I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema

Chapter 56 Nohara Classroom is established!

However, while some people were still in the secret room, painting a false future for a wedding dress that did not belong to them, the new week's sun in Tokyo had already rolled out the golden carpet.

Tokyo TV Production Headquarters Building.

The doorplate of Suzuki's classroom was quietly removed overnight.

Instead, there is a brand new metal nameplate - [Nohara Hiroshi·Special Production Team].

This plaque looks like a medal that has just been awarded.

Silently yet clearly, it announced to the entire building the arrival of a new era.

Many production staff passing by paid close attention.

Everyone had an amazed look on their faces.

After all, as an intern who had been working at Tokyo TV's production department for less than two months, he was directly promoted to a fourth-level director on the spot. This had never been done before in the history of Tokyo TV's production department.

But think about the exaggerated ratings of "An Shibaju" produced by Hiroshi Nohara from the first season to the second season.

It is enough to prove how powerful they are.

Therefore, everyone present, even if they were just passing by, still had a look of admiration in their eyes when they saw the classroom that had been renamed after Nohara Hiroshi.

Just based on the innovative "urban horror genre" produced by them, it has already left a heavy mark in the history of animation.

This is genius!
……

However, at this time, Nohara Hiroshi, including Minamimura Hoshi, Hase Rozumi, and Kitagawa Yao, joined his class.

And Hashimoto Ichiro who is said to be going to another classroom.

At this time, everyone gathered on the Shinkansen platform.

"Section Chief Suzuki... No, I should call you Director Suzuki now."

Hashijitaro stood on the platform, watching Suzuki Seito who was about to board the Shinkansen to Kanto TV. His face, which was always filled with calmness and distress, now had a complex feeling.

No matter what choice he makes, no matter how jealous he feels, Hashiji Ichiro still has great respect for Suzuki Seito.

So he decided before anything was revealed.

He also came to see off Suzuki Seito in person.

"It's all just empty reputation." Suzuki Seito smiled, patted Hashijitaro on the shoulder, and looked at the young men behind him whose eyes were a little red.

His gaze finally fell on Nohara Hiroshi, who had just stood there quietly from beginning to end.

"From now on, this place will be handed over to you."

He paused, and for the first time, his always cloudy eyes revealed the expectation and satisfaction of an elder: "Nohara-kun, do a good job. Don't let those guys who look down on us 'Kanto faction' look down on us!"

"Hi!" Nohara Hiroshi bowed slightly, his voice calm, but with a power that could not be questioned.

Everything is unspoken.

Suzuki Seito gave a few more words of encouragement to everyone present.

The train whistled.

The Shinkansen slowly left the platform.

The figure that was walking away took away an era belonging to Seito Suzuki, but it also completely opened the curtain for a legend named Hiroshi Nohara.

……

Then everyone returned to the brand new office.

"Nohara...Section Chief!"

Nancun Xing held it in for a long time, but finally couldn't help it and called out this name in a tone that was a bit tentative, a bit excited, and a bit teasing.

"Pfft." Beichuan Yao next to him couldn't help but burst out laughing, her sparkling eyes curved into two beautiful crescents: "Nancun Xing, you idiot! Why are you so hesitant when calling Section Chief Nohara? Can't you be more straightforward?"

Hasejizu also joined in the fun: "That's right! Section Chief Nohara! Please give me your guidance in the future!"

"Section Chief?"

Nohara Hiroshi also smiled when he heard this.

He leaned back in his brand new office chair, and unexpectedly, a scene from another world emerged in his mind.

A middle-aged man working at Futaba Trading Company, struggling to meet monthly sales targets, sighing over his 32-year mortgage, getting drunk while entertaining clients, and getting chased and beaten by his wife when he gets home. That man, it seems... is also named Hiroshi Nohara.

His last position seemed to be... also the section chief of the sales department.

"Fate is really interesting."

Nohara Hiroshi chuckled in his heart.

But looking at these familiar young faces in front of him, he waved his hand gently, with a bit of the carefreeness that only young people have on his face: "If there are outsiders around, just call him that. If not, just call him Nohara. It sounds more friendly that way."

His light-hearted and humorous words instantly made the subtle barriers in the office that had arisen due to job changes disappear without a trace.

Of course everyone knows it.

This can be said of Hiroshi Nohara.

but.

They, the subordinates, must never do this.

But after all, Nohara Hiroshi is a soul that came from China in his previous life, and he does not have such a strong class concept in essence.

At least they don't attach as much importance to the concept of hierarchy as traditional Japanese people.

Everyone was able to chat happily.

However, in this cheerful atmosphere, the brand new landline phone on Nohara Hiroshi's desk, which symbolized his new identity, suddenly rang sharply.

"Jingle Bell--"

Nohara Hiroshi raised an eyebrow and answered the phone: "Hello, this is the Nohara production team."

"Guang... Guangzhi-kun?" A familiar female voice with a hint of softness and shyness came from the other end of the phone.

It’s Meiya.

The corners of Nohara Hiroshi's mouth unconsciously curled up, and his voice instantly became much gentler: "It's me, Meiya, what's wrong? Did you miss me?"

"No... No!" Meiya on the other end of the phone raised her voice a few degrees, like a kitten whose tail was stepped on, with a cute look of anger and embarrassment: "I... I have something serious to tell you!"

"Oh? What serious matter?" Nohara Hiroshi thought of Misae's crazy twisting a few days ago and subconsciously pursed his lips.

"It's...it's..." Misae's voice trailed off again, with the hesitation and uneasiness of a little girl reporting something to her parents: "My parents...they...they said that they would come to Tokyo this weekend with some relatives and come to see me."

Nohara Hiroshi was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Are your parents-in-law coming?
sizzle!
Nohara Hiroshi took a breath.

This is much more difficult than dealing with an old fox like Takada Toshihide - of course, this is relatively speaking.

"And then?" He asked knowingly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Then..." Misae on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, so long that Nohara Hiroshi could almost imagine her little face that was red as if it was about to bleed, and her little hands twisted together because of nervousness.

Finally, she mustered up the courage to speak in a voice so thin and barely audible that it was almost inaudible: "And then... they said... they wanted to... want to see you..."

"To see me?" Nohara Hiroshi feigned surprise. "What do you want to see me for? Could it be that the Kumamoto Prefecture Agricultural Federation has finally discovered my hidden talent for farming and is hiring me as a technical consultant?"

"Ouch! Hiroshi-kun! You're annoying!"

Mei Ya was finally irritated by his frivolous behavior and said coquettishly on the other end of the phone: "Are you coming or not? I...I'll tell them that you are my...my boyfriend, my...fiancé!"

By the end of her speech, her voice was filled with tears, a complex emotion of both pride and grievance.

Especially with Nohara Hiroshi's recent great success.

Xiaoshan Mei's heart was trembling.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I'll do it. Of course I'll do it." Nohara Hiroshi finally stopped teasing her, and his laughter was full of pampering and tenderness.

He glanced at the calendar on the wall and had a plan in mind.

Dealing with the evil spirits in the TV station is just a task in the Novice Village.

Now, the real S-level copy - "Meeting the Father-in-law and Mother-in-law" is finally about to begin.

"Don't worry, Meiya."

His voice became extremely solemn, carrying the responsibility of a man about to go to the battlefield: "Tell my uncles and aunts to prepare the most stringent review standards. I, Nohara Hiroshi, am ready to accept their final judgment of me, their future son-in-law!"

(End of this chapter)