[{"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-85":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},1297899,1723,"Chapter 85: He Didn’t Shatter—He’s Reinforced Steel!","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-85",85,"\u003Cp>At 3 PM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shanghai, Spark Media underground parking garage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A striking red Audi Q7 came to a steady stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car door opened, and Jiang Ci stepped out from the driver's seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven consecutive hours of long-distance driving had drained the last ounce of his energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention the two days back in his hometown, where he first endured a hardcore blind date, then visited the cemetery alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emotional ups and downs and exhaustion were far more tiring than driving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed the car door, his body leaning against the cold vehicle as if drained of all strength, barely managing to stand steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the elevator, the polished metal walls reflected his current appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door to Lin Wan's office was slightly ajar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci walked to the doorway, not knocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He peered through the crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the office, the blackout curtains were tightly drawn, leaving only a few dim spotlights on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan was wearing huge noise-canceling headphones, facing a triple-screen setup, her fingers flying across the keyboard in a frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was completely immersed in her own world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci recognized this posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister Wan had entered \"battle mode.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed the door open, his movements as light as a cat's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he tiptoed to the sofa in the reception area and sank into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sofa was very soft, and Jiang Ci's consciousness almost instantly began to sink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced his eyelids to stay open, waiting quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the office, only the rhythmic, dense tapping of the keyboard remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knows how long passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The keyboard sounds, abruptly ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan took off her headphones, habitually rotating her stiff neck, producing a faint cracking sound of bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she turned her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her entire body instantly froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the sofa, at some unknown time, an extra person had appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That person was quietly curled up there, head bowed, as if already asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dim light outlined his exceptionally gaunt silhouette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan's pupils contracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She carefully scrutinized before recognizing it was Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When did he come back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How come there wasn't a single sound?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she clearly saw Jiang Ci's face, pale as paper, and the heavy, indelible shadows under his eyes, Lin Wan's heart instantly tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had already mentally prepared a complete set of \"end-of-life care\" level opening lines, ready to carefully soothe this piece of art that seemed to shatter at a touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right at that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person on the sofa, moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci heard the keyboard sounds stop and used all his strength to lift his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw Lin Wan, her eyes swirling with complex emotions he couldn't decipher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No energy to delve deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci just wanted to report as soon as possible, then find a place to sleep until the end of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved his dry lips, his voice terribly hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Wan, I'm back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These simple five words, entering Lin Wan's ears, were automatically translated by her brain into another, terrifying layer of meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Back.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it Jiang Ci who came back, or was it 'Chu Wuchen' who came back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart tightened even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan forced herself to put on her gentlest expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mhm, it's good you're back, it's good you're back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You must be... exhausted from the trip?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look in very poor condition, go rest first. We can talk about anything tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just wanted to immediately pack up and send away this \"fragile item\" with extremely unstable mental state, for proper safekeeping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci, however, shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quick battle, quick resolution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He braced against the sofa armrest, forcing his back to sit up a bit straighter, getting straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister Wan, there's something I need to report to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused for a moment, seemingly organizing his thoughts, then said in a flat tone used for stating KPIs:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Wei's drama is confirmed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's called 'The Legend of Han and Chu.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the psychological counseling drafts she had prepared instantly got stuck in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gentle, maternal expression she was about to give Jiang Ci to help him \"relax\" also froze on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full three seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brain of the ace screenwriter began operating at overclocked speed, spinning wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The Legend of Han and Chu.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chu-Han Contention!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Yu! Liu Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wujiang River suicide!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Farewell My Concubine!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't this exactly the ultimate collection of tragic material that Jiang Ci had previously been obsessed with, repeatedly analyzing—\"tortured love, unattainable love, life and death separation\"—that he kept talking about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan suddenly lifted her head, staring intently at Jiang Ci.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kid...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a thorough, absolute... weirdo with an extreme obsession for tragic themes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having figured this out, Lin Wan's gaze toward Jiang Ci completely changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That bit of worry and pity instantly vanished without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly felt that her previous thoughts about worrying his mental state might have problems were utterly ridiculous to the extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A person who could pursue efficiency like clocking in on an assembly line when it came to acting in tragedies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mental core was probably harder than reinforced concrete!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stable as hell!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan let out a long sigh, her entire body completely relaxing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned back into her executive chair, sizing up Jiang Ci with the scrutinizing look one gives a monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke, her voice tone already completely switched back to the decisive, efficient boss mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"'The Legend of Han and Chu,' Director Wei Song's project.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The company will immediately form a special task force for you. From now on, you are the project core.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All your schedules and needs, highest priority.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan's decisiveness was displayed to the fullest at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked up the internal line phone and directly dialed the Administrative Director.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call was answered instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello? Director Lin?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Apartment 1502, Building A, clear it out immediately.\" Lin Wan's instructions were clear, decisive, and brooked no argument.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, that large flat reserved for S-class artists, the highest authority password lock.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Clean it up, send the initial password directly to Jiang Ci.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's staying there tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hanging up the phone, she looked at Jiang Ci and extended her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Car keys.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Jiang Ci didn't understand why, he still took out the Q7 car keys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan took them and casually tossed them on the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't drive, leave the car at the company.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you driving in this state? Get a good night's sleep.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tomorrow morning, a driver will take you to the airport.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He really needed this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having a place to sleep and someone to drive him was exactly what he wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He responded, adding, \"Sun Zhou booked a flight ticket to the capital for tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it.\" Lin Wan waved her hand. \"Go upstairs and rest. The password will be sent to your phone soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ci stood up, nodded to her, turned, opened the door, and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single unnecessary word throughout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The office door was gently closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan watched his gaunt, exhaustion-filled back disappear, sinking into thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her worries about whether his spirit was fragile were indeed set aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this didn't mean she was completely at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new, deeper layer of concern quietly surfaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An actor, so obsessed, even fixated, on only taking tragic roles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw himself, again and again, into those sad, desperate, pain-filled character lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the \"Young General\" to \"Chu Wuchen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, it would be the hero destined for a doomed end in 'The Legend of Han and Chu.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the long run, was that really okay?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he had a powerful ability to detach, repeatedly soaking in a tragic atmosphere would wear down one's humanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't want the once-in-a-century talent she discovered herself to ultimately burn himself to ashes on a path no one had walked before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Wan opened her computer, her fingers slowly typing a line into the search box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Research on Sustainable Mental Health Intervention Plans for Actors Long-Term Performing High-Intensity Tragic Roles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1346,"2026-06-05T18:00:08.556Z",1,"novelbin.me","895807c0bfe676e53593492f8f721cb99549616b054e17243aa2e1c11a306d0b","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-86","the-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-chapter-84",366,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-more-tragic-i-act-the-stronger-i-get-my-fans-cover.jpg"]