[{"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-366":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":12,"novelImage":21},{"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},1297664,1723,"Chapter 366: Tianguang Fully Funded, Specializing in Dealing with All Kinds of Defiance","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-366",366,"\u003Cp>Chapter 366: Tianguang Fully Funded, Specializing in Dealing with All Kinds of Defiance\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant's voice was drowned out by the roar of engines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several beams of stark white light pierced through the floating dust above the ruins, illuminating the dim factory building as bright as day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tires ground over gravel, emitting a piercing screech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three elongated business cars parked with an arrogant swagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan tucked her phone back into her pocket, smoothing down the collar of her trench coat in the same motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant, having never seen such a spectacle, instinctively shrank back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Zhiyuan, clutching the box of lukewarm braised pork knuckle rice, dug his fingers into the edge of the plastic takeout container.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly straightened up from the tire he'd been leaning against, squinting, somewhat unaccustomed to the glaring light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang, teetering on sky-high heels, had foundation so white under the strong light it looked like she'd painted a wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her followed the young actress named Li Feifei, who had now toned down the arrogance she'd shown earlier,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>though her eyes kept darting toward the luxury car, clearly her source of confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last man to step out wore a silver-gray high-end tailored suit, his pocket square folded sharper than a knife's edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Dezhi, the \"God of Wealth\" of Huachen Pictures, also notoriously known in the industry as the \"Nepotism Specialist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For any production he invested in, if he didn't stuff it with at least half a company's worth of connections, it meant he was having a bad day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, well, still experiencing the 'real life' this late?\" Sister Wang's voice was shrill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cast a disdainful glance at the scattered prop waste littering the ground,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then another at the takeout box in Gu Zhiyuan's arms,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her expression more insulting than any direct curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan didn't take the bait, merely straightened her back even further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang wasn't bothered either, turning sideways to push Li Feifei to the forefront.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This child is stubborn, went back and cried her eyes out, said she couldn't grasp Teacher Jiang's profound artistic realm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang smiled, but there was no apology in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I figured, young people are immature, better bring her back for you all to guide her some more. After all, our Manager Zhang is quite concerned about this matter too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Feifei cooperatively lowered her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum. \"I'm sorry, Teacher Jiang, I'm stupid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner, Jiang Ci was completely absorbed in poking a lump of half-dried super glue on the ground with a dry twig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strands it pulled were stickier than the fake smile on Sister Wang's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed utterly oblivious to the tense standoff around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang's smile began to falter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned to Zhang Dezhi, raising her volume. \"Manager Zhang was originally here to inspect the base. Hearing an old friend was here, he specially came to see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Dezhi covered his nose and mouth with a silk handkerchief,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>frowning, his leather shoes stopping a full half-meter away from a puddle of oil stain on the ground with exaggerated caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His peripheral vision swept the surroundings,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>finally resting on Gu Zhiyuan's disheveled hair for a second,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>before shifting away with disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Gu, I thought after finishing 'Kite,' you'd switched to collecting scrap. Didn't expect you're still clinging to your 'art'?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze fell on the braised pork knuckle rice in Gu Zhiyuan's arms, letting out a derisive snort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Dezhi had no interest in watching a loser's embarrassment and turned to Lin Wan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Lin, Spark Media must have it tough. Only an 'artist' like Film Emperor Jiang would be willing to play with this kind of unwanted mess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan sneered. \"Art indeed isn't something suited for those reeking of money.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Dezhi wasn't angered, instead laughing—the kind of look a superior gives an ant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Lin, a tough mouth is useless. Making movies requires two things: money, and face.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snapped his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang immediately, like presenting a treasure, led another girl out from the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in a white dress, long hair cascading over her shoulders, clean as if just fished out of milk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Meng, the new talent Huachen Pictures was pushing hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Studied abroad, professionally trained, brings her own traffic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Dezhi walked up to Gu Zhiyuan, slapping his shoulder heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heard you're short on funds? I'll top you up with thirty million.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cash, in the account tomorrow, no shares required.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty million.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three words echoed in the vast, empty factory building, striking a tremor in people's hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a film crew on the brink of running out of funds, this was a lifeline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just one condition.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Dezhi pointed at the girl floating in white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The female lead, goes to her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan watched that finger almost poking Gu Zhiyuan's nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could feel the man behind her trembling,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the humiliation of having money slapped in his face, worse than killing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Manager Zhang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan stepped forward, her high heels clicking crisply on the concrete floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My Spark Media hasn't fallen to the point of selling ourselves into slavery.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Dezhi's face darkened. \"Lin Wan, don't push it when given face. Thirty million is more than enough to buy this pile of junk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan suddenly smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry, Manager Zhang, you're too late.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took another step forward, her gaze pressing against his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This 'pile of junk' in your eyes is already an S-Class project of Daylight Entertainment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, then uttered the name. \"Gu Huai, full capital investment into the crew.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your 'charitable donation' is better saved for propping up those pretty vases with only faces and no brains.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daylight Entertainment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Huai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The names struck Zhang Dezhi's well-maintained face rigid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang's mouth fell open, her jaw nearly hitting the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Feifei, who had been waiting to watch the show, shrank into a quail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The haughty expression on Zhang Dezhi's face cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tugged at the corner of his mouth, forcing a dry laugh. \"Director Lin, even when bluffing, you need to follow basic logic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gu Huai? You think I, Zhang, scare that easily?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci tossed away the twig in his hand and sauntered over unhurriedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped in front of the girl in the white dress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Meng, under his stare, instinctively took half a step back, the hem of her dress brushing against dust on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wang hurriedly offered an ingratiating smile. \"Teacher Jiang, look at this image, doesn't it perfectly fit that...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci ignored her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Zhou Meng and suddenly asked, \"Can you ride an electric scooter?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question was so off-the-wall it left everyone stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Meng blinked blankly, looking to Zhang Dezhi for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cheapest car she'd ever ridden in was a Mercedes-Benz business van.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The concept of an electric scooter only existed in her cognitive blind spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I can learn...\" she stammered in reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci tossed another candy into his mouth, his tone casual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then can you change the battery one-handed in a rainstorm? And guarantee not a single drop of soup spills from the braised pork knuckle rice on the back seat?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Meng was utterly dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Dezhi flared up. \"Jiang Ci, are you messing with me? That kind of dirty, hard work, just get a stand-in! With thirty million right here, you're talking to me about electric scooters?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked toward the dim little path in the distance, the image of that bulky yellow delivery uniform flashing before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Manager Zhang, your thirty million is indeed invested in the wrong place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was soft, carrying a lazy, indifferent drawl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci walked up to Zhou Meng, his gaze sweeping over her spotless white dress,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then turned to Zhang Dezhi, his eyes filled with pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What we're filming is the wild grass in the mud pit, not the plastic flowers in the greenhouse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was so sincere it was infuriating. \"This money is too clean, it burns. 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