The More Tragic I Act, the Stronger I Get — My Fans Beg Me to Stop Killing Off My Roles-Chapter 43: Extending Life to Over 100! A Sense of Security Gained Through Acting Skills

That line "I'm waiting for someone to come home" was like a silver needle dipped in deadly poison, precisely piercing straight into Qiao Xinran's heart.

She completely broke down.

After filming ended, she was helped to the rest area by her agent and assistant, her whole body still trembling, tears falling like broken strings of pearls that just wouldn't stop. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Her agent was anxiously pacing around, handing her water and fanning her. "Xinran, don't scare me like this! It's just one line, right? What's going on with you?"

Qiao Xinran didn't speak, just kept shaking her head while biting her lip hard.

How could she explain?

Could she say that in her attempt to conquer a man, she ended up being utterly defeated by his fictional display of deep affection?

Could she say she was jealous of that "her" who never appeared, jealous to the point of madness?

She couldn't bring herself to say it.

This feeling was more powerless than any humiliation.

Jiang Ci sat not far away, calmly watching this scene, his heart completely unruffled.

After repeated testing and emotional blows, this proud female player had finally been completely dragged into the tragic narrative he had constructed single-handedly.

Sun Zhou watched with his heart pounding, leaning over to whisper, "Brother Ci, Teacher Qiao Xinran... is she okay? She seems pretty shaken up."

Jiang Ci took a sip of water, his gaze distant. "She's just experiencing Su Nian's fate in advance."

Sun Zhou froze for a moment.

Then his face showed an expression of sudden understanding mixed with immense admiration.

So that was it!

Brother Ci wasn't attacking Qiao Xinran—he was helping her! Helping her enter the tragic core of her character ahead of time!

Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!

...

From that day on, Qiao Xinran completely changed.

She no longer tried to get close to Jiang Ci through any physical contact, nor did she say those teasing words anymore.

The way she looked at Jiang Ci shifted from conquest desire and curiosity to a kind of probing.

As if she wasn't facing an actor, but the sole designated interpreter of the character Chu Wuchen.

In the subsequent filming, Jiang Ci completely let himself go.

In one scene, Su Nian accidentally got her arm scratched by a poisonous vine while gathering herbs, grimacing in pain.

Qiao Xinran performed adequately.

Jiang Ci walked over; according to the script, he was supposed to coldly hand her the medicinal pill.

But he didn't.

He looked at the "wound" on her arm, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly, then whispered in a volume only the two of them could hear, "Still so careless about yourself..."

Those words, though lightly spoken, stirred up massive waves in Qiao Xinran's heart.

"Still"?

This word instantly opened up countless possibilities.

Was he looking at "her" through her?

Did that "her" also stumble around clumsily like her, always getting hurt?

[Ding! Detected intense heartbreak fluctuations from 'Qiao Xinran'! Heartbreak Value +65!]

[Ding! Detected heartbreak fluctuations from 'Makeup Artist Xiao A'! Heartbreak Value +5!]

[Ding! Detected heartbreak fluctuations from 'Lighting Assistant Xiao C'! Heartbreak Value +3!]

The female staff standing nearby, though they didn't hear everything clearly, all caught that unconsciously revealed sigh mixed with helplessness and heartache.

Oh my god!

What kind of divine master is this! Says one thing but his actions show another!

This restrained tenderness is a hundred times more lethal than straightforward concern!

Another scene.

Under the moonlight, Chu Wuchen teaches Su Nian sword techniques.

Qiao Xinran was completely immersed, every move and stance danced with remarkable spirit.

When she executed one particular sword move, Jiang Ci's movements suddenly paused.

He looked at that familiar move, his eyes instantly losing focus.

That wasn't the proud look of an immortal master watching his disciple, but rather... a kind of bone-deep longing and sorrow seeing an old friend through time.

His hand trembled slightly in the air, as if wanting to grasp something, but ultimately dropped powerlessly.

"Cut!"

The director behind the monitor was completely mesmerized.

Qiao Xinran also stopped; she didn't ask why they stopped, just stared blankly at Jiang Ci.

She knew he had "seen" her again.

At this moment, Qiao Xinran completely abandoned all thoughts of conquest.

She realized that the only way to enter this man's world was to understand the character he was portraying.

She started taking the initiative to approach Jiang Ci with the script before filming.

"Brother Jiang Ci, in this scene, why does Chu Wuchen remain silent? Is he missing Yun Xi?"

"Here, why does he choose to save that mortal? Is it because that mortal has traces of Yun Xi?"

Her questions were no longer about "how to act" but about "why."

Using the "Self-Deification" technique he learned from "The Complete Collection of Player Quotes," combined with the script, Jiang Ci constructed an incredibly rich, tragic inner world of Chu Wuchen for her.

"He saved that mortal not because she resembled someone."

Jiang Ci looked into the distance, his voice carrying the weariness of a thousand years.

"Rather, because after guarding the mortal world for five hundred years, protecting all living beings has become part of waiting for her return."

Qiao Xinran listened utterly captivated, her eyes reddening.

Driven by this atmosphere, Qiao Xinran's acting skills improved by leaps and bounds.

She was no longer a decorative vase who needed guidance to get into character; she had truly become Su Nian.

The director was overjoyed on set every day, praising Qiao Xinran's progress.

And all the female staff in the entire crew became loyal fans of Jiang Ci and Qiao Xinran's "master-disciple CP,"

Every day they searched for sweet moments among the heartbreak, contributing Heartbreak Value quite steadily.

Time flew by, and over two months passed.

The filming of "Three Lifetimes Tribulation" was nearing its end.

Jiang Ci's "harvest" season also saw a bountiful yield.

One night, after filming the final scene together, Jiang Ci returned to his hotel.

After showering, with a mix of tension and excitement as if about to check lottery results, he opened the system panel.

On the blue light screen, numbers clearly appeared.

[Current Heartbreak Value: 1258 points]

[Remaining Lifespan: 103 days 6 hours 45 minutes]

Heartbreak Value had broken into four digits!

Looking at the numbers on the panel, Jiang Ci let out a long sigh of relief.

This wasn't achieved through loopholes or luck.

This was what he had legitimately "deceived" from everyone through scene after scene, line after line, every glance and movement!

Jiang Ci turned off the panel and collapsed onto the bed, feeling like all his bones had relaxed.

Over a hundred days.

He could finally catch his breath a little.

Just then, his phone vibrated, the screen lighting up.

It was a WeChat message.

Jiang Ci picked it up to look, and his eyes instantly froze.

Sender: Old Liu.