I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

"Good morning, Nohara...Sensei."

A third-level director of the Tokyo School who once had some complaints about him hesitated for a moment when he passed by him, and finally squeezed out this title in an almost dry voice that he had never thought he would say from his mouth.

"Hello." Nohara Hiroshi just smiled at him calmly and nodded as a return gesture.

A gift from the strong.

No one expected that in this steel forest called Tokyo TV, the strict factional rules that had been in operation for decades would be torn open by him in the most brutal and unreasonable way.

No one dares to ignore him!

Hiroshi Nohara opened the door of his classroom. In the office, the group of veterans from the Kanto faction had already arrived.

They looked at the young people who came in, and their faces were filled with a kind of pride that came from the heart.

"Section Chief, good morning!"

The uniform greetings echoed throughout the office.

People's hearts are with you!

"Dangdangdang——"

In this frenzied atmosphere that was enough to melt steel, there was a gentle knock on the office door.

Deputy Director Ming Rihai's chief secretary, an intellectual beauty who usually looked down on others and only nodded politely to the heads of various departments, was now standing at the door in person, with a just right, humble smile on her face, a mixture of awe and curiosity.

"Teacher Nohara." Her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze in April. "Deputy Director Asumi asks you to visit his office when you are free."

This title and this gesture made the group of veterans from the Kanto faction in the office look even more proud.

In the past, the secretary of Deputy Director Ming Rihai was very arrogant.

When have you ever been so humble?

Now that they are so humble towards their Section Chief Nohara, doesn't that mean that their Section Chief Nohara has proven his strength!?

"Okay, thank you for your help." Nohara Hiroshi nodded with a smile. He certainly understood the changes.

Power is like levels in a game.

When you are still in the Novice Village, everyone you see is a high-ranking red-named NPC.

But once you hold a magic weapon and your level soars, you will find that those big figures who were once out of your reach will also take the initiative to send you invitations to form a team.

He gave a brief instruction, asking everyone to organize this week's audience feedback report, and then, with the secretary's respectful attitude almost as if leading the way, he walked slowly towards the office that symbolized the center of power.

As I opened the door, a gust of cigar smoke hit me in the face.

Asumi, Kenji Sato, and Takeshi Yamamoto had been waiting here for a long time, and each of them had an irrepressible smile on his face.

"Nohara-kun! You really are... I don't know what words to use to describe you!" As soon as Asumi saw him come in, he immediately stood up from behind the desk that symbolized power, walked up to him quickly, and patted his shoulder heavily. His laughter was hearty and full of appreciation from the heart.

"Yes, Deputy Director." Yamamoto Takeshi's face, always as sharp as a hawk, was now filled with sincere admiration. "A 21.17% audience rating... I never dreamed of such an outrageous figure!"

Then came Kenji Sato, who was again praised with all his might.

It made Nohara Hiroshi laugh and cry.

I don't know what happened to them.

However, Nohara Hiroshi looked into the room and asked in confusion, "Where's Director Kurosawa? Didn't he come?"

"Don't mention it." Asumi waved his hands from his chair, a look of uncertainty on his face. "That old guy, after watching the finished film of episode seven yesterday, locked himself in his office early this morning and refused to see anyone. He said... he was inspired by your unconventional story, and inspiration flooded him, so he decided to shut himself up and write a brand new script."

"Oh? That's really good." Nohara Hiroshi became interested.

"Good thing? I think it's going to give us a problem!"

Asumi rubbed his brow, his tone hinting at a headache, yet his excitement couldn't be concealed. "He told me he wanted to make a samurai film that defied stereotypes. It's about a country vagrant who isn't a samurai at all, but who, to make ends meet, accidentally passes himself off as one. In the end, while protecting the villagers, he becomes a true samurai."

"A ronin pretending to be a samurai?" Nohara Hiroshi stroked his chin. This setting made him feel strangely familiar. He subconsciously murmured softly, "This character setting... 'Seven Samurai'... Kikuchiyo?"

His voice was so soft, almost inaudible.

But Ming Hai's ears were as sharp as radars. He turned his head suddenly, and his eyes, which were always as deep as an ancient well, suddenly burst out with a scorching light that was almost greedy!

"What?! Seven Samurai?!" Asumi rushed to Nohara Hiroshi and grabbed his arms tightly with both hands. His eyes were like Columbus who discovered the New World: "You kid...you...you don't even have an idea for a movie?!"

Kenji Sato and Takeshi Yamamoto also held their breath instantly, staring at Hiroshi Nohara with their eyes fixed, their expressions as if they were waiting for the gods to give an oracle.

