I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

"Don't hit her!" Koyama Yoshiharu suddenly frowned and held her hand. His voice was filled with a hint of fatherly awkwardness that he himself hadn't noticed. "Your brother-in-law must be busy right now! Don't disturb him! If you want to hit her... hit your second sister!"

"Use a landline! That's cheaper too!" Xiaoshan Gaoya was more practical and pointed to the telephone in the corner.

By the way, I exchanged a glance with Yoshiharu Koyama and understood what this old man was thinking.

"Okay then~" Xiaoshan Mengya made a face but still ran over obediently.

Soon, Mei Ya's voice, which was also full of surprise and energy, came from the other end of the phone.

The two sisters chattered and shared each other's happiness across hundreds of kilometers.

Yoshiharu Koyama listened to the conversation between the two parties with his ears perked up. Finally, his face, which was always stern, could no longer hold back, and a smug smile that he could not suppress quietly emerged on his face.

He picked up the ice-cold beer in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. The exhilaration of a winner swept away all the worries in his heart.

……

Akita Prefecture, Omagari City, Nohara family.

“Ohh ...

Nohara Ginnosuke's devilish laughter almost blew off the roof of the entire old house.

He had long lost all his dignity as the head of the family. Like a child rejuvenated, he rolled over on the tatami with laughter. His two thick eyebrows, which were exactly the same as his youngest son's, were shaking up and down with extreme excitement, which was full of funny humor.

"Ahe! Ahe, look! This 'ramen chef throwing noodles'! Hahahaha! It's so similar! Just as cool as me when I was young!"

"You old pervert! Sit down right now! What a disgrace!" Nohara Tsuru frowned, trying to use the dignity that belonged to a wife to suppress her husband's ego that had long been let loose.

But the corners of her mouth, which were curled up uncontrollably, had already betrayed her true thoughts.

This show is so funny!

It's really funny!

Only Nohara Sashi, the simple farmer, remained calm.

He just sat quietly in the corner, watching the funny performances on TV that were full of childishness and imagination, and a simple, heartfelt smile appeared on his dark face.

However, as he laughed, his gaze unconsciously drifted towards the sky outside the window.

Uncontrollably, another lovely smiling face, also full of innocence and beauty, emerged in his mind.

She was a girl he met in a coffee shop a few days ago when he went to the city's agricultural cooperative to handle land acquisition procedures.

The girl is a new intern at the coffee shop. Her name is Ikuna Sakurada. She is also from a nearby village. She has a gentle personality and speaks softly. When she smiles, her eyes bend into two beautiful crescents.

He remembered that day, he was a little annoyed because of the complicated procedures, and it was the girl who patiently explained every clause to him over and over again in the coffee shop.

It was that girl who took the initiative to offer him a cup of steaming hot coffee when he was scratching his head because he couldn't understand those dense legal provisions.

It was that girl who, when he had finished all the formalities and was about to leave, gave him an encouraging smile in the coffee shop that was brighter than the sunshine outside the window.

"Mr. Nohara, you are truly an extraordinary person," she said at the time, her clear eyes gleaming with sincerity. "Nowadays, there are not many young people like you who are willing to stay in your hometown and work hard on the land."

At that moment, Nohara Sashi felt that his heart, which had become a little rough due to years of hard work, actually skipped a beat uncontrollably.

He, an old bachelor who was almost thirty years old and had never even held a girl's hand, was actually... shamefully, moved.

only……

Nohara Sashi let out a long breath, and in that breath, there was a bit of bitterness that belonged to a man, which he himself was not even aware of.

That day, he saw with his own eyes that in the coffee shop, a young man with a slicked-back hair and driving a brand new car was holding a bouquet of beautiful roses and showing great courtesy to the girl.

Although the girl kept politely refusing, her face, which always had a gentle smile, could not hide the little vanity of a young girl.

How can he, a farmer who only knows how to farm, compete with young people who drive cars and work in the city?

A bitter tide of inferiority surged in Nohara Sashi's heart.

Subconsciously, he took out the futuristic Panasonic P100 that his brother had given him.

He looked at the number named "Guangzhi" that he had pinned to the top of his address book. A trace of struggle and a last, tiny hope flashed across his simple eyes.

He wanted to ask his younger brother who was able to navigate the glamorous world of Tokyo with ease and even found a girlfriend as beautiful as a fairy.

He wanted to ask him what he should do.

perhaps……

His omnipotent brother could really give him an answer that could change his fate.

He took a deep breath and finally pressed the green, hopeful dial button.

Chapter 113: Do you need my advice on dating? I'm going to go on a 275 variety show frenzy!

At this time, the Tokyo TV production headquarters building.

Nohara classroom.

At this time, the office was full of joy. Everyone was whispering with smiles on their faces, and occasionally bursts of laughter would occur.

Everyone's mood is light and excited.

The atmosphere is even better!

At this time, everyone present had watched "Super Transformer" produced by Hiroshi Nohara and assigned to Kei Tanaka through the TV in the office.

