Hayashihara Chiki glanced up and down with a stern gaze at Ryoko Yonekura, who was restrained in front of him.

Ryoko Yonekura was so nervous that she was looking at her, her hands unconsciously mixed together, and her mind was chaotic.

A genius like Hayashihara Chiki, who became famous as a teenager, was probably thinking in his heart, Ryoko Yonekura thought that an ordinary person like herself would never guess it, because Hayashihara Chiki didn't accept any magazines or newspapers even after "Late Night Canteen" won the first ratings, plus RB Broadcasting TV's protection of Hayashihara Chiki, there are not many deeds for outsiders to study and speculate.

"Ryoko Yonekura, huh?"

Hayashihara Chiki elongated her tone.

"Yes!"

Ryoko Yonekura stood stiff.

"If you want to stay here, be quiet!" Hayashihara Chiki raised her index finger close to her lips and made a gesture that expressed her desire to be quiet.

As the chief editor of "Midnight Canteen", Chiki Hayashihara was supposed to toast others with Junichi Watanabe or wait for someone to toast him (Chiki Hayashihara is underage, and the wine glass is juice), and then get acquainted with some directors and producers of various TV stations or celebrities from all walks of life who were invited to expand his network.

But after keeping the official smile for a long time, Hayashihara Chiki really can't stand it, in RB, a place that attaches great importance to surface etiquette, he is the youngest, the youngest, and the most shallower, as long as it is a person, Hayashihara Chiki needs to bow and say hello.

So after Hayashihara Chiki quietly greeted Junichi Watanabe, he and Tanaka Yuyuki came to the corner of this banquet hall to hide from Qingjing, although it was to hide from Qingjing, but in fact, it couldn't be clean, and there were a lot of relaxed writers who knew Hayashihara Chiki in RB Broadcast TV.

First, because Hayashihara Chiki's master, Mitsunobu Okuyama, is the head of the editorial department and is in charge of most of the broadcast writers of RB Broadcasting TV;

The second is because Hayashihara Chiki has so far had as many as three variety shows in his hands, plus the broadcast writers who filmed "Late Night Canteen", and the broadcast writers who are preparing to shoot "Wild Boar Makeover", there is no one in RB Broadcasting TV who does not know Hayashihara Chiki himself.

So from time to time, broadcast writers with particularly obvious appearance characteristics come over to greet Hayashihara Chiki, and those broadcast writers who didn't find Hayashihara Chiki in the corner will also come to this corner to say hello to Hayashihara Chiki under the reminder of others.

Ryoko Yonekura looked at the piles of broadcast writers and decided to come over to show herself.

But now that Hayashihara Chiki said this, Ryoko Yonekura didn't dare to move much, and she didn't dare to release the small tricks that had been pre-practiced in advance.

"Mr. Chiki Hayashihara......"

Hayashihara Chiki ignored Yonekura Ryoko after that, and turned around and greeted each other with the broadcast writer who came to talk to him, and said some official high-sounding words and sent each other away, the broadcast writer who came to say hello himself also felt something, and probably could guess that Hayashihara Chiki wanted to rest quietly in this corner, so he also consciously said a few words and left with interest.

During this period, Ryoko Yonekura used her spare eyes to secretly observe this young genius who had recently become famous.

Now that the sky is approaching dusk, there is a small floor-to-ceiling window in this corner, and there is a small window inlaid in the window, which opens to reveal the breeze and the afterglow of the sunset, and sprinkles it on the body of Lin Yuan Qianshu into a layer of broken gold, and the slightly long hair flutters in the wind, making Lin Yuan Qianshu look like a god who was sculpted in Greek mythology.

Watching Hayashihara Chiki talk eloquently, the broadcast writer of RB Broadcasting TV, who is obviously much older than him, in three or two clicks, Ryoko Yonekura sighed in her heart, worthy of being a genius boy stamped by the five major people's newspapers, and she was worried in her heart, her little trick just now must have been seen through.