Post-90s Rebirth Daily

The author has something to say: Well, don’t substitute yourself!I don't know Mr. Luo, so I can only rely on interviews or something.Why am I so stupid, I should have another name.

Forget it, and don't pursue logic too much in this plot.The logic in the article can be self-consistent, but not necessarily in reality.

妈呀，居然被催更了！有些小开心，嘿嘿。我这几天尽量把更新时间固定呀。感谢在2021-01-3013:54:59~2021-01-3114:48:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of porridge;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

"Mr. Luo, hello, I like your song very much."

After Li Bomo said this, he was stunned with old Shen Zhongxia.A laugh came from the phone.

What he said was irreversible, Li Baimo simply broke everything: "Mr. Luo, I really like your works. I still listen to the album "The Protagonist of the Future" repeatedly."

Currently Li Bomo's two favorite musicians are Cui Jian and Luo Dayou.He believes that both of them are master musicians.

Many people think that Luo Dayou's music is in the era of ruthless reaction, but Li Baimo thinks that Luo Dayou's works are full of compassion.

"I also like your works very much, I like your "Retrograde"." The voice on the other side of the phone was still vicissitudes, imitating Li Baimo with a slight smile.

Li Baimo's brain was running at high speed, and then he found the short story "Retrograde" from the corner.This article was published during the summer vacation of Xiaoshengchu.

It is one of several short stories written by Li Bomo after the end of "Savage Growth".

The length of these few articles is not long, and Li Baimo didn't consider the feelings of the viewers at all. They belonged to the kind of self-contained completion that didn't get much response.

"Retrograde" tells the story of a middle-aged man who graduated from a technical secondary school and was slowly abandoned in the changing times.

After graduating from technical secondary school, Liang Yu was assigned to work as a small cadre in his hometown.In the eyes of everyone, being admitted to a technical secondary school was a matter of glory, but gradually the technical secondary school students became less popular, and he failed to catch up with the opportunity after being promoted several times.Every time I talk to the leader, the leader will say: Old comrades, give young people a chance.

Liang Yu, who couldn't give up his regular job, had to go home and take a job that didn't match his major.

Over the years, he watched those young people with better education and ability surpass him step by step, and he was a little relieved.But more is the desolation abandoned by the times.

He thought he could stay in this small position until retirement, but he didn't expect that when he was 40 years old, he would be laid off.With a considerable amount of buyout money in his hand, he was still in a panic.It turns out that the iron rice bowl will rust one day.

Staying in a small place for a long time, the vision is also small.With this money, he can only open a snack shop, and work with his wife from dawn to dusk.Finally, the business picked up a bit.

Li Bomo did not continue to draw.The last frame of the cartoon is the back view of the old couple getting up early and going to the vegetable market to buy goods.

It was still dark and there were no stars.

Liang Yu was riding the three rounds in front, and his wife, wearing a thick padded coat, was sitting behind the three rounds with her hands in her hands, dozing off in front of the pile of vegetables.

Li Baimo did not expect Luo Dayou to have an impression of this cartoon.He is still very happy that someone likes this little work, because it is completely an expression of his heart.

The two chatted about each other's works for a long time, and they were a little sleepy in midsummer.Regardless of Li Baimo's serious business, Zhong Xia fell asleep lying on Li Baimo's lap.

Li Bomo's eyes brightened as he chatted, perhaps because he had some similar experiences.Luo Dayou left Taiwan and made his home all over the world; Li Baimo also left China and wandered all his life.Calculating carefully, Li Baimo's grade is 37 years old, but compared to the mature Luo Dayou, he still has a youthful air.Both physically and mentally.

But the two chatted very well.

In the end, Old Shen couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded Li Baimo of the time, it was already past 2 o'clock in the morning.

Li Baimo stopped the conversation between the two of them and was silent for a while, he was thinking about what to say when he heard the voice from the phone: "I heard what they said about you, I want to hear your thoughts in detail. "

Li Bomo didn't hide anything, he said everything about the Guangzhou epidemic and the terrible spread and lethality of the virus.

If there is a concert, it is very likely that the epidemic will spread on a large scale.

What Li Baimo didn't expect was that Luo Dayou understood his meaning very quickly.

Luo Dayou explained with a wry smile: He used to study medicine.

He now understands the seriousness of the situation, and he also wants to stop the concert.

"But the problem now is that this concert is not something I can postpone if I want to."

Li Bomo also fell silent after hearing the reason explained by the other party.This concert is vaguely a symbol of the thawing of relations between the two places.It is precisely in this way that the relevant departments will promote the success of this concert regardless of the epidemic situation.

After hearing this explanation, Li Bomo's heart felt as if he had sunk into ice water.

Therefore, even if the Guangzhou government released information about SARS on February 2, the concert will still go ahead as scheduled.

It is true that Luo Dayou is the promoter of this concert tour, but if you want to hold a concert, it requires the joint efforts of all parties.The source of funds, the contract of the venue, the promotion of the government department, the formation of the concert team, etc., are like a giant ship. Once it sails, even if there is an iceberg ahead, it will no longer be able to turn.

