[{"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-355":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},1297653,1723,"Chapter 355: The “Worst Movie” of All Time is Officially Announced","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-355",355,"\u003Cp>Chapter 355: The \"Worst Movie\" of All Time is Officially Announced\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci held his phone half a meter away, waiting for Lin Wan's roaring sound wave to pass before pressing it back to his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He calmly glanced outside the door and said into the phone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Wan, lower your voice, you'll disturb the neighbors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying that, he hung up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within ten minutes, the dilapidated iron door of Gu Zhiyuan's home was being pounded from the outside with mountain-shaking force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan barely managed to squeeze past the paparazzi in the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she charged into this room that was comparable to a landfill,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the man with a stubbly beard and a haggard appearance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the top-tier Film Emperor who should have been enjoying life in a luxury penthouse suite,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>were squatting side by side on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each held a cup of instant noodles, slurping the noodles with complete disregard for anyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steam curled up, creating a bizarrely harmonious scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan's temples throbbed, her vision went dark,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and she leaned against the doorframe to stop herself from exploding on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her, Jiang Ci quite considerately picked up another cup from the instant noodle box beside him and waved it at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Wan, it's braised beef flavor. Want some?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan leaned against the doorframe, taking several deep breaths in succession,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>before barely suppressing the urge to pry open Jiang Ci's skull and take a look inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt she would sooner or later have a heart attack from being angered by this ancestor who never followed the script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhiyuan put down his cup of noodles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had completely calmed down, the earlier dejection crushed by reality swept away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up, pulled out a handwritten document from under a pile of discarded drafts, and handed it to Lin Wan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan took it suspiciously, looked down, and her eyes sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a contract, more like a \"indenture contract.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Party A: Spark Media.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Party B: Gu Zhiyuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terms were shockingly simple and brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Party B, Gu Zhiyuan, voluntarily agrees to direct 'King of Extras' without receiving any director's salary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Party B promises to waive all box office profit sharing and any potential prize money from future awards for the film.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Party B's sole requirement: retain final editing rights for the film. If Party A interferes, the contract is void immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan had seen countless harsh clauses, but she had never seen anyone sign such an overlord contract for themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't a contract; it was clearly a gambler's final letter, staking his entire fortune and life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You...\" Lin Wan wanted to say something but felt her throat go dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci walked over, took the contract from Lin Wan's hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>didn't even look at it, directly flipped to the Party B signature section, pointed at the three characters for Gu Zhiyuan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then handed the pen to Lin Wan, his gaze brooking no argument:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Wan, sign. We'll stamp the official seal back at the office. He's one of us now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pleasure working with you, Director Gu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhiyuan stared at those two words, remaining silent for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he rushed into the cramped, peeling-wall bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the sound of an old-fashioned razor scraping skin and \"snip-snip\" noises came from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, the door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhiyuan walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His beard was shaved clean, his greasy long hair cut short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he stepped out of the shadows, though still gaunt, his posture was ramrod straight, his jaw tight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the entire person exuding a fierce, \"Burning the Boats and Smashing the Cauldrons\" determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan looked at this completely transformed man, feeling somewhat dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That afternoon, Spark Media's official Weibo account posted an earth-shattering announcement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Spark Media's new major work, comedy film 'King of Extras,' is about to launch. Director: Gu Zhiyuan, Lead Actor: Jiang Ci.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No poster teaser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a black background with white text image, featuring two names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was the dazzling new Film Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was the box office poison forgotten by the industry for years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the news broke, Jiang Ci's Weibo comment section and related topics were detonated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trending chart was flooded with a string of black \"EXPLOSIVE\" tags.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>#Jiang Ci Has Been Cursed#\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>#The Worst Movie of All Time Officially Announced#\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>#Tragic Film Emperor Destroys His Own Great Wall#\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>#Gu Zhiyuan Get Out of the Film Industry Circle#\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire internet went crazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci's fans were convinced their idol was being drained by Spark Media and the washed-up director working together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bystanders were full of mockery, thinking Jiang Ci got cocky after becoming popular and started engaging in performance art ordinary people couldn't understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jiang Ci's choice is the first step from the altar to the Abyss, and also the fastest step.