Chapter 23 Have you ever seen Tokyo at 4:00 in the morning?

  "Alright...alright." Sweeping the floor is just sweeping the floor, Zhou Xiao originally didn't think that he could directly do important work as soon as he came in, let alone that he had no experience at all. Even if they let him do something else, it's unlikely that he would do a good job.

  Zhou Xiao followed Uncle Inoue into Fuji TV, and the two took the elevator to the third floor.

  When on the first floor, Zhou Xiao felt that Fuji TV was similar to other buildings, relatively ordinary in layout. Due to the early hour, even the front desk staff had not yet arrived for work, and only two or three security guards were on duty at the entrance. However, when the elevator opened on the third floor, Zhou Xiao immediately sensed the difference between this place and others. There were many people on the third floor, all seemingly busy with their own affairs. Zhou Xiao followed Ikegami into a photography studio, where the door was constantly opening and closing in a state of flurry. After entering the studio, Zhou Hai and Ikegami saw an even more intense scene.

  At least several dozen people were walking back and forth in a photography studio, each person seemingly busy with something.

  There are six or seven cameras at a glance, with three large cameras with sliders below as the main camera, and several shoulder-mounted cameras piled around.

  A short, stout man with a large frame held a stack of printed paper and was confirming the position with the photographer. Six or seven people were moving scenery, a man in a jacket was talking to someone beside him while writing something without stopping, a man wearing an earpiece was confirming something with the broadcast room upstairs while directing the placement of items...

  "Wow... amazing!" Zhou Xiao exclaimed sincerely. In his previous life, he was also considered a half-entertainment industry insider, but at that time, he mainly did behind-the-scenes work and had never been to such a scene, let alone the most advanced Japanese entertainment circle.

  "Today, follow me closely and remember not to say what shouldn't be said, don't look at what shouldn't be looked at. If you accidentally see something, pretend you didn't see it. Do well the tasks I assign to you, even if you do them well, sometimes you'll still get scolded. At that time, absolutely don't talk back, did you hear me?!" Uncle Inoue's words were stern and severe.

  "I...I heard it!" Zhou Xiao hastily replied.

  "Ugh..." Ikeda sighed: "I'm not trying to scold you, it's just that this line of work is tough, especially when you're just starting out. You'll understand once you've done it for a day." Ikeda said.

  "It's been over a decade since I worked at the TV station for a while, and it was tough back then. Now it's even tougher, but if I were to do this again now, my body wouldn't be able to take it." Uncle Inoue continued.

  "So tired?" Zhou Xiao asked.

  "You're completely fine, no problem at all until you're thirty. It's only after thirty that it gets a bit tough! Ah, Okada, Okada!" Just as he was talking to Zhou Xiao, Inoue-san suddenly shouted at a man passing by nearby.

  This man with the surname Ogata appears to be a small leader, directing the work of several people.

  "Ah! Inoue-san~~~~ ahead!" The man heard Inoue's shout and turned around, shouting in a strange tone.

  In Japan's entertainment industry, there is a strange habit where some words are read in reverse. Senpai becomes pai-sen, but this habit has actually been around for many years and is intentionally used, especially when there are no outsiders present. It's basically used by people who want to show off their status.

  "Okada, this is the little brother I was telling you about! Let him follow you for a few days and see how it goes?" Inoue asked, pulling Zhou Xiao along.

  "How can it not be okay! Iida-san has already said so, how can I not agree?! However, senior, let me make one thing clear first. We're all working at a TV station, you know how neurotic this place is. And I'm just a small assistant, I won't be able to provide much help. Whether or not it'll work out on his end, that's not for me to say."

  "I understand, so go ahead and assign him work with peace of mind! He's not the kind of person who can't focus." said Inoue.

  "That's all right, senior. You go ahead and attend to your business. I'll take care of him." said Okada.

  "Alright, I believe in you! Zhou Xiao, today just follow Okada, do whatever he tells you to do, and be quick about it, got it?" Inoue said.

  "Alright, Uncle Inoue, I understand!" Zhou Xiao hastily replied.

  After saying this, Inoue turned around and went to find his superior.

  "Come on, first follow me to the warehouse to get something," said Okada.

  "Yes."

  "Are you Zhou Xiao? Chinese?"

  "Yes, his name is Zhou Xiao, he's of Chinese descent."

  "How did you get to know Uncle Inoue?"

  "A while ago when Ikue was a theater manager, I worked there for a few days as a newcomer comedian."

  "Oh, so it was you after all. I heard about that from Inoue. Although Sakaguchi's behavior wasn't quite right either... but this thing... is just the way it is, unless you're really exceptional, that's how Japan's entertainment industry is. One year of debut and you'll be crushed to death if you don't produce results. Come on, carry these things and follow me!" Inoue led Zhou Xiao to take some stuff from the warehouse to the broadcasting room.

  After two people returned to the studio, the preparation for the morning program had basically ended. A staff member shouted loudly: "The host is on stage!!!!"

  With his shout, several people walked into the broadcasting room.

  Zhou Xiao looked back and found these few people... he didn't recognize a single one of them.

  As for being a host, it's basically an iron-clad male host and a flowing female host. As for Zhou Xiao, what the male hosts look like is not within his attention range. These few female hosts are also completely ignored by him because they are too old.

  However, for TV shows, a show is all about them, so although Zhou Xiao didn't have much of an impression of them, it was clear that everyone was moving and working around them as soon as they entered the studio.

  Several people immediately surrounded them to tie microphones, and the makeup artists who came in with them were constantly touching up their makeup. The director also walked over to confirm the flow of events later, while several young people lying in front of the camera were writing big-character posters. After seeing the anchors come in, they wrote the big-character posters even faster.

  Several cameramen were also confirming their positions with people holding scripts by their side, occasionally exchanging ideas.

  "Hey, Xiao Zhou! Over here!" Okada pulled Xiao Zhou to a corner of the broadcasting hall.

  "These few people over here are the masters who will be performing later, if they have any requests that you can fulfill, then fulfill them, if not, come find me! I'll be right next to the director!" Okada said, pointing at a few individuals.

  "Yes!" "I'll leave this place to him then!" Okada said and hastily left.

  Looking back, the few people in front of him were obviously chefs. For Japanese TV, food is a very important component, especially during the three times of morning, noon, and evening. Arranging a food segment not only has good ratings but also word-of-mouth. And for the hosts, this segment is also great because they have to work early, so most of them haven't eaten yet. If there's a food segment in the morning recording, even if it's during the show, they can fill their stomachs a bit.

  But this good thing has nothing to do with Zhou Xiao, he is now serving the anchors.

  The work in the morning was messy and trivial, carefully done until 7:30 am, when everyone in the studio finally relaxed with the director's "OK". The following program was no longer live, and everyone could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

  "The staff can go have dinner now!" The director shouted after he finished saying "OK", another staff member instructed.

  Followed Uncle Inoue to the cafeteria, as the lowest-level staff, their bento was not very good.

  "Uncle Inoue, what's next?"

  "The next job isn't in a building but in a studio," said Uncle Inoue.

  "Studio?" "That's right, we're going to Wan'an Studio! Have you finished eating? Let's go after finishing." After that, Inoue pulled Zhou Xiao out of the TV station and drove towards their destination.

  The studio wasn't far from Fuji TV, and after the car made a turn on the road, it quickly arrived at its destination. By this time, all of Tokyo had gradually woken up as well.