I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

"This is the scariest thing!" A bespectacled, seemingly experienced data analyst lowered his voice, his eyes looking at a monster beyond common sense. "You know what? I was observing on the tram this morning, and everyone was quietly discussing 'Super Mutant'! This isn't just a simple variety show anymore; it's a nationwide carnival!"

"This is truly a planned program that everyone knows about!" Everyone around subconsciously took a breath of cold air.

"What I don't understand the most is this 'national audition,'" a section chief in charge of program planning frowned, his face filled with pure confusion. "I did the math. Setting up audition registration points in eight major regions across the country, and organizing such a large-scale offline support event, the total publicity budget must be several hundred million yen, right? This... this is simply burning money! Wouldn't it be more effective to invite a few top idol stars to support the show?"

"Who knows? Maybe... this is the difference between geniuses and us mortals."

Everyone looked at each other and saw a deep-seated awe of the unknown in each other's eyes.

I dare not talk nonsense.

After all, this was a plan specially approved by Deputy Director Asumi, and it was said that even Director Nobuhiko Sakata agreed to it.

They felt that the young man named Hiroshi Nohara was not playing by the rules of the industry at all.

He was creating rules in a way that they could not understand at all.

……

The executive deputy director's office was filled with smoke.

Takada Toshihide's face, which always looked a little gloomy, was now even more gloomy as if water could drip out of it.

He stared intently at the latest public opinion report on the table. Every positive entry about "Super Change" was like a red-hot steel needle, piercing his eyeballs.

Takashi Yasui and Nagaan Ito, the two variety show aces of the Tokyo school, have long lost their original arrogance and confidence.

They sat on the sofa with their heads drooped like two defeated roosters, their faces filled with confusion and bewilderment after being repeatedly beaten by reality.

"I also can not understand."

Confusion crossed Yasui Takashi's face. "What on earth is he trying to do? Spending all that money and making such a big fuss, just to get a bunch of ordinary people to chant slogans on the street? This... what's the point? Does he really think that relying on this childish 'regional confrontation' can shake the variety show empire we've built for decades?"

"Perhaps...his purpose isn't to shake us at all." Ito Changan said beside him with a complicated expression: "I always feel that we...seem to have been wrong from the very beginning."

"What do you mean?" asked Yasui Takashi.

"I don't know." Ito Changan shook his head and said, "I just feel that the scheme he set up is too big and too deep. What we see may be... just the tip of the iceberg. His real purpose may not lie in the variety show itself at all."

"Where else can it be?" There was a hint of irritation in Yasui Takashi's voice that he himself was not aware of.

"Perhaps it's just for publicity." Ito Changan pondered for a moment and gave an explanation that he himself felt was a bit far-fetched: "After all, except for the Kanto region, TV stations in other places are independently operated. It's not easy for our Tokyo TV programs to get good publicity resources from them. What he did was equivalent to using a roundabout way to create enough buzz for his program in those places."

These words made Takada Shunying, who was sitting at the top, frown even deeper.

Of course he knew it was a possibility.

But his intuition told him that things were definitely not that simple.

Every move made by that young man was filled with chilling and precise calculations.

This time, he spent such a huge price to set up such a shocking plan, and what he was aiming for was definitely not just a little publicity.

"never mind."

After a long time, Takada Shunei let out a long breath, which was filled with the fatigue and helplessness of a hero in his twilight years.

He waved his hand and said, "It's too late to say anything now. He's already gained power, and that old man Sakata is now protecting him like his own son. We... can't touch him for the time being."

However, looking at the two subordinates who had already lost all their fighting spirit, he comforted them in a low voice:

"Lie dormant. Now is our weak period. You two, do your own shows well and stabilize the basic situation. Don't take the initiative to provoke him again. Wait... wait for him to make a mistake!"

"Hi." Yasui Takashi and Ito Changan responded weakly.

They knew they had already lost the war.

At least, in the short term, the only about 20% of variety shows currently directed by the two of them have lost all possibility of a comeback.

After all, even the popular "Super Change Audition Edition" on Kanto TV has reached a 20% viewership rate.

So how do they fight?

Takada Toshihide ignored the two fallen aces and pressed the intercom button.

"Let Iwata get in."

Soon, a figure appeared at the office door like a ghost.

It's Masao Iwata.

He had long lost his former arrogance and arrogance, and had lost weight. His eyes, which were once full of ambition, now only had a kind of numbness and emptiness after being completely crushed by reality.

"Deputy Director...you are looking for me..." His voice was hoarse and full of humility.

Takada Toshihide didn't look at him, but just threw a document in front of him.

On it, printed in bold black letters, was a tempting title - [New Year's Eve A-level movie project].

"This is the project I negotiated." Takada Shunei's voice was flat, his emotions unrecognizable. "It's a costume action film. Budget: 300 million."

"boom--!"

This news was like a thunderclap, striking Masao Iwata's heart hard and creating a huge wave!