Unless, unless there are irresistible factors that reject the concert.

Li Baimo, who put down the phone, told Lao Shen about the situation.Old Shen was a little decadent, and now it was no longer a matter of being able to persuade Luo Dayou.

Li Baimo subconsciously fiddled with Zhong Xia's hair, the other party was sleeping soundly, even if he made such a call, he didn't wake up.

Tightening the blanket around his body, Li Baimo didn't get discouraged instantly like Lao Shen, and was still trying to think of countermeasures.Haven't you already made up your mind?It must be stopped.He couldn't stop Zhong Xia from going to Shandong to find his mother back then, couldn't he also stop a mere concert?

Well, actually, it's hard.

On the other hand, Luo Dayou was also in a bad mood.He first heard from the concert team that the cartoonist Fei Ma wanted to contact him.He has a good understanding of Feima, because of the comic "Savage Growth", Feima has almost become a hit in the mainland.At that time, he was at a friend's house in Hong Kong and accompanied his friend's child to read this article.

At that time, his impression was very deep. Under the surface of the juvenile story, it reflected the profound connotation and social problems.

But he prefers Feima's short stories to "Savage Growth".His short stories are not as storytelling as the long ones, but some of the views and viewpoints in them will make people's eyes shine.

Later, Feima published "Fireworks", which in his opinion could be called a work of art.He feels that Feima is also an artist to some extent.

He bought "Fireworks" but didn't color it.With the time to paint, he might as well find a friend to play music.

He has not read other works.But if Feima released some painting collection, he thought he would still buy it.

The faces of the people in the team were very bad. After asking Luo Dayou, he knew the reason of the other party's visit: holding a concert might spread the infection.

Knowing that he was waiting for news over there, he called without hesitation.

We talked very happily, and both sides are people with stories.

But after talking about the concert, his mood was not very good.He didn't want his concert to become a cradle of viruses, but he couldn't stop it.

"Old Shen, it's so late, why don't you go back to sleep? I'll think of a way." Li Baimo's legs were a little numb, but he still picked up Zhong Xia firmly, put him on the bed, and covered him up Quilt.

Old Shen was still very frustrated, he felt that there was nothing he could do.

Li Baimo is now thinking of a countermeasure that can cause a big wave.

But after seeing off Lao Shen, Li Baimo still let go of himself whose mind was already muddy.

Looking at Zhong Xia who was sleeping peacefully, Li Baimo felt that the weight he could bear in his heart was increasing again.Those soulless hearts tortured by various things were somewhat healed by this sleeping face on the bed.

After kissing Zhong Xia's eyebrows lightly, Li Baimo turned off the bedside lamp.

Li Bomo had a weird dream all night.

But at least my mind is clear.The disclosure of SARS news is not enough to make everyone aware of the problems faced by holding a concert. What if you question it after announcing the epidemic in the name of Feima?It's only a week before the concert, so I'm afraid it will be too late.

Li Baimo gradually had a dangerous idea in his heart.Then, how about exposing the news of SARS before the official ones, and raising doubts about the relevant departments of the concert?Is this scene big enough?It’s just that we must pay attention to words, so as not to really cause panic among the people, it is best to inject rational thoughts into the people.

This kind of thing is not easy to operate, and it must be enough for him to drink a pot afterwards.But is he afraid?Fame and power are not things he cares about.As for money?Aren't there still those gold bars and real estate in Beijing?

It would be great if Feima had a higher status, one that was so big that the top management couldn't ignore his opinion.

Li Bomo shook his head regretfully, what was he thinking?At his age, no matter how talented he is, he will not be trusted.

Li Baimo decided to communicate with Mr. Luo again. If this plan is really going to be done, it will need Mr. Luo's follow-up cooperation.He now trusts Mr. Luo very much. The other party is someone who really cares about the society and cares about his country.A musician, a poet.

Moreover, how to make it public first is a big problem. He needs the media.

The audience on the Internet is too small to be possible.And if it is posted, it will be quickly suppressed.

Once you have a direction, the difficulty is reduced by half.

Li Baimo called Luo Dayou the next day, and it was reconfirmed there. If he wanted to postpone the concert, it would be more difficult than going to heaven.

After hearing Li Baimo's thoughts, Luo Dayou felt that doing so was very risky.

The two chatted for a long time, finalized some details, and made a verbal agreement with each other. If they acted, they would cooperate.

Li Baimo called the publishing house and asked for a series of media lists.He didn't hide it from Editor Liu.

Editor Liu felt that he had a heart attack: "Are you crazy?"

I suddenly regretted the list I gave out.

"Well, crazy." Li Baimo hung up the phone.

Li Bomo crossed out the non-small entertainment newspapers one by one, called the newspaper in the name of Feima, and tentatively asked about the epidemic situation in Guangzhou.

Xinhua News Agency, Capital News and other newspapers basically gave him no chance: "There is no epidemic, everything is just rumors."

What the other party said was very decisive and certain.He probed this topic in many ways, but the other party avoided talking about it.

Li Baimo who hung up the phone took a deep breath.