd contrast with the stinging pain from the wound on his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt no joy, only a deep, bone-chilling numbness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, late at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire village slept in darkness, except for the muddy ground at the village entrance, which was brightly lit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The film crew had brought in two rain machines, mounted high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water pumps began to roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Water sprayed down from the sky, drenching the open ground with a frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth quickly turned muddy, pooling into a mire of varying depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A torrential downpour had been artificially created.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen called Jiang Ci aside. The rain was too loud, so he practically shouted the scene directions into Jiang Ci's ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang He drank the blood wine! He crossed the final line! He became one of them!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But the cop in his heart isn't dead! He despises himself! He's disgusted with himself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Wen jabbed a finger hard against his own chest, his expression fanatical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't want simple pain! I want the soul torn apart! Half drug dealer, half cop!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to see them fighting inside your body! Fighting until it's a bloody mess!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci listened quietly and nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A set assistant brought the diving thermal underwear and protective gear prepared for the actors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not needed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci waved his hand, refusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under everyone's gaze, he took off his heavy coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was wearing only that thin, gray shirt and black pants that belonged to Jiang He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he walked into the curtain of rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain soaked through the thin fabric, clinging tightly to his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Action!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Jiang Wen's command, the silent figure standing in the rain moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci, portraying Jiang He, froze in his action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He staggered into the center of the mud pit, his legs giving way as he crashed heavily to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muddy water splashed everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hunched over and began to retch violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That nonexistent bowl of blood wine was burning his esophagus, his stomach, his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to get it out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang He suddenly shoved the fingers of his right hand deep down his own throat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if he was punishing this mouth that had drunk the blood wine, this body that had been defiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violent physiological spasms made his whole body curl up. The veins on his neck bulged, turning red from lack of oxygen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gag—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the repeated, brutal stimulation, his stomach finally gave in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stomach acid mixed with rainwater streamed wretchedly from the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He collapsed onto the muddy water, utterly spent, gasping for breath, making incoherent sounds in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the monitor, Jiang Wen gritted his molars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the feeling!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the mud pit, Jiang He struggled to lift his head. The rain washed the mud from his face and soaked the freshly scabbed wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at his own hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These hands had carried drugs and distributed \"prizes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this right hand had just lifted that bowl of blood wine representing submission and betrayal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So dirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lay in the muddy water, frantically rubbing his palms against the ground, trying to use the grit to scrape off the invisible filth from his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter how hard he rubbed, how he tried to wash it away, that sense of guilt clung like a festering bone disease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, his fingers, groping in the muddy water, paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingertips touched something hard and angular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the depths of his self-loathing, Jiang He found his final path to redemption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dug the stone out of the muddy water, gripping it tightly in his left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in the pouring rain of the night, he raised that stone high above his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the collective, sharp intake of breath and gasps from the entire crew, that mud-caked stone,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>aimed at his own right hand, tore through the curtain of rain, and smashed down with brutal force!\u003C\u002Fp>",1236,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","e4bbcbe5d57edae6108c6d4b04cc9a92f2f22fb07cc26561bfb95ab811976db2","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-318","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-316",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]