The More Tragic I Act, the Stronger I Get — My Fans Beg Me to Stop Killing Off My Roles-Chapter 194: “The Firework-Filled Life I Long For”

At that moment, Su Qingying's assistant jogged over, holding a document in hand.

Her steps halted a few paces away from Su Qingying, and she handed over a printed-out notification sheet.

"Sister Qingying, the company's intention is that they hope you can consider this."

Su Qingying took it, her gaze falling onto the paper.

A moment later, an extremely subtle crack appeared on her perpetually icy face.

Su Qingying stared at the notification sheet for a long time, an abnormally long time.

"Variety show debut for movie promotional period: 'The Yearning for Mundane Fireworks Daily Life'."

"Proposed guests: Jiang Ci, Su Qingying, Luo Yu."

The time was mid-May, less than a month away.

By then, the movie filming would be over halfway, and the tasks in the later stages wouldn't be so intense.

But Su Qingying never participated in variety shows.

This was an ironclad rule known throughout the entire industry.

She only acted.

Seeing her remain silent for so long, the assistant beside her thought she would, as usual, directly refuse.

After all, Daylight Entertainment was an investor, and Su Qingying had that leverage.

Promotional variety shows that lesser-status artists would break their heads trying to get on, she could choose not to attend.

The assistant was just about to speak, to help decline on her behalf.

"Keep it for now."

Su Qingying spoke.

Three words, spoken lightly, yet they made the little assistant freeze completely in place.

Keep the opportunity?

The assistant's mind was shaken to its core, almost thinking she had misheard.

That Su Qingying, who had been in the industry for ten years, who practically had "Focus on acting, stay away from variety shows" written on her face, actually said to keep a variety show opportunity?

Su Qingying offered no explanation. Holding that piece of paper, she walked straight towards Jiang Ci's direction.

She handed the notification sheet to him in front of him.

"Take a look."

Jiang Ci took it and scanned it.

A variety show?

And with him, and Luo Yu together?

He could almost imagine the impending battlefield of carnage.

Su Qingying looked at him, waiting for an answer.

Before Jiang Ci could answer, he was interrupted by another voice.

Zhang Mouyi, holding a megaphone, spoke with robust energy.

"This afternoon, we continue filming the daily life scenes!"

"Everyone, perk up your spirits!"

He announced the content of the next scene.

A Li uses headphones to share modern music with Ye Chen. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Zhang Mouyi called Jiang Ci and Su Qingying to the monitor and tapped the table with the script.

"What I want is not the sweetness of a young couple sharing songs."

"I want two lonely souls, in the silence, trying to touch each other's worlds for the first time!"

"One wants to share, one is on guard."

"One approaches with innocence, the other probes with instinct."

"Give me that sense of collision!"

Filming began.

Under the massive "Divine Tree," Su Qingying had changed into a set of modern casual clothes, playing A Li who came from the modern world.

A gentle smile on her face, she tried to place a white earbud into the ear of Jiang Ci, who was playing Ye Chen.

Jiang Ci's performance began.

The moment Su Qingying approached, his entire body recoiled backward, the movement swift and wary.

It was completely the instinctive reaction of a beast that had never seen such a thing, facing an unknown danger.

He wasn't looking at Su Qingying.

His attention was completely captured by that thin "white line" dangling from her hand.

He leaned forward slightly, moving closer.

Using his nose, he gently sniffed the small earbud.

An extremely wild, yet perfectly fitting action for a half-demon's identity.

Behind the monitor, Zhang Mouyi leaned forward again.

Su Qingying's performance also connected perfectly.

She wasn't frightened by Ye Chen's reaction; instead, with even more patience, she extended the earbud further forward, her face full of pure reassurance and encouragement.

Ye Chen's wariness slowly crumbled under her persistence.

Hesitating, he finally stopped dodging.

Su Qingying gently placed that cool earbud into his ear.

The earbud wasn't a fake prop; it was actually playing the movie's theme song, "Longing Across Time," which would be released after the film's premiere.

Yes, the theme song shared the same name as the movie.

Jiang Ci's body jolted violently.

He froze completely.

A highly rhythmic sound, through that tiny "magical artifact," poured directly into his mind.

His ear, aided by the prop, twitched ever so slightly.

He slowly raised his head to look at Su Qingying.

His face wore an expression of utter shock, completely overwhelmed by something entirely new.

He didn't understand what this was.

But he saw that Su Qingying, wearing the other earbud, had a faintly sorrowful expression on her face.

In a corner.

Luo Yu took in this entire scene.

Wen Nian's voice, ghost-like, sounded by his ear.

"Teacher Jiang's performance really has such spiritual energy, it's drawing everyone's attention."

"A-Yu, don't feel pressured. Your performance style is more substantial and weighty. It's just that Director Zhang might prefer this more outwardly expressive style right now..."

In Jiang Ci's system vision, a tag silently appeared.

[Mental Implantation: Amplifying the sense of isolation from "being excluded" and the humiliation of "being ignored."]

Wen Nian's methods were still ongoing.

She was turning every one of Jiang Ci's shining moments into sharp thorns piercing Luo Yu's heart.

And Jiang Ci at this moment was completely immersed in the scene.

Looking at Su Qingying's face, inspiration exploded in his mind.

What should the character Ye Chen do at this moment?

Should he snatch away that "magical artifact" making the strange sound?

Jiang Ci, or rather, Ye Chen, suddenly reached out his hand.

His movement was slow.

Just as everyone thought he was going to touch that earbud.

His fingertip, however, bypassed the earbud, drawing a tiny arc in the air.

Then.

Extremely lightly, it touched the small earlobe of Su Qingying's other ear, the one wearing the other earbud.

The entire core of the performance was utterly sublimated in that instant.

What he wanted to understand was never the music.

It was her.

It was her world, the one that could make her wear such an expression.

The entire film set, everyone on set, was struck speechless by this improvised action.

Behind the monitor, Zhang Mouyi slapped his thigh hard.

"Cut!"

"That's a wrap!!"

Pointing at Jiang Ci on set, his voice was filled with irrepressible excitement.

The entire crew was completely won over by this stroke of genius.

Su Qingying was still frozen in place. On her earlobe, it seemed the faint, cool sensation from that moment still lingered.

She looked at Jiang Ci, momentarily forgetting where she was.

Only when the director called for wrap did she snap back to reality. Amidst the clamor of praises, she silently turned and walked away.

Her assistant jogged to catch up, her face unable to hide her concern.

"Sister Qingying, are you okay? Why is your face so red?"

Su Qingying instinctively wanted to say she was fine.

But the assistant's next words made her entire body freeze.

The assistant stopped walking, looking at her with an expression of astonishment, as if she had discovered some new continent.

"Sister, you... you're smiling?"

Su Qingying was stunned.

Smiling?

She subconsciously raised her hand, gently touching the corner of her own mouth.

What her fingertip felt was the slight upward curve of her own lips, something even she hadn't noticed.

Her hand stopped there, a wave of confusion washing over her.