[{"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-330":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},1297994,1723,"Chapter 330: Three Kings Carry the Sedan, Waiting for One Person","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-330",330,"\u003Cp>Chapter 330: Three Kings Carry the Sedan, Waiting for One Person\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiamen Gaoqi Airport, arrival hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Security was at its highest level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of airport security personnel linked arms, forming a human wall, trembling as they held back the crowd surging against the railings outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This should have been a battlefield of fan chants and screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when that figure appeared at the exit of the passageway, the entire hall's clamor fell into complete silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci wore the most ordinary black mask and baseball cap, with a sharply tailored black trench coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore no extra accessories, the black clothes making his figure appear lean and slender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked quietly, others not daring to approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't posturing; it was the stillness that comes after experiencing major events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the fans present couldn't help but recall that wildly circulating leaked on-set video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That resolute back charging towards the explosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That body, flung by the blast wave, lying lifeless in the dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An absurd yet real thought seized them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person before them wasn't the celebrity Jiang Ci coming to attend an awards ceremony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was that undercover police officer, Jiang He, who had just crawled back from hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire arrival hall was enveloped in sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camera flashes in the media area went off frantically, capturing this spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One girl tightly covered her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze fell on the pant leg lifted by the hem of Jiang Ci's trench coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The exposed ankle was still worryingly thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still this skinny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he been eating properly these past two weeks?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's footsteps paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked around, somewhat puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was the wind in Xiamen today really that strong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or was the airport air conditioning cranked up so high it made everyone collectively tear up in the draft?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instinctively reached into his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside was a pack of portable wet wipes Sun Zhou had forced on him that morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he... hand them out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One per person, at least they could wipe their tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately dismissed the thought as soon as it arose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This brand didn't pay for advertising. If Lin Wan found out he was giving them free promotion, she'd lecture him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He abandoned this dangerous idea and could only stand there, feeling a bit at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He merely stood still for a few seconds, with a trace of confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This brief pause, however, felt like a slow-motion tragic shot, etched into the eyes of all the fans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They became even more convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't emerged from the character yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci was completely out of ideas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He searched futilely for Sun Zhou in the crowd,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but amidst the flashing lenses and blurred tear-filled gazes, he spotted a familiar face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was that young makeup artist from the Icebreaker film set who had once quietly handed him a warm towel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was here too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her makeup was completely ruined, but she clutched a fan support banner tightly in her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It read—【Jiang He, welcome home】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something seemed to gently bump against Jiang Ci's heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren't tearing up from the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were crying for \"Jiang He.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci stood silently, under the focus of countless lenses,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and deeply bowed towards that silent, sorrow-stricken crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bow exceeding ninety degrees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pigeon-blood ruby brooch on his chest refracted a piercing light under the lamps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a drop of solidified heart's blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A passerby, moved by this fate-filled scene, raised their phone and captured his profile as he boarded the vehicle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The photo quickly spread across the internet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The caption was just one sentence: \"He shattered and reassembled, becoming sharper.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>#JiangCiAirportArrivalSpectacle#\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hashtag descended with unstoppable force, landing directly at the top of the trending list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the entourage van.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci leaned back in his seat, removed his mask, and let out a breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou was still excitedly scrolling through his phone, babbling incoherently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro, did you see that? That scene just now was absolutely insane!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci ignored him, resting with his eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vehicle arrived at the hotel officially designated by the Golden Rooster Awards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the group entered the lobby, several people approached from the opposite direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leading them was a well-dressed middle-aged man of distinguished bearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou instinctively whispered a reminder: \"Bro, it's Mr. Liu Wei.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci showed little reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei, veteran Film Emperor, a strong contender for Best Actor this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also the senior who once publicly commented at a banquet that the rookie Jiang Ci \"lacked life experience and couldn't act anything substantial.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two groups met in the narrow elevator lobby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei's assistant recognized Jiang Ci and immediately nudged his arm nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei stopped, a practiced smile automatically spreading across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiao Ci, long time no see. Your recent work...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Jiang Ci's gaze actually fell upon him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei's prepared stock of pleasantries suddenly died in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gaze held no emotion whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No junior's deference, no peer's probing, not even resentment from past mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like looking at an unrelated piece of furniture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, Liu Wei felt his pride in his seniority, his status as a predecessor,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>stripped completely bare under that gaze, rendered laughable and cheap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instinctively averted his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phrase \"boundless future\" got stuck in his throat, his aged face flushing crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci gave him a perfunctory nod of acknowledgment, then turned and stepped into another elevator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elevator doors slowly closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after the metal doors had completely shut did Liu Wei seem to shrug off a heavy burden, his back, he realized, soaked in cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His assistant asked cautiously, \"Teacher, are you alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei waved a hand and laughed self-deprecatingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The times... have truly changed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the hotel suite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou was excitedly reporting the latest online buzz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro! It's exploded! Completely exploded!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because of this airport arrival, the online calls for you to win the award are ridiculously high now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou's voice was trembling: \"Bro! Ninety percent! On all prediction platforms, your support rate is a staggering ninety percent!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This Film Emperor award is in the bag!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci was sitting on the sofa, intently studying the hotel's room service menu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't even look up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do they have grilled cold noodles?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Zhou's excitement instantly short-circuited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Jiang Ci's overly serious face, his worldview developed another crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We're here discussing the pinnacle of your artistic career, and you're concerned about a street food snack?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night of the Golden Rooster Awards ceremony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both sides of the red carpet were already packed to capacity with Long Guns and Short Cannons and countless fans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night fell, and the lights came on brilliantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of the red carpet, a black Rolls-Royce slowly came to a stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened, and the person who stepped out instantly drew the focus of every lens on the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director of The Legend of Han and Chu, Wei Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, a second car arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hou Hsiao-hsien, wearing a Tang suit and radiating an unruly aura, stepped down from the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camera flashes turned the area into daylight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the crowd could recover from the shock of seeing two major directors appear simultaneously,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a third car pulled up steadily behind Hou Hsiao-hsien's vehicle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened, and out stepped Zhang Mouyi, his hair completely silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three figures universally acknowledged as Towering Figures in Chinese cinema.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, they had actually appeared at the starting point of the same red carpet at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This had never happened in the history of the Golden Rooster Awards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, an even more inconceivable scene unfolded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After getting out of their cars, none of the three directors proceeded onto the red carpet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if by prior agreement, they stood where they were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Song checked his wristwatch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hou Hsiao-hsien took a cigar from his pocket, then expressionlessly put it back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mouyi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the distant stream of traffic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three giants were actually waiting for someone at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A veteran reporter was the first to react, his voice trembling as he shouted into his camera:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are they waiting for?! Who on earth?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his words faded,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a fourth black business vehicle, under the watchful eyes of all,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>drove up and stopped behind the three directors.\u003C\u002Fp>",1407,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","a5b4e8c4c9447fb3e53e5b7f297d2b158a6ddd74c22071d572919506737400c4","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-331","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-329",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]