"A lot of the labor trumpets we sang back then were actually very interesting,... There are so many people that it's inconvenient to call you out...... Eh, son, I have also written poems, what do you think is the difference between this poem and the lyrics?"

"It's not a big difference, you can sing whatever you write, you just have to grasp the melody. ”

"You can sing whatever you write? That's great! What kind of instrument does the band use? Erhu and harmonica are still ...... Dizi?"

"Anything can be used. ”

"Is it okay? What was that sheep used just now?" Erhu?" Li Jianguo walked briskly and spoke in a lively tone, and he seemed to be a different person from ten minutes ago.

"Dad, do you want to create?" Li Yiming couldn't help but be curious.

Li Jianguo's face flushed: "I want to learn it, I want to know how the song was written." ”

If you can write and let thousands of people see it, if you can write songs and let countless people hear it, it will be so beautiful!

Comrade Jianguo's expression was a little fascinated.

He was really suffocated, his son once asked him to write down the content to be reported, many of which involved a relatively deep domestic and international political and economic situation, and his words always carried a sense of seriousness that made him breathless.

Even if his son wants to write fairy tales, it brings him more pressure than happiness:

The books to be published in China are for popular science education to alert the people, and if they want to be healthy and interesting from the inside out, they have to take care of anti-special work, which he is almost unable to review, but they are only two fairy tales.

And the books published here are for the purpose of earning foreign exchange, but the standard has to be interesting and unhealthy, or writing in English, he can't even understand it, Li Yiming wrote thirty books in one go, and he said that he wanted to write three hundred and sixty-five books, and all of them were the first volume!

......

What can I do?

As Comrade Yiming's father, theoretically he should be a high-ranking and powerful person, but he can't guide anything, which can be imagined.

But somehow, when his son talked about songs, he suddenly became interested, thinking about it, it was the thick lyric book that his son held out that instantly touched his heart...... I must be producing a lot of dopamine right now!

"Dad, do you want to take care of this matter?" Li Yiming has always been vigilant about the ideological problems of Comrade Jianguo, and what he is most worried about is his father's corruption and degeneration.

"Me?" Li Jianguo shook his head, "I'm not very good at doing ideological work, and don't you have to send someone who knows how to take care of this kind of thing?" There will be problems for laymen to guide insiders, and you have to pay attention to this in the future,......

By the way, there must be a discipline inspection committee, I read in the newspaper that these singers and movie stars are this and that, and their life style is very problematic, if ......" Comrade Jianguo gushed endlessly.

Even the Commission for Discipline Inspection has taken into account ,......

Li Yiming breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps it is because the founding comrades love life and literature and art, which is also a manifestation of the long-term spiritual needs of the people.

Li Yiming quickly came to a preliminary conclusion.

Thinking about it a step further, it is:

Everyone has a literary dream, everyone has a musical dream, and the common people will not only enjoy the results, but also hope to participate in cultural production activities...... Sometimes the fun of participating is even greater than the joy of directly enjoying the results!

This is not out of Li Yiming's understanding of people's needs, you see that Comrade Jianguo has already radiated a different look just by participating in the discussion in this way!

Education and culture are also a kind of productive labor, and productive labor must have productive forces and means of production, and there must be high-quality production relations.

Then the question arises:

If many people have the conditions to participate in cultural production activities, then we have to work on the tools of production, and what should these tools of production be?

Thirty years later, computers are common, smartphones are widespread, and there are all kinds of platforms for creation and distribution,...... Nowadays, many people in China don't even know the words, and on the basis of this kind of productive forces, how to build an efficient and long-term cultural production system is really worth thinking about.

In the past, Yiming wanted to build several centers with administrative power to quickly produce products, but now it seems that further levels need to be separated.

"Son. ”

Li Jianguo suddenly whispered: "It's here!"

Seeing the East Asia Building and preparing to cross the street, Li Jianguo subconsciously looked east, and crossed the government building, which was the US Consulate, and he didn't know what the situation was over there.

