I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

"I heard you have an S-rank project, and what you're in need of is someone who can fight tough battles. What do you think? Nohara-kun, are you interested in meeting him?"

"Of course I'm interested! Section Chief Sato!" A hint of understanding appeared on Nohara Hiroshi's lips.

He knew that this was Ming Ri Hai, the most timely and most needed reinforcement sent to him by the entire "Kanto Faction".

“Thank you so much for your trust, and theirs.”

His voice was calm, yet it carried a force that brooked no argument. "Section Chief Sato, have them come directly to my office."

“I need a lot of excellent partners!”

After hanging up the phone, Nohara Hiroshi turned around and looked at the three young faces that were still filled with confusion and anxiety. A confident smile that was enough to calm people's hearts bloomed on his face again.

"Everyone, get ready to meet your new colleague."

In less than ten minutes, the office door was pushed open.

Led by Kenji Sato, seven or eight middle-aged men, all of whom looked to be around forty years old, came in one after another, with expressions that were either calm, uninhibited, or a bit lonely and frustrated as if their talents were not recognized.

They looked at the brand new office, at the young people with stunned faces, and finally, their eyes were focused on the young man standing in front of the whiteboard with a calm expression.

His expression was calm, yet he carried the aura of a superior who seemed to be in control of everything.

"Section Chief Nohara."

Kenji Sato stepped forward, extending his hand. His gentle face wore the genuine smile of an ally. "I've brought all my people. Executive director, assistant director, producer, art director, photographer, sound engineer, editor... whatever you need, we've got it all here."

Nohara Hiroshi looked at the group of "veterans" in front of him. Although their edges had been worn down by time, the flames of unwillingness still flickered in their eyes.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he also stretched out his hand and shook hands with Sato Kenji firmly.

"Welcome."

"Your arrival is truly crucial!"

His voice was not loud, but it was like a horn, announcing that a group of veterans who were once the backbone of Kanto TV, but were excluded and left on the edge of power with nothing to do after coming to Tokyo TV, were officially assembled at this moment!

Moreover, this army can be easily commanded by Hiroshi Nohara!

Chapter 67: Ambitions! Iwata Masao is arrogant again!

Nohara Hiroshi could see how ambitious these marginalized "Kanto faction" backbones were to make a career.

They are like sharp blades that have been hidden in boxes for many years, eager to be unsheathed and drink blood, and Nohara Hiroshi is the swordsman who hands them the whetstone and points out the enemy to them.

They had also heard of Nohara Hiroshi's talent.

and.

Willing to work for it!

"Section Chief Nohara, this is Yamamoto Takeshi, the best executive director among us. When he was at Kanto TV, the morning drama he was in charge of ranked first in the same slot for three consecutive years." Sato Kenji began to introduce him, pointing to a middle-aged man who was not tall but had eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Yamamoto Tsuyoshi nodded slightly, without any unnecessary courtesy, and said in a deep voice: "Yamamoto Tsuyoshi, thank you for your guidance." His voice was hoarse, as if he had not spoken happily for a long time.

Nohara Hiroshi's gaze lingered on him for a moment, and he nodded: "Director Yamamoto, nice to meet you."

"This is Panasonic Kai, the best cinematographer and an artist who plays with light and shadow." Sato pointed to a man with unruly long hair and a somewhat decadent temperament.

"And this one, Nagisa Oshima, the best art director, who is the best at using the smallest budget to create the most textured scenes."

"This is Kudo Ryosuke, our best screenwriter. Although he's only a third-level screenwriter, his scripts are no worse than those of first-level screenwriters..."

Every time Kenji Sato introduced someone, Hiroshi Nohara would step forward, look at the other person seriously, and personally extend his hand to express his gratitude.

He didn't say too many pleasantries.

But the respect hidden under the calmness made these veterans who had been marginalized by Tokyo TV for a long time feel a little warm in their hearts.

They were used to the arrogance of the younger generation of the Tokyo School, and were fed up with the outdated rules of seniority.

It was the first time they had seen a young man like Nohara Hiroshi, who had an S-level project and works that proved himself, still show respect to these "defeated generals".

When the last person has finished introducing himself.

Nohara Hiroshi's eyes swept over the team in front of him, which looked a little run-down but still had strength. He turned and walked to the whiteboard, picked up the eraser, and wiped out all the job requirements on the board neatly.

This action stunned everyone.

"Seniors."

Nohara Hiroshi's voice echoed clearly and forcefully in the quiet office: "Positions and titles are just for management convenience. For me, there is only one criterion—ability."

He paused, picked up a pen, and wrote seven big words in the center of the whiteboard.

"Wonderful Stories of the World".

"This is the name of our project," he said, and then wrote a line of small words below it: "Season 1, Episode 1, 'Touch of Terror'."

The office was silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on those words, with inquiry and curiosity in their eyes.

Nohara Hiroshi turned to the screenwriter, Ryosuke Kudo, a middle-aged man with thick glasses and a somewhat dull look. "Mr. Kudo, the story of the first episode is very simple. An ordinary woman in the city possesses the supernatural power of sensing the inner thoughts of others by touching their belongings."