"Ahem..." Looking at Asumi's face which was slightly flushed with excitement, Nohara Hiroshi just smiled noncommittally, neither admitting nor denying.

That calmness and mystery made Ming Hai anxious, but he could do nothing about it.

"Alright, alright! I surrender! I surrender!"

Ming Hai suddenly let go of his hand and raised his hands in an exaggerated surrender gesture. He was only forty-five years old, in the prime of his life, and even when joking, he had no airs of a deputy director. "You monster! My heart can't stand you scaring me like that! We'll talk about the movie later! Let's talk about business first!"

Moreover, now, Asumi directly regards the young man Hiroshi Nohara as a strong man of the same level as himself.

We also heard from everyone that Hiroshi Nohara was willing to join the Kanto faction.

He was even the leader who helped the Kanto faction.

So Asumi Hai also let down his guard.

Seems very easy-going.

Of course, the reason why Asumi called Nohara Hiroshi over at this time was, firstly, to bring the two sides closer together, so as to avoid being lured away by other enemy stations as Sato had warned.

The second thing is that Asumi is indeed in trouble.

He looked at Nohara Hiroshi, took a deep breath, and even had a hint of pleading in his tone: "Hiroshi-kun, regarding that variety show project for 'Super Change' that we discussed before... could you please write a brief plan for it?"

Chapter 86 Hashijita's despair! The fact of taking the blame!

There was a genuine longing in Asumi's voice.

He also told Hiroshi Nohara about the situation. He planned to produce a variety show every Saturday afternoon.

The "Super Transformation" we talked about last time was really interesting.

So Mingrihai took it seriously.

"Hmm, 'Super Transformation'?" Nohara Hiroshi nodded slightly. "As for that, I do have an idea."

"A random idea?!" In the conference room, Asumi, Sato Kenji and Yamamoto Takeshi, the three veterans of the Kanto faction, immediately locked their eyes on Nohara Hiroshi.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock that was almost absurd.

Animation, comics, live-action dramas...

This young man has used his extraordinary talent to create huge waves in three completely different fields.

Now, he's actually trying to get involved... in the variety show industry, a field where even the entire Kanto faction is helpless and can only let the Tokyo faction control it?!

And you said it was a smooth train of thought! ?

This is no longer a simple cross-border move; it is a Don Quixote-like charge towards the power structure of the entire television station!

However, facing these four scorching gazes that were enough to melt a person, Nohara Hiroshi simply pulled out a piece of white paper from his briefcase, took out a pen and started writing quickly.

About half an hour.

"finished."

Hiroshi Nohara wrote down the essence of the previous life's "Super Change" on it, including how to invite guests, how to host, how to invite national performers, and how to incite emotions.

Then he pushed the completed temporary document in front of Asumi.

He looked very calm and relaxed.

"..."

The conference room fell into a dead silence.

Asumi, Kenji Sato, and Takeshi Yamamoto, three people, three mouths, all subconsciously opened into an "O" shape.

They looked at the incredibly thick plan on the table, then looked at the young man with an expression that said "what's the big deal", and felt as if their worldview had been completely crushed to pieces at this moment.

A convenient idea.

Then it really became a business plan.

You call this a handy thing?!

Many veteran guys are so worried about designing a new variety show that their hair is falling out.

Not even a good idea yet.

Otherwise, how could they, who come from Kanto TV, be so unfamiliar with variety show planning?

After all, variety show planning is very special.

What is created is an idol.

It's a bridge scene.

It has absolutely nothing to do with real acting skills, singing voice and other abilities!

But now, Hiroshi Nohara has completed a variety show project. How can we not be shocked?

"Let me take a look first." Asumi quickly picked up the plan and started reading it.

When he turned to the first page and saw the outrageously detailed program flow, the precise time control for every link, the scoring criteria that were full of ingenuity, and... the fifty creative "change, change, change" illustrations that were attached to it, enough to make any variety show producer applaud.

He felt like his breathing was about to stop.

"Monster...you...you are such a monster..."

After a long while, Ming Hai finally squeezed out this heartfelt sigh from his throat.

I also understood what a genius-level monster was.

The other two had already come over and looked at the plan that could be called the 'variety show bible', with only undisguised shock on their faces.

And the occasional hissing sound of gasping for air!

Because they really discovered that this thin, hastily written business plan was so rich and detailed... that it could almost be used as a script to directly produce a variety show!

It really is... the 'Variety Show Bible'!

……

At this moment, Iwata's classroom was shrouded in a thick and dark cloud.