I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

Nobuhiko Sakata looked at the dramatic scene before him, and in his always squinting eyes, a barely perceptible gleam of the shrewdness of an old fox flashed across his face.

Of course, he could see through Takada Toshihide's little trick that was not presentable.

This is a demonstration to the entire Kanto faction.

Competing for favor!

But Sakata Nobuhiko was not annoyed, but felt somewhat satisfied.

He doesn't care about factional struggles; what he wants is balance.

The more fiercely these two lions fight, the more secure his position as the lion king sitting in the center will be.

"Hahaha! You young people, you younger generations!"

Sakata Nobuhiko tried to smooth things over with a smile. He raised his glass and said to the crowd in a soothing tone, "It's a blessing for Tokyo TV to have Nohara-kun, Kimura-kun, and Ito-kun at the same time! What does this prove? It proves that our talent pool is the best in all of Japan!"

As the director, he still needs to control the internal fighting within a certain range.

So he changed the subject and slowly reminded, "However, we can't let our guard down. I just received news that those guys at Osaka TV and Kansai TV have been acting very dishonestly lately."

"They're jealous of the success of our 'Wonderful Stories of the World' and have even teamed up with the local stations in Nagoya and Fukuoka to form a so-called 'Urban Tales' research group. They're also planning to produce a similar program to compete with us! Therefore, we must unite internally and act in unison. Do you understand?"

"Hi!" Everyone responded in unison. The tense atmosphere was finally temporarily suppressed by this sudden external threat.

However, Takada Toshihide obviously did not intend to give up.

He raised his wine glass and looked at Ming Hai with a half-smile, his tone full of ridicule, like an elder who had caught the other person by the pigtail.

"Speaking of which, Asumi-kun, I heard you've been secretly planning an afternoon variety show lately? How come you didn't tell me about such a big thing? My subordinates, Yasui Takashi and Ito Nagaan, do have some experience in variety shows, so they might be able to give you some half-baked suggestions."

Asumi's hand holding the teacup paused slightly.

He raised his head, and in the depths of his elegant eyes, there flashed a hint of unexpected astonishment and coldness.

He never mentioned the matter of preparing the "Super Change" project to anyone other than the core members of the Kanto faction present today.

And Takada Toshihide actually knew it.

This means that there is a traitor within their Guandong faction!

Several suspicious names flashed through Ming Hai's mind, but his face still had that calm and warm smile.

He glanced at Kurosawa Eiji, whose expression also changed slightly, and then looked at Nohara Hiroshi, who looked calm. The anger in his heart caused by betrayal inexplicably calmed down a little.

never mind.

As long as this young man is around, how big a wave can a mere traitor cause?

"Deputy Director Takada is joking."

Asumi put down his teacup, his posture calm and proper. "It's just a small, unformed idea, still in the discussion stage. How dare I trouble you and two great directors, Mr. Yasui and Mr. Ito, with such great attention. But..."

He changed the subject and kicked the ball back intact. "I've actually discussed this idea in depth with our Nohara-kun. He gave me a lot of very constructive suggestions."

"Oh?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Takashi Yasui and Nagaan Ito, who were standing behind Takada Shunei, sneered almost at the same time.

That laughter was filled with undisguised contempt and disdain.

"Discuss with Mr. Nohara?"

Yasui Takashi shook the red wine glass in his hand, a playful smile on his handsome and unruly face. "Deputy Director Asumi, I certainly acknowledge Mr. Nohara's talent. Whether it's animation or TV dramas, he has proven himself to be a well-deserved genius. After all, both, in the final analysis, are about telling stories, and they have something in common."

He paused, then changed the subject, his tone like a poisoned knife, stabbing the silent young man.

"But variety shows... that's a completely different world. They don't require fanciful ideas created behind closed doors, but rather precise control of the audience's emotions and the ability to adapt to the rhythm of the show. This kind of thing can't be achieved with just a good script."

"Yes."

Ito Changan, standing nearby, also pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up, his eyes gleaming with cold sarcasm. "Variety shows, while certainly not as effective as television dramas in terms of 'enlightening the nation', their true purpose is to 'entertain the nation.' This requires experience, connections, and a deep understanding of the comedy world as a whole. These aren't things a young person who's been in the industry for less than a year can easily master."

He looked at Nohara Hiroshi, a nasty smile curling his lips as he jokingly said, "Deputy Director Asumi, your new project can't possibly be...an 'urban ghost story' too, right? Having a bunch of comedians sit there and tell ghost stories? Hahaha, that's really...too creative."

The two of them sang the same tune, belittling Nohara Hiroshi as worthless.

The meaning is self-evident - as a behind-the-scenes creator, are you qualified to point fingers at us in the circle of variety shows on stage?

"Kimura! Ito! How are you talking to Deputy Director Asumi?!"

At this moment, Takada Shunei finally spoke up at the perfect time. With a stern face, he reprimanded his two 'ignorant' subordinates in a leadership tone: "You must learn to respect! Mr. Nohara may be young, but his achievements are something we all must take seriously!"

Having said that, deep in his eyes, there was a glint of pride that he couldn't suppress, a glint of enjoying the show.

He wanted to use this method to warn Tomorrow Sea and suppress the arrogance of that young man.

He wants everyone to know who has the final say in Tokyo TV and in the field of variety shows!