A budget of 200 million!

This... this is simply...

He stared blankly at the document, and for the first time, a faint light like a ghost fire rekindled in his empty eyes.

"Deputy... Deputy Director... You... You mean..." He stuttered and asked in a tone that sounded almost like a dream.

"In TV dramas and variety shows, we can't beat him for now."

Takada Toshihide slowly stood up, walked in front of him, stretched out his hand, and patted his still slightly trembling shoulder heavily. The voice was as light as the whisper of a devil, but with a cruelty that was enough to make anyone shudder.

"But movies... are another world."

“No matter how great that kid is, there’s no way he can even make a movie, right?”

He looked at Masao Iwata, and there was a heart-pounding madness flashing in his cold eyes.

"Iwata, this is your last chance."

"Use this movie to tell everyone, to tell that ignorant kid, how vulnerable his little tricks are when faced with true art that belongs on the big screen!"

"Go."

"Use the box office to give me back the face we've lost, bit by bit."

Masao Iwata stared blankly at the man in front of him who was extending an olive branch to him again. All the expressions on his already numb face had faded, leaving only a determination to fight to the death.

He knew that he had no way out.

He will no longer be a simple errand boy.

He will be the most important general who will charge into battle in this desperate counterattack of the Tokyo faction.

"Please rest assured, Deputy Director."

He bowed deeply to Takada Shunei, his voice hoarse and almost sorrowful: "I will never let you down again."

Looking at him like this, Takada Shunying finally revealed a satisfied, devilish smile on his face: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I have something else to entrust to you."

"Please go ahead." Iwata Masao nodded immediately.

"The male and female lead have been decided. Someone will contact you when the time comes."

Takada Shunei spoke calmly, his tone carrying an absolute command that left no room for doubt: "The performance fee for the male lead is 100 million yen, the female lead 80 million yen, and the rest is for making the movie for you. Do you understand what I mean?"

Iwata Masao was slightly stunned, his eyes flickering, but at this moment he had no other choice but to bow and say:

"Hi!"

PS: I have something else to do today, so the update is late. But I will try my best to update. Please give me more recommendation votes and monthly votes~

Chapter 124 Xiaoshan Mengya also wants to participate in "Super Change"! Asking brother-in-law to use the backdoor

Kumamoto Prefecture, Aso City First Girls' High School.

In the classroom after school, the afterglow of the setting sun was like melted golden honey, lazily sprinkling on the desks, giving the dust flying in the air a warm halo.

"One hundred million yen! Did you see that?! It really is a one hundred million yen first prize!"

A girl named Yumi with cute twin ponytails was excitedly waving a promotional poster in her hand. Her pretty face, which still had a bit of baby fat, was filled with the purest desire for money.

"And look here! 'Ages 8 and up'! Oh my god, this is a money grab!"

"That's right! If I can get 100 million yen, the first thing I will do is to buy all the latest Chanel and LV models in the department store!" Another girl with neat short hair named Rie also had shining eyes and fell into a beautiful fantasy.

Only Yumesae Koyama, the girl who had already witnessed the true "money power" in Tokyo, was just holding her chin with one hand, looking at the poster that had been circulated among classmates and had some curled edges with a somewhat lazy attitude of an experienced person, with a disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth.

One hundred million yen? Is that a lot?

This is just the bonus for the program that my brother-in-law is fully responsible for.

"Mengya, why aren't you excited at all?"

Yumi came over and nudged her with her elbow, her bright eyes gleaming with gossip. "I heard that this 'Super Transformation' was planned by your legendary genius brother-in-law, Nohara Hiroshi! If you...if you participate, can you get a backdoor and be directly selected as the champion?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the girls around who were originally chattering about how to divide the 100 million bonus suddenly became quiet.

Pairs of eyes filled with curiosity and envy were all focused on Xiaoshan Mengsai.

"Take the back door?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoshan Mengsai first sighed deeply, then said slowly in a tone full of Versailles annoyance, "Do you think my brother-in-law is so easy to talk to? He's a complete ruthless devil at work. Not to mention me, even if my second sister went to plead for him in person, I don't think he would even bat an eyelid."

After hearing what she said, the girls around her nodded subconsciously, and their eyes showed a little more awe for the "genius brother-in-law" who only existed in legends.

Hiroshi Nohara's name is very popular among young people now!

Whether it is "Dark House" or "Wonderful Stories of the World".

The target audience is all young people!

However, just when they thought the topic was about to end, Xiaoshan Mengsai suddenly changed the subject, and a hint of cunning like a little fox flashed in her big black eyes.

"But..."

She deliberately drew out her words, and amidst those expectant gazes, she unhurriedly offered a proposal that would drive everyone crazy: "I might not win the championship. But getting a spot to represent Kumamoto Prefecture in the Tokyo finals, and... getting a few hundred thousand yen in announcement fees as pocket money... shouldn't be a problem."

"Eh?!"

"Really? Mengya!"