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A tragic actor performing in a comedy is itself a tragedy. Moreover, the one at the helm is Gu Zhiyuan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Manager Li who had once intercepted Jiang Ci at the variety show filming location even publicly voiced his opinion on his personal Weibo, with a photo of him raising a glass on a yacht.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's good for young people to have ideas, but they also need to distinguish between art and suicide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let Gu Zhiyuan direct? I might as well throw that money into the sea; at least I'd hear a splash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Weibo post was frantically reposted, becoming the last straw that broke investor confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spark Media, conference room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan hung up the last withdrawal-of-funding call and slammed her phone on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked around the room, at the silent Gu Zhiyuan and Jiang Ci who was studying the script with his head down,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the stifling frustration and anger in her chest almost erupting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was also panicking internally, panicking terribly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when she met Jiang Ci's still calm and resolute gaze,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>all her panic was instantly replaced by a fierce, all-or-nothing determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they won't invest, then they won't invest!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan gritted her teeth, slapped the table, her cheeks flushed with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If there's no money, we'll invest ourselves! I'll spend my own money to make this film! I don't believe it, I have to win this fight today!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three days later, the first formal preparatory meeting for 'King of Extras' was held in Spark Media's smallest conference room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three attendees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhiyuan took out the storyboard sketches he had drawn after pulling two all-nighters, a thick stack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan felt her scalp go numb as soon as she opened the first page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The artistic style was bizarre, oppressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A close-up: the protagonist \"Chen San's\" face was stepped into the mud by a large foot, muddy water spilling from the corner of his mouth, fingers feebly clawing at the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next shot: Chen San hung in mid-air as a human punching bag, a numb smile on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan's fingers stiffened as she turned the page. She closed the storyboard notebook, looking up and staring intently at Gu Zhiyuan:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Gu, I have to remind you, what we've greenlit is a comedy! Not some dark human nature documentary!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhiyuan didn't speak, just flipped to a certain page and pointed at a scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the picture, Chen San was being chased by a dog on the film set, fleeing in panic, crashing headfirst into a prop wall, the wall collapsing and burying him underneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This doesn't match the film's tone,\" Jiang Ci said suddenly, looking at the storyboard. \"The 'King of Extras' script is actually a tragedy disguised as a comedy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just being crushed by a wall isn't impactful enough. He should step on a banana peel while being chased by the dog.\" Jiang Ci gestured with his finger on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The falling action needs rhythm, falling apart section by section, finally landing face-first, sliding three meters, kissing dog poop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Gu Zhiyuan's previously dim eyes immediately lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up a pen and quickly modified the sketch, muttering to himself: \"Right! Then the dog charges over, not to bite him, but to lick his face! Chen San even has to give the dog a grateful smile!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not enough,\" Jiang Ci shook his head. \"After the dog licks him, he struggles to get up, faces the camera and delivers his line: 'Thanks, bro, for the polishing service.' As he says it, a bird dropping falls right into his open mouth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good!\" Gu Zhiyuan slapped his thigh. \"Then he can't spit it out, he has to swallow it! And give a thumbs-up to the sky! That's the resilience of a little guy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them went back and forth, discussing various \"spectacularly tragic deaths\" and funny acting methods, the atmosphere bizarrely enthusiastic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan sat to the side, her temples throbbing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the \"birth mother\" screenwriter of 'King of Extras,'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>half her soul was screaming: \"Stop! What are you turning my heartwarming comedy into!\",\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>while the other half of her soul was scalped by the extreme, morbid sparks of humor colliding between these two madmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the two were discussing \"how Chen San can maintain a smile while being repeatedly trampled as a human cushion by background actors,\" Lin Wan finally couldn't take it anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slapped a document on the table with a \"bang,\" interrupting their madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a budget sheet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan pointed at a glaring red deficit on it, almost squeezing the words out from between her teeth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two geniuses, hold on a second.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even with Director Gu's zero salary, Jiang Ci's zero salary, but the sets, equipment, post-production, background actors... all the costs combined,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We still have a funding gap of at least thirty million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The company just signed a batch of newcomers because of your previous explosive popularity, all the liquid funds are tied up, we simply can't fill this hole.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci looked at the glaring deficit on the budget sheet, silent for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Lin Wan, his gaze unprecedentedly serious:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Wan, my salary can also be waived. If that's still not enough, the endorsement fees I received before can all be invested.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan shook her head. \"This isn't a problem the three of us can solve by emptying our pockets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at the two of them, stood up, and grabbed her jacket from the back of the chair. \"Come with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1734,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.557Z",1,"novelbin.me","509f66e0d1d127e04c78bc3e22fd1fd0fb7ecdad48d9fb64fcbdae60dccf1f13","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-356","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-354",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]