However, in this tense atmosphere, Director Sakata, who had been watching all this with a smile on his face, suddenly spoke.

His voice was not loud, but it was like a pot of warm water that was just the right amount of water, instantly extinguishing the powder keg that was about to explode.

"Oh? Now that you mention it, I'm really curious."

Sakata Nobuhiko's always narrowed eyes fell on Nohara Hiroshi, then looked at Asumi: "Asumi-kun, since Nohara-kun is involved, this project must be very interesting, right? Can you... give me a little glimpse, so that I, an old fellow, can open my eyes?"

Asumi looked at Sakata Nobuhiko's face, which was full of words of giving me a way out, and laughed in his heart, but a hint of helpless smile appeared on his face at just the right moment.

This is simply taking sides.

"Since you've said so, Director, I'll...show off my ugliness."

He cleared his throat and succinctly recounted Nohara Hiroshi's idea of ​​"Super Change", which was enough to subvert the entire variety show industry, in a straightforward yet visually vivid language.

Of course, explanation is explanation.

He won't tell you the specific details and core.

But even so, when he talked about "letting ordinary people become the protagonists", "using the simplest props to inspire the most unlimited creativity", and "using body stacking to imitate a glass of beer being filled", he made everyone laugh.

The entire box fell into deathly silence in an instant.

The smug look on Takada Toshihide's gloomy face, which seemed to be enjoying the show, froze in an instant.

Yasui Takashi and Ito Changan, their faces filled with contempt and disdain, seemed to be cast under a spell, and all their expressions were frozen there.

They are variety show directors.

Therefore, you can quickly go through and test in your mind what creative ideas can make the audience laugh.

Now it has been tested by them.

They found that…

It seems that the idea of ​​"Super Change" is indeed very interesting!

Only Nobuhiko Sakata, those eyes that were always squinting, opened wider and brighter, and finally, burst out with an unprecedented, scorching light, as if he had discovered a new world!

“…Okay! Okay! Okay!”

He slapped his thigh and said "yes" three times in a row. His chubby face was filled with undisguised excitement and admiration. "Let ordinary people become the protagonists! Educate and entertain! Create for all! This... this is simply a genius idea! This is no longer a simple variety show, it's a brand new program format that can lead an era!"

He turned his head and looked at the young man who had been drinking tea calmly from beginning to end. His eyes were as if he was looking at a national treasure that could change history.

"Nohara-kun! I approve this project! The station will give you the best time slot! The most generous budget! The best publicity resources! I have only one request: you must personally lead this project!"

These words were like the loudest slap in the face of all the Tokyo faction members present!

Takada Toshihide's face instantly turned from black to blue, and then from blue to white, as wonderful as a color palette.

Yasui Takashi and Ito Nagaan were like two roosters that had been plucked out in public, their faces flushed red and burning with pain.

They never dreamed that the "outsider" they had just mocked would come up with a god-level plan in the blink of an eye, which even the insiders like them could only look up to!

"Commander, you flatter me."

Nohara Hiroshi finally put down the teacup in his hand. He stood up and bowed to Sakata Nobuhiko again in a standard manner, his posture still neither humble nor arrogant.

"However, for now, I still hope to devote all my energy to the production of 'Wonderful Stories of the World' and 'Dark Zhiju'. After all, this is a task you personally assigned to me, and I dare not slack off in the slightest."

These words were flawless, giving the director a lot of face while cleverly pushing this hot potato back.

"Hahaha! Good! Responsible!"

Upon hearing this, Sakata Nobuhiko, far from being annoyed, laughed even more heartily: "Then let's finish these two dramas first! There's no rush for the variety show! When you're free, we can talk about it!"

He likes Nohara Hiroshi more and more.

Lots of creativity.

Active in thinking.

And he also understands the ways of the world.

The key point is that no matter what, no matter how the factions are divided, Hiroshi Nohara is indeed an employee of their Tokyo TV and is considered one of their Kanto TV's own!

Still a young and rising star!

As long as he remains in the pool of Tokyo TV, sooner or later he will stir up a huge wave that will cover all areas.

Perhaps when Nohara Hiroshi becomes successful, Nobuhiko Sakata will still need this young man to provide him with a steady stream of film and television dramas in the future, as a political achievement to defeat other film and television leaders!

Thinking of this, Nobuhiko Sakata smiled even more.

And soon.

This dinner, which could be called the Hongmen Banquet, finally ended in an atmosphere full of magical realism.

Director Sakata and Deputy Directors Asumi and Takada Toshihide left first.

This separate leadership area only has a few core members at the director level left.

The two variety show directors who were so arrogant just now, Takashi Yasui and Nagaan Ito, now looked like two defeated roosters, sitting there with their heads drooped, not even daring to look at Hiroshi Nohara.

"Young man, don't be too greedy."

In the end, it was Takashi Yasui who, emboldened by alcohol, squeezed out this advice full of jealousy and unwillingness in an almost dry voice.

"TV series, animation, comics, and now variety shows... Be careful not to spread your business too wide, or you'll end up starving yourself to death." Ito Changan also snorted coldly, and his sharp eyes flashed with an icy light.

Nohara Hiroshi looked at the two cowardly guys in front of him, and just showed a calm smile on his face.

He didn't refute or argue.

He simply said something calmly that was enough to make them toss and turn, unable to sleep, for countless nights to come.

"Thank you two seniors for the reminder."