Although the scenes were performed, they were perfectly presented to the audience through music, patterned script design, and editing to create an entertainment feast that made everyone laugh out loud.

Even though the first episode of "Super Change" has ended, everyone present is still savoring the funny part.

Can't forget it for a long time.

Because Nohara Hiroshi plagiarized Japan's previous life's "Super Transformation", it was really a dimensionality reduction attack on Japan, which had not yet invented this variety show in this parallel world.

As they chatted, everyone started looking towards the office behind them, where a young man was also sitting on the sofa and smiling.

So they all cheered -

"Long live Section Chief Nohara!"

"Long live Section Chief Nohara!"

"Long live Section Chief Nohara!"

At this time, all the people in the three small production teams in Nohara's classroom shouted "Long live Nohara Hiroshi" three times.

Not to mention how fanatical their eyes were!

"Alright, alright." Nohara Hiroshi smiled and raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down. "If you guys had cheered me like this fifty years ago, I would have been guilty of usurpation and thrown straight into jail!"

This sentence immediately caused everyone to laugh even more heartily.

The current Neon Royal Family has been weakened.

Only fame.

No real power, no authority.

Moreover, after decades of education after the war, although everyone still respects the royal family, they have become indifferent to it and don't mind making jokes about it occasionally.

'Beep-beep--'

But just when Nohara Hiroshi was about to make a few jokes, the brand new Panasonic P100 made a buzzing sound at an inopportune time.

He picked up the phone, his face slightly stunned: "Brother?"

Nohara Hiroshi knew that his elder brother Nohara Saji would never call him unless it was something urgent. After all, given his elder brother's personality, mobile phone charges were so expensive nowadays.

Can I talk on the phone casually?

"Hello, brother." Hiroshi Nohara answered the phone.

"Hiroshi... Hiroshi?" From the other end of the line came the hesitant, almost stuttering voice of the eldest brother, Nohara Sashi, like a clumsy bear that had strayed into a porcelain shop. "Um... are you... are you free to talk now?"

"Not yet, is there something wrong?" Nohara Hiroshi asked. He heard something wrong in his elder brother's voice.

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, as if he was organizing his words, or as if he was mustering up the greatest courage of his life.

After a long moment, Nohara Sashi's distressed, almost pleading voice could be heard: "Um... Hiroshi, I... I want to ask you something. It's... it's just that in Tokyo, how do you city guys... how do you chase girls?"

"...What do you mean by these city people?!" Several clearly visible black lines suddenly appeared on Nohara Hiroshi's forehead.

My goodness, was he expelled from his hometown by his own elder brother?

But he didn't say this out loud.

I just feel helpless that my elder brother even asks me for advice on love.

He could almost imagine his honest elder brother, scratching his head and cheeks with an embarrassed look on his dark face flushed red.

"What? Who do you like?" Nohara Hiroshi said helplessly.

“Not… not really…” Nohara Sashi’s voice gradually faded, as if he was guilty of something. “A few days ago, I went to the city’s agricultural cooperative to do some work. In a coffee shop, I met a girl named Ikuna. She…she’s very nice, and she has a beautiful smile. I…I just…”

"Just what?" Nohara Hiroshi asked.

But he was also thinking, "Ikuna? This plot is coming... In the plot, Nohara Sashi falls in love with this girl named Ikuna! But now, Ikuna is probably not married yet, hasn't experienced her first wrong marriage, and hasn't had children yet."

"I saw a young man driving a car sending her flowers every day!"

Nohara Sashi's voice suddenly rose, filled with suppressed anger and resentment. "I... I'm just a farmer. How can I compare with others? They have cars and respectable jobs, but I... I have nothing but my strength and the smell of dirt."

These words are full of the inferiority complex of an honest country man.

"That's it?" Nohara Hiroshi just smiled.

"Brother, have you forgotten what I told you?" His voice was calm, but it carried a power that could calm people's hearts.

"What?" Nohara Sashi asked blankly.

"You're not a farmer," Nohara Hiroshi said, his voice measured. "You're the future president of Nohara Agricultural Co., Ltd. An entrepreneur who will own dozens of hectares of land and manage dozens of employees."

The other end of the phone fell silent again, but this time, there was a faint light of fire in the silence.

"I will buy you a car. I have also prepared for you a set of clothes that will allow you to hold your head high in any occasion." Nohara Hiroshi continued, his tone like a general who is planning a strategy and distributing weapons to his subordinates that are powerful enough to capture cities and strongholds.

"All you have to do now is to hold your head high and tell that girl in your most genuine and sincere way that you, Nohara Sashi, are a man worthy of her reliance who can give her a stable future."

"As for that guy driving the car..." Nohara Hiroshi's mouth curled up in a cold arc, "Believe me, it won't be long before he doesn't even have the qualifications to carry your shoes."

These decisive and confident words left Nohara Sashi stunned.

"Is Di-san...so strong now?"