I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

"'The Taste of Nohara Hiroshi'..."

In the conference room, a screenwriter in charge of the script muttered to himself, and a look of deep fear, as if he had seen a ghost, appeared on his face, which had long been sallow from being worked up.

"I...I might...understand."

His voice was dry and filled with despair. "We...what we lack isn't creativity or technology. What we lack is that man's almost devilish, precise insight into human nature!"

These words caused the entire conference room to fall into a long silence.

They finally realized that they were not facing a simple competitor.

Instead, he is a dimensionality-reduction attacker who has already stood in a higher dimension and is overlooking the entire chess game in a way that they cannot understand at all.

……

In October in Tokyo, autumn is like a silent painter, quietly dyeing the edges and corners of this steel city with a bleak golden color.

Kanto Television.

As a direct subsidiary of TV Tokyo, it has long been like a dim satellite orbiting its mother planet.

As the acquired party, they took over the projects eliminated by their parent company, TV Tokyo, and broadcast outdated dramas. In this brutal war for ratings, they played an awkward role that was better than nothing.

Seito Suzuki, the production director who has worked at Kanto TV for nearly ten years, has had all his edges smoothed out by reality.

His life is like a morning drama with a pre-written script, dull and boring, and the end can be seen at a glance.

I thought that I could return to Kanto TV with my reputation as a second-level director and make a difference.

But all this is false.

After Suzuki Seito returned to the Kanto TV station he had longed for, he was completely trapped in a helpless atmosphere.

No rights to produce advanced projects.

There is not enough funding.

There is not even any talent.

All we have is a boring life, a future of living a life of idleness and waiting for death, and a group of people living in a daze.

However, half a month ago, a transfer order from the headquarters was like a thunderbolt that broke through the dead silence of the night sky, completely awakening his long-silent heart.

"'Super Mutant Mutant Audition Version'? Leave it to us?"

When Deputy Director Asumi personally handed the project plan to him, Suzuki Seito almost thought he was hallucinating.

He looked at the thin yet heavy plan, his eyes, which had long been clouded by the torture of reports and meeting minutes, were filled with disbelief and horror.

Of course he knew what "Super Change" meant.

It is a myth, a legend, and the scepter of God that Nohara Hiroshi used to subvert an entire era.

And now, this "scraps" of the myth, this "audition version" that seemed to be set up to appease those who were not selected and was full of consolation prizes, actually... fell on the head of him, a "second-class citizen"?

"Deputy Director Ming Rihai, this... this isn't appropriate, is it?" He stammered, trying to shirk this difficult task. "Our resources at Guandong Station... can't even compare to our headquarters. Such an important project, what if... what if we mess it up..."

After all, Nohara Hiroshi was the golden child he had promoted.

They are doing very well now.

Leave it to yourself.

If anything goes wrong, Suzuki Seito will be ashamed of his own loss of reputation!

Now Suzuki Seito doesn't dare to say that he cultivated Nohara Hiroshi. Every time he says it, he just says that he found a piece of gold.

If he still said that he was the one who trained Hiroshi Nohara, he would be laughed at to death.

"That's what Nohara meant."

Ming Hai simply patted his shoulder, his eyes filled with trust. "He believes in you. He said this show doesn't need fancy packaging or top stars. It just needs to record the most authentic, clumsy, and shining moments of ordinary people. That's enough."

So, under the confused and puzzled gaze of the entire industry, "Super Change Audition Edition", a program that sounds like a "collection of losers", was quietly scheduled to be broadcast on Kanto TV at 4:30 pm on Saturday, an awkward time period that can be called "garbage time".

Osaka, Kansai Television.

Ichiro Gawu looked at the program schedule and sneered contemptuously, "Hmph, the donkey in Guizhou has run out of ideas. It seems that kid's creativity is almost exhausted. He's actually using these unremarkable amateurs to fill the cast. It's simply self-destructive."

However, they were all wrong.

They simply could not understand Nohara Hiroshi's "ecological thinking" that was beyond this era and almost demonic.

On Saturday afternoon, when countless viewers were laughing so hard that their stomach muscles hurt at Tokyo TV's professional and perfect "Super Change", and were still not satisfied, they were pleasantly surprised to find that with just a click of the remote control and switching to Kanto TV, this carnival of creativity was... still going on!

Without the precision of professional actors, what replaces it is the clumsy cuteness of ordinary people that is full of life.

They saw a middle-aged man who tried to imitate Gundam with a cardboard box, but ended up tripping over himself on the stage and falling head over heels. His genuine embarrassment made the whole audience burst into laughter.

They saw two high school girls trying to imitate the "washing machine spin drying" with their bodies, but ended up rolling on the ground laughing because of their uncoordinated movements. The pure joy of youth infected every audience member.

They even saw a white-haired old grandfather using the simplest puppets to perform a "First Love Shadow Play" full of love and memories for his equally elderly wife. The simple romance made countless people shed tears of emotion amidst laughter.

Failure is also interesting.

Clumsy, but equally cute.

Truth has unrivaled power!

After the first audition program was broadcast, Kanto TV’s phone was almost blown up!

When the freshly released ratings report reached Suzuki Seito, he looked at the glaring number on it, which was enough to make his heart stop beating. He was like being struck by lightning and completely froze in place.

16.3%!

"boom--!"

This number, like a real atomic bomb, exploded throughout the Kanto TV station and the entire Japanese TV industry!

"I...we...did it?" Suzuki Seito said tremblingly.