"Hmm? Superpowers?" A glimmer of light flashed behind Kudo Ryosuke's lenses.

In today’s Neon, super powers are still a relatively new thing.

Hearing that Nohara Hiroshi was going to use his ultimate move right away, he subconsciously pushed his glasses up and moved his lips slightly, as if he had already begun to conceive of the scene in his mind.

"I need you, Mr. Kudo."

Nohara Hiroshi's voice was filled with unquestionable trust: "Expand this core idea into a complete, coherent script full of suspense and twists. The character dialogue, the progression of emotions, and the control of rhythm are all left to you."

As he spoke, Hiroshi Nohara handed him the planning proposal.

Kudo Ryosuke took it and flipped through it for a few seconds.

Then his eyes were filled with horror.

This story is so exciting!

He worked as a screenwriter for more than ten years at Kanto TV and then worked as a screenwriter for several more years at Tokyo TV. He has accepted countless scripts and initial planning proposals.

But now, Kudo Ryosuke looked up at Nohara Hiroshi, his eyes full of disbelief.

Because this story is so novel and unique!

"I will also give you suggestions on the corresponding story details. I think that's okay, Mr. Kudo?" Nohara Hiroshi looked at him with a smile.

"I...I understand!" Kudo Ryosuke nodded heavily, and the flame of creative desire was rekindled in his eyes that had been a little dim. "I will do my best to make the story more perfect!"

"Very good." Nohara Hiroshi nodded with satisfaction.

Although he already has specific lines and plots, those are some settings of Neon in the previous life, and there are still slight differences from Neon in this world.

Especially the filming of live-action dramas.

You need to be more careful.

Therefore, having this experienced screenwriter to supervise the work is a great help to Hiroshi Nohara.

"other people."

Then Nohara Hiroshi turned his gaze to Yamamoto Takeshi, Fujiwara Takumi and the others, and spoke again in a deep voice: "While we are waiting for the script, I have something else that requires your cooperation."

He pulled up his chair, sat down, and took out several stacks of brand new manuscript paper and a full box of pencils from the drawer.

“I will draw all the story threads of the first season of “Wonderful Stories of the World” into comic storyboards.”

After these words were spoken, everyone was surprised.

"what?!"

“Draw them all as comic storyboards?!”

"You kid..."

"Can this really be done?!"

For the first time, surprise appeared in Yamamoto Takeshi's sharp eyes. Fujiwara Takumi subconsciously stood up straight. Even Sato Kenji, who had been smiling gently, froze the smile on his face.

A section chief, the overall leader of an S-class project, personally drawing storyboards? Or comic storyboards?

This is unheard of in the entire industry!

It's not uncommon for a director to draw storyboards, but those are shooting sketches based on an existing script.

What Nohara Hiroshi meant was that before the script came out, he wanted to use comics to determine the visual style, camera language, rhythm and atmosphere of the entire story!

This is no longer the scope of a director. It is almost equivalent to one person doing the work of four people: the original author, screenwriter, director, and storyboard artist!

"This way, all of our work will have the most intuitive and unified reference."

Nohara Hiroshi's voice remained calm, as if he were discussing a trivial matter. "Director Yamamoto is in charge of scheduling, Mr. Fujiwara is in charge of cinematography, and Mr. Oshima is in charge of art. Everyone can work from the same 'blueprint,' minimizing communication costs and misunderstandings."

He raised his head and looked at the group of 'veterans' who were shocked beyond words by his decision, with a confident arc on the corner of his mouth.

“Everyone, welcome to the way I work.”

At this moment, there was no more noise in the office.

The group of middle-aged men looked at the young man in front of them, and the depression, loneliness and unwillingness in their eyes gradually faded away, replaced by a kind of ignited excitement and enthusiasm.

They realized that they were not following a lucky person who had risen to power through factional struggles.

But he is a true genius that only appears once in a century!

A monster with absolute control and execution power!

After assigning the core tasks, Nohara Hiroshi's gaze fell on the three young men in the corner of the office who had been unable to get a word in from beginning to end and seemed a little at a loss.

Nancun Xing, Changgu Luzou and Beichuan Yao.

They looked at this group of seniors with powerful auras and Section Chief Nohara planning everything, and they felt both excited and inferior.

Nohara Hiroshi stood up and walked in front of them, the seriousness on his face turning into a gentle smile.

"You three, the next mission is also very important." He looked at them and said, "Logistical support for everyone on the crew, including food, clothing, housing, transportation, budget reimbursement, and location liaisons, will all be your responsibility. It will be tedious and arduous, but it will also be where you will best hone your coordination and communication skills."

He stretched out his hand and patted Nancun Xing and Chang Gu Lu Zou on the shoulders respectively.

"More importantly, we should follow these predecessors, observe carefully, and learn from them. Each of them is a living textbook."

Finally, his eyes became extremely serious and his voice became deeper.

"Remember, no matter how big our team becomes or how many new people join us, you three will always be the same people who walked out of Suzuki's classroom with me."