Li Yiming saw the changes around him, and there were obviously a few more abnormal people around here, not policemen, but intelligence officers, indicating that this matter was temporarily controlled within a certain range.

For now, Li Yiming has not seen any traces of rottenness.

It's three hundred and forty meters away from the consulate in a straight line, and if the people who patrol here are all with walkie-talkie equipment, then there must be a signal relay station nearby.

.....

"Dad, you relax a little bit, you don't have to look around. Li Yiming said with a smile.

Fifteen meters behind the side, middle-aged male, young female.

First his eyes stayed, he moved away, then turned back, looked at the suitcase, and then kept staring closely, with moderate nervousness and a little excitement.

Central was originally a crowded place, and seeing it twice at the same time shows that Li Jianguo and Li Yiming are one of the targets they want to search.

The mental tension is moderate, indicating that they did not list Li Yiming as a highly dangerous person.

The agents have a good memory, and when such a big thing happens, they should be isolated and reminiscing about the scene at the time, and they may have to be accompanied by portrait restoration, plus candid photos, enough to make a list of suspicious people.

Li Yiming, who appeared at the entrance of the playground at that time and openly climbed over the wall to enter the park, and Li Jianguo, who was carrying an old suitcase, should be on the watch.

This was also enough time for them to develop some photos and send them to the field eagles.

Analysis and investigation, the golden search period has long passed, but insiders know that in many cases, the perpetrator will return to the scene to observe the situation.

Li Jianguo didn't enter the park and didn't have time to do the crime, so did Li Yiming have it?

It took only ten minutes for Li Yiming to climb over the wall and enter the park, and it is difficult to imagine that he had knocked over four strong and well-trained male agents in ten minutes, but it was not ruled out that they thought Li Yiming would see something.

These sent eagles should have memorized a list of suspicious persons.

Li Yiming hummed softly and shook his head, looking very relaxed, and after a while, the eyes of the two people looked away.

When tracking, you can't keep an eye on it, and you can put it in and out of it, anyway, Li Yiming and they have to cross the intersection.

Li Jianguo glanced at his son a little nervously, probably knowing that he was being targeted.

Six or seven people waiting to cross the street.

At this time, there were a lot of clouds in the sky, and the wind suddenly became stronger, and many people looked up at the sky, and there were a few more who never looked at the sky and only looked at people.

Li Yiming's eyes swept across the street, he liked this place, it was a bit like a monster fighting area in an online game, it would be refreshed.

"Hey, Charlie Chen is back. Li Yiming muttered softly.

"Where?"

"Turn the car ahead, he is going to East Asia, he should wait for me, let him go to the factory with us later. ”

The green light is on.

Everyone crossed the road in a hurry, Li Yiming led his father unhurriedly, and when they were halfway there, the two wandering eagles followed.

Walking to the middle of the road, the woman suddenly let out a soft snort and raised her hand to touch her eyes.

The man looked back, "What's wrong?"

"Eyes go in...... Can't open your eyes......"

"Let's talk about ......," the man looked across him.

At this time, Li Yiming and his father had already arrived at the side of the road, and went straight north, from here to Des Voeux Road and then to the main entrance of the Bank of East Asia.

The man helped his colleague walk briskly across the road and found a corner to urgently treat the eyes that had been scattered into the mud and sand.

"It's okay!" Li Yiming told his father to relax a little.

Creep-2

I don't know if the four enemies who were damaged by him are still being treated conservatively in that building, or if they have been sent to a major hospital for consultation.

The staff of this intelligence station should be divided into permanent and part-time positions, and permanent positions should be divided into internal affairs and field services.

A seriously injured person with a herniated apical disc has to get at least two escorts because he cannot take care of himself.

Knock down dozens of them at night, and this station will be paralyzed.

In addition, the KGB is involved in this, and the muddier the water, the better.

......