He was like a traveler who had trekked in the desert for decades and finally saw an oasis, and he let out a cheer of ecstasy that had been suppressed for too long.

He won.

No, it was that man who won again.

In a god-like way that none of them could understand, but they had to kneel down to worship him.

Won!

TV Tokyo, 17th floor.

Nohara Hiroshi just looked at the report calmly, with a faint smile on his lips.

This is just the beginning.

The real killer move is still to come, in the upcoming show "Super Change Season 2" which has already been warmed up!

Because Hiroshi Nohara had also received the information. It was precisely because of the preheated "Super Change Change Audition Edition" that it attracted audiences in various regions who originally did not like Kanto TV or Tokyo TV and had a certain degree of regional protection.

I want to see how those actors from the local area who have entered the finals and entered Tokyo TV to record the variety show perform.

Even conflicts between regions were provoked!

Chapter 122: Let’s turn Neon upside down! The birth of the fan club!

In Sakai City, Osaka Prefecture, inside a typical Showa-era "Culture House".

The patriarch of the Tanaka family, Genichi Tanaka, an old worker who has worked in a nearby steel plant for his entire life, is sitting upright at this moment. His big hands, which look rough from years of dealing with steel, are nervously placed on his knees, like a prisoner about to be tried.

Sitting opposite him was a young man wearing the yellow work clothes of Kanto TV and with a professional and friendly smile on his face.

The young man's name is Jun Watanabe. He was carefully selected by Suzuki Seito from Kanto TV and is responsible for the "offline audience relationship maintenance" of "Super Change Change Audition Version".

Of course, this is just a nice way of putting it.

In the words of Hiroshi Nohara in the internal training manual, their job is to be "public opinion agitators" and "fan instructors."

"Tanaka-san, we were all impressed by your son's performance in the auditions." Jun Watanabe's voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable professionalism. He pushed a beautifully printed brochure over. "That 'Life as a Vending Machine' is truly creative! The leaders at the station are very optimistic about him and believe he has the talent to represent Osaka and compete for the championship in Tokyo!"

"Really?!" Tanaka Genichi's eyes lit up instantly, and an expression of incredible ecstasy appeared on his weather-beaten face.

"Of course." Watanabe Jun smiled, but the conversation inadvertently took a subtle turn. "But... Tanaka-san, you know, we Japanese people value 'support' the most. A contestant, talent alone isn't enough; he also needs momentum! Only with the support of his hometown folks can he stand taller on the stage and go further."

He paused, and under the old worker's confused gaze, he began his real "teaching" like the most patient and instructive mentor.

"Take, for example, a slogan. Just shouting 'Keep it up, Tanaka!' is too simple. You need to broaden your horizons." He picked up a pen and wrote a line of powerful characters on the paper: [Soul of Naniwa, Light of Sakai City! Tanaka Taro, dominate Tokyo!]

"Look, doesn't this make it more imposing?"

Tanaka Genichi stared blankly at the line of words, feeling a surge of hot blood rushing uncontrollably from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!

"Also, you need to form a support group. You can't just rely on your neighbors. You have to mobilize all the forces you can."

Jun Watanabe's voice, like that of a master imparting supreme secrets, was filled with bewitching magic: "Your union at the steel mill, your wife's women's federation at the shopping street, your son's class reunion, your daughter's alumni group... these are your strongest bases! Mobilize them all and tell them that this isn't just about cheering for Tanaka Taro alone, this is about fighting for the honor of our entire Sakai City, for the entirety of Osaka!"

"Honor...?" Tanaka Genichi murmured to himself, and in his cloudy eyes, a raging fire called "local pride" ignited.

"That's right, honor!" Watanabe Jun nodded heavily. He took out another document from his briefcase. On it was the information of the Kyoto area audition representative.

"Look, this is the representative elected from Kyoto, a university student named Masato Furukawa. They've already started building momentum among the public, saying things like, 'The heritage of this ancient capital, a thousand years old, is beyond the reach of the common people of Osaka.' Mr. Tanaka, can you tolerate this?"

"Bakayarō!" Tanaka Genichi slammed his hand on the table, the thud shaking the entire cultural residence. "Those arrogant people in Kyoto! What the hell do they know about creativity? Besides fiddling with flowers and plants, what else can they do?!"

"So, we can't lose!" Jun Watanabe struck while the iron was hot and pushed over a detailed "Cheering Group Action Guide". On it, every detail was clearly marked, from the bright yellow color of the uniform representing Osaka, to the font of the cheering banner, to how to confront the "hostile" cheering group with "friendly" slogans in offline activities.

This is simply an introductory textbook on modern fan wars.

"This is... these seem to be very powerful! This will also bring honor to my hometown!" Tanaka Genichi looked at the guide, and for the first time, his simple heart showed a sense of anticipation as if he was the center of attention.

After all, no one can resist the gimmick of being able to represent a certain region.

Even if it's just a variety show.

"Of course." Watanabe Jun shook his head, an unfathomable smile on his face. "You represent your hometown, don't you?"

……

This fire of "regional confrontation" ignited by Nohara Hiroshi himself and quietly fanned by countless "Watanabe Jun" behind the scenes, spread across the entire Kansai region with an unmatched momentum in just a few weeks.

Under the Glico billboard in Shinsaibashi, Osaka.

The two clearly divided factions were engaging in a "friendly exchange" filled with tension.

On one side is the "Osaka Naniwa Soul" cheering group wearing uniform bright yellow T-shirts and "Must-Win" banners